On January 10, Li Si and Wang San really couldn't wait. Their traps and condoms did not even get a single sambar feather. Go home. They prepared to retreat earlier than usual.

Something was wrong with the witch who let the rope man, and she began to blame the hunters of the Akito for the reduction of the deer herd.

This is not true, and it is not right. There are more hunters than before, but they don't have the ability to drive all the deer into the mountains, right? Sika deer can be like this, but sambar deer like to be near the water, why does it also run into the mountains?

Even if it is the most powerful mountain leopard, after catching a sambar, the other sambar will do whatever they want. No deer cares about that unlucky bastard.

So, all of this is a bit weird and unreasonable, which makes Li Si a little scared.

Before Li Si and Wang San decided to leave, the president of the Suozi people found them.

He even felt that something was wrong, and that there was not enough salt in the village. In the past, both Ming merchants and Dutch merchants should have appeared, and there was no shortage of daily necessities. Swap, each according to his needs.

But it's strange that no one came. The president decided that Ah Wu could no longer be allowed to intervene, and her words caused some panic among the people in the village. He was going to go with the two Akitoshi to the city of Geranza to see what was going on.

Together, they helped the two Ming people, who were pitiful in their eyes, to load their prey onto their boats, and at the same time to load a batch of bamboo utensils, which no merchant would come to collect, but they could take with them. The Rope Men did not have a boat to go out to sea, and their small boats could paddle a few times in the river. This used to make Wang San very strange.

The sails and rigging of the boat were originally carried to the village by Li Si and Wang San. When I carried it back again, it was easy, and under the arrangement of the president, several samurai helped in an all-round way.

The two poor Ming people, who had been toiling for a few deer to leave their patriarch and relatives, and sometimes helping the people to work with the ropes, always with a look of pleasing haode on their faces.

The president of the company sat nobly at the bow of the ship. With calm eyes, he watched as the clansmen and the two Ming people finished loading things little by little.

Wang San sailed, Li Si took the helm, and the small, only forty stone Cangshan boat, began to sail downstream.

Cangshan boat, the hull is small, five feet above the water, the draft is four feet, there is a oar, the wind is smooth, the sail is smooth, and the wind is swinging. The boat is light and dexterous, and it is more convenient to travel along the coast and along the river.

In this season, it is inconvenient to sail even downstream, and the monsoon has not yet risen. Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited for the merchant to come to their door. Large merchant ships, if they employ enough people, are fearless and can go anywhere. But Li Si and Wang Sanren don't have enough manpower.

Fortunately, this time the president went out in person, and there was someone who was rocking the oar, so let the president's samurai do it.

The further down he went, the more scared Li Si became. The president couldn't sit still.

What about birds, birds that get startled every time they pass by? There are only a few boats a year that pass by, and each time they scare the birds to death, even if a herd of deer passes by. But now, the birds are gone. And there are even some birds that don't bird their passing, as if they have become bolder.

The boat slowly descended, and suddenly they saw a trestle made of iron pillars on the left bank. Oh my God, how much stone and iron does that cost?! Who is so extravagant? In addition, they heard a booming sound, mixed with a sharp and piercing sound, and the well-informed Li Si was also puzzled. What was that? Why is there still black smoke coming out in the distance?

What's even more terrifying is that there are many people standing on the iron trestle, and there are also many people on the riverbank who seem to be suffering from ghost shaving disease, as if they are waiting for them to come!

In fact, they were still five kilometers away from the base of the estuary when they were discovered by the traversers. Almost instantly, the news reached Song Dong. Production and labor are under the management of the engineering headquarters, and when the work is busy, the safety issue is temporarily under the control of Song Dong.

If Li Si and Wang San had chosen to set off in the busiest days of the traversers, they would still have a chance to go to sea without being discovered. But this is no longer the case, and the traversers have made the most difficult start.

Today is the firing day of the brick kiln at the estuary base. Photographer Liu Yun did not come, he claimed that Ye Zihong and Su Libai are rare photographic geniuses, one of them is in DV photography, the other is talented in camera shooting, and they can make a big difference.

Director Song Shida was very happy to hear this, and he said proudly: "Each of us has infinite potential, and only a haode group and organization can fully tap them. ”

This sentence was sincerely agreed by everyone in the estuary base, and this sentence was carefully recorded.

This firing ceremony was not as grand as the last time, it was just another earthen kiln. They didn't care at all, this time the brick kiln was far higher than the previous two jishu content.

The brick kiln uses an artificial drying chamber wheel kiln jishu.

This is the first time that jishu has more advantages than disadvantages to be adopted. The kiln separates drying and roasting. The bricks go directly into the drying chamber without drying, which speeds up the production time and also solves the difficulties of production in the rainy season.

The drying chamber uses the waste heat of the roasting chamber. This waste heat enters the drying chamber through a special heat supply air duct to dry the bricks, and the dried bricks are then loaded into the wheel kiln for roasting. The length of the kiln drying room, the number of drying rooms, the layout of the damp discharge, before the crossing, these soil can no longer be soil things are terrific through CAD modeling, the data is accurate, so that it is convenient to copy a large number of later.

After a simple test and deduction, it was found that there was only one problem, the dried bricks in the process of being transported to the roasting room, if not careful, it would cause the edges and corners to deform. It's nothing, be careful when shipping.

The brick kiln, like other kilns, is uniformly covered with a large bamboo shed and covered with reeds to make it simple to prevent rain. The wall skirts on the kiln body are thinly plastered with a thin layer of white ash with a hemp knife. One ton of white ash is used on three kilns, and you can imagine how thin that is.

A few days ago, everyone praised Su Libai's jishu was far better than the Jishu of Jiangcheng's team leader, thin and even, Su Libai didn't do much, he still wiped it quickly, and knocked the spatula and trowel louder, constantly signaling Ye Zihong to load.

He thought to himself, how many such white ashes Lao Tzu had smeared on that side, there was really nothing comparable here.

Ye Zihong, who was mixed with ash for Su Li, became proud, your team leader Jiang usually relies on his strength and loud voice to scare people, look, you're done with jishu, right?!

At the firing ceremony, Song Shida casually threw a torch, and everyone applauded a few times casually, and he was finished. This made the two brothers, who kept walking around, bending over and squatting to take pictures, not very satisfied. It's too unorganized and undisciplined.

After the crowd dispersed, Song Shida received a report from the riverbank observation post that there were fishing boats upstream heading in the direction of the estuary, and there were Ming and indigenous people on board. Unarmed, at most iron dart guns.

Song Shida originally wanted to ignore them, according to Jihua, they didn't have the same strategy as Relansha City, they just buried their heads in hard work. But the sentry said again, as if there were still bamboo cages and baskets or something.

This intrigued him, and he immediately said, "Prepare a transport boat for me, and I'll take a look." ”

It seems that he is the only one in the entire estuary traverser who has had the experience of dealing with the Ming people, right?

After knowing the news, many people also came to be interested, and they have been here for seven or eight days, and people in this era have not seen it with their own eyes, watching DV is not real, it is like filming.

Those who did not work, they ran to the riverbank one after another to see. The disadvantages of Jihua's relaxation began to appear, and some people even began to take a break while others were working.

How can there be no Su Libai and Ye Zihong here? Ever since the crew came ashore, they had been dismissed from the workforce, and the charcoal had not yet reached the stage of great development, so they were relaxed and could walk around and help repair and care for the steam engines and diesel engines.

The purpose of making lime waterproofing for the brick kiln is to let people like Jiangcheng who despise them see their own level, and they take the initiative to help.

After being discovered to have a talent for photography, they began to take pictures of the east and west, and life is very good.

Song Shida didn't rush to get on the boat, five kilometers, they still have an hour to arrive, this is still a condition of going downstream.

When the four fishing boats were netting fish, you could see the small fishing boats of the Akito from time to time. They were so frightened that they ran around at a high speed of one and a half quarters per hour, much to the amuse of the crew. At that time, in order to save diesel, they lowered the speed of the ship and only drove at an economic speed of 10 knots, which is also much faster than the Ming people. When Akito saw their speed and knew that he couldn't run, a look of despair made the crew sympathize.

After coming and going, the Ming fishing boats stopped running, but the strange boats in the eyes of the Ming people did not go out anymore, but just stopped on the coast. The Ming people only dared to look at it from a distance, and even many boats saw the strangeness of the estuary and turned around and ran. A ship as big as a mountain will be spread as a seed of myths and legends.

The traverser looked at the signal on the radar and didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Song Shida wanted to check how much inventory there was in the base now, and no one could remember the daily update. He returned to the makeshift office that had been prepared for him at the wood base, opened his notebook, clicked on the inventory item, and entered the highest level of password. Everything in this estuary base opened its arms to him.

Machinery, equipment, energy, electronics, metal materials, etc., he didn't look at them all, and directly opened the food special. In the subdirectory, he clicked on the fish. Well, hundreds of tons of dried fish, marinated fish, and chilled fish.

Then he clicked on the grain, and there was a telegram from the city of Geranza, saying that the rice was open for eating, and that they all liked to eat the Dutch collection, and thought that this green food was more rice-friendly, and that they would no longer bring polished rice.

The Zichuan, which had returned from time to time, also brought them brown rice, which had only been lightly processed on the side of the city of Geranza. After Song Shida tasted it, he nodded, the rice really reminded him of the taste of rice when he was a child.

He didn't look at the sub-catalog of flour, cooking oil and seasonings and exited directly, entered the daily necessities, clicked on the salt, and the salt became ten tons, and the remarks said that three tons were sent yesterday, but they were all large grains of salt, which were the products of this era, and should not be as good as the washed salt of later generations. Song Shida didn't care about this, he just thought that with these things, he could exchange any goods with those natives.

At this time, his walkie-talkie rang again, and the boat was a kilometer closer to the trestle, and noticed the change here, as if he was a little flustered.

Song Shida said: "Don't alarm them, we go on the boat to meet them, and the guests come to visit at home, how can we not take the initiative to greet them?" ”

Thanks to the generous tips of the four book friends Da Yezhongye, Meloz, gslzzcz, Speechless Watching, and lifeizi2, I believe we will go far together.

I hope to get a big reward from other book friends. Don't run naked.