The gasoline on the Anaya ship was to be handed over to a merchant named Kabakacha, who according to the aesthetic standards of the Chinese, was a complete negative character, not only with a pointed beak and monkey cheeks, but also with a face of horizontal flesh, basically not smiling, looking at everyone was vicious.

When Anaya took Hong Tao and them out of the dock in Kabakacha, he told them that this unassuming guy was the largest contractor in Barcelus, and his brother-in-law was the largest contractor in Manaus, and as for what big work they had contracted, they didn't, they only monopolized nearly two-thirds of the tropical fish fishing and export channels.

Due to its geographical location, the small city of Barcelus has basically no industry and commerce, and can only meet the daily needs of the local residents. The biggest source of income here is tropical fishing, and the vast majority of the city is made up of fishermen, with only a very small number of citizens working in the government.

In the rainforests of the upper reaches of the Negro River, there are many tropical fish such as the Pauline lantern (traffic light), red-headed scissors, red eye gold thread, swallowtail chessboard, red pearl short snapper, narrow-mouthed pencil, red and blue pencil, pink pencil and so on.

But with the rise of the industry, businessmen like Kabakacha and his brother-in-law used their export channels and economic power to start with these fishermen, and gradually controlled the fishermen by granting them short-term loans and then using tropical fish to offset their accounts.

According to Anaya, more than 50 percent of the fishermen in Barcelos have borrowed money from Mr. Kabakacha to buy new nets, gasoline and other fishing equipment, and most of them have not been able to repay their arrears in time, thus becoming professional tropical fish fishermen under the umbrella of Kabakacha. Every year when the fishing season comes, I have to borrow money from Kabakacha to buy gasoline, and then go fishing for tropical fish, and then use these tropical fish to offset the account, and in the end, I don't make any money, I have to borrow, and it is more and more difficult to turn over.

Here Hong Tao must complain, although far away in Asia and South America, but the price of oil in Brazil and the price of oil in China seem to correspond. The price is about the same, Brazil is a little more expensive, gasoline is 2.2 reais, about 8 yuan or so, ranking first among all Latin American countries.

This price is still in a big city like Rio de Janeiro, and after it is transported to Manaus, which is difficult to transport, it rises to 3 reais a liter, and in Barcelus, it rises again to 3.3 reais a liter. In the face of such high oil prices. Fishermen here have high fishing costs, often toiling for a dry season, not only not making money, but also owing a lot of money for gasoline.

To understand the lives of these fishermen. It is not possible to be on shore alone, because they do not live on shore, and most of the fishermen do not have houses on the shore, but live on their boats. It's home when you go there, and you only come back to Barcelus when you're selling fish or supplies. They don't go to a big city like Manaus a few times in their lives, and as for Rio or São Paulo, they probably have only heard of it, and they probably don't even know how to go there.

Hong Tao and the four of them could not live in the fisherman's boat, but Anaya did another way, through the Kabakaccha, he found a fisherman who was about to sail, and then at the cost of 100 reais, he got the permission of the family to follow their fishing boat and fish with them.

It's not that the family is easy to talk and is willing to let a group of tourists disturb their fishing process, but the 100 reais is about three days' income for them, and Hong Tao They will only disturb them for two days, so they still earn at least 1 day.

The fishermen were a couple with three children, the eldest boy was 12 years old, the younger boy was still nursing, and in the middle was a little girl, about 7 or 8 years old. The family lived in the cabin of the boat, cooked on a small charcoal stove, slept in a hammock, and there was a curtain in the corner of the cabin, and in the curtain was a bidet toilet.

"Alas, we should put a sign on them: To be rich! Have fewer children and build more roads! After seeing all the belongings of the family, the fat man said a wise saying, and then hurriedly walked out of the cabin, the smell here was too bad.

I don't know if Lu Dao is afraid of Hong Tao and they regret it, and they want to go back with 100 reais, the family is going to set off at 4 o'clock in the morning, and there are stars in the sky at this time, although it is not as dark as at night, but nothing can be seen from 50 meters away.

"You tell them that if you leave at half past six, I'll pay 20 reais more!" Hong Tao could be regarded as catching up with the opportunity to become a rich man, lying in the hammock without even opening his eyes, he took out two crumpled bills from the pocket of his clothes and stuffed them into Anaya.

Sure enough, the boatmen don't toss anymore, anyway, they have already got a week's money, and it's better not to sail all day, so that they can save money on gasoline.

At about 7 o'clock in the morning, the two boats finally set off one after the other, in front of which was the small broken boat of the fisherman's family, and there were two canoes with two pointed ends tied to the stern, and the two children of their family climbed on the stern, curiously looking at the big money who were said to be from far away China.

"You'd better tie up the cuffs of your trousers and put your hats on, and we'll be in the real rainforest in a while, and there's a little bug in there, and if you let it bite your skin, it's very, very itchy. In addition, don't talk loudly, don't touch anything strange when you see it, and ask me first if you don't understand something. While driving the boat, Anaya gave Hong Tao and the others a rainforest safety lesson, which made Hong Tao and the others extremely nervous, and regardless of whether it was effective or not, they wiped the insect anti-insect ointment they brought.

The two boats went upstream, drove for more than 2 hours, turned into a relatively narrow tributary, drove for more than half an hour, and turned into a narrower stream again, and so on, after turning 5 or 6 times, the flood waves were already unclear, the water depth of the river was getting shallower and shallower, and you could see the trees lying at the bottom of the water when you stood on the boat.

"Why did you stop the ship? Got to the place? After driving for a while, Hong Tao saw that the boat in front of him had slowly stopped, and the boat boss and his son had walked to the stern with a large net and two buckets, and were untying the canoe at the stern.

"The water in front of us is not deep enough, the big boat will not pass, we will change to a small boat, let's go to the speedboat, bring all your belongings with you, remember what I just said, the rainforest is full of dangers to strangers." Anaya repeated what she had just said, and then jumped out of the boat and landed on the stern speedboat.

As when they came, the father and son rowed their canoes in front, and Anaya followed at a low speed in the speedboat, continuing to sail upstream of the river. The river here is not so much a river as a forest flooded by the river, and in most places you can't see where the river bank is, and the depth is more than 1 meter, and the shallow place is less than half a meter.

The canoe of the father and son showed its advantage of being small and nimble, while the speedboat of Anaya was a bit of a struggle, and many times had to lift the propeller at the stern to prevent the propeller from being injured by the hard objects underwater. After walking forward for more than ten minutes, the water became shallower and shallower, and more and more tree trunks were submerged under the water, and the engine was directly useless, so Hong Tao had to pick up the oars and row forward with Anaya.

The two boats slowly descended into the rainforest, and although the sun was officially scorching outside, the inside of the rainforest was always cloudy, wet and damp, and from time to time water droplets fell overhead, like a light rain. Some of these droplets are condensed water vapor from leaves, while others are the excrement of insects, birds, and animals on the trees, so it's no wonder that Anaya told everyone to wear hats.

"Look at the kid in front of you, is he catching a snake?" Fat Man Bu sat at the bow of the boat, his vision was relatively wide, and he pointed to the canoe in front of him and asked Anaya.

Hong Tao looked in the direction of the fat man's point, and saw the little boy sitting in front of the canoe throwing a long thing into the distance with his oars.

Although Hong Tao didn't see what that thing looked like, he was afraid that no other animal could swim in that posture except for a snake. And the little boy caught the snake right above his head, and there were branches in the air that blocked the view from a short distance away, and he had to push them away with an oar or something.

"It's okay, those snakes can't hurt you, they will help us clean it up." Anaya didn't care.

"Lao Hong, let me help you row, I'm afraid of those slippery things, let alone catching them, I will be soft when I see them." Fat Zibu was really scared this time, and he didn't care whether Hong Tao agreed or not, he hid directly in the back of the speedboat and didn't go back.

"Don't worry, change slowly, change slowly, if you overturn the boat, we all have to feed the snake!" The speedboat let the fat man cloth toss like this, and the bow of the boat immediately cocked, and Hong Tao hurriedly came to the bow of the runway to be used as a ballast stone.

"Hand me the harpoon, and I'll pick the leaves for you." Although Hong Tao is not afraid of snakes, he does not use his hands or face to make close contact with these branches and leaves, but fortunately there is a sharp harpoon in the cabin, which can be used to remove these branches.

The water is getting shallower and shallower, and now the oars of the rowing boat are almost not paddling the water, but pestle the bottom of the water, and it is estimated that it is time to row to the upper reaches of this tributary. A clear stream? Or a spring? (To be continued......)

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