After a day and night of emergency sailing, the downwind boat and the help of the whale beauty, the modified starting point rushed to the offshore of Black Gem Island at five times the speed.

In the morning of the South China Sea, the east has just revealed a faint light, and the milky white mist floats on the sea surface between the islands and reefs, hazy and dreamy like a fairyland.

The so-called plan of the day lies in the morning, this is the most beautiful time of the day, the trumpet of the captain comes from afar, the industrious fisherman sways, and the boats float by, looming in a thick fog, like a beautiful and mysterious painting boat.

The sky is a little cloudy, it is the sun rising hidden behind the drowsy curtain, the temperature rises, but the fog is completely dispersed, the bustle of the dock is gradually reaching the hottest time, the boat is separated from the starting point, the whale beauty is hidden under it, the blue giant palm shines, I don't see how to shake, but the speed is very fast to intervene, and the eyes under the hats of other ships are sideways.

After passing through the water, where there were relatively few boats, the speed slowly slowed down as they approached the trestle, and the merchant with a hood came ashore first, followed by a handsome young man with a short sword hanging from his waist and two guards, who leaped ashore, folded their broad linen robes to cover their swords and crossbows, and hurried behind.

Along the way, there are countless noisy hawkers, lively shouting, the road in front of the crowd is rushing to buy the catch ashore, on the other side of the people are in the disaster relief, the soup is thin can shine the shadow of people, the acceptance is some old people and children, there are dishes on the face, the look is sad, there is no order at all, the body is straight, the arms are stretched out, everyone is crowded together, blocking the way, passers-by are like falling into the mire and it is difficult to move forward.

Cutting through the crowd to the dilapidated grain store, Nahor took off his hood and waved in greeting, indicating that he was an acquaintance.

The shopkeeper walked out, and she was a middle-aged woman with a fat body and a meaty face.

"You're back pretty fast. ”

"Business opportunities are hard to find, since you have caught them, of course take the opportunity to make more money. ”

"There are not many opportunities to make war money, you profiteer...... Where's the goods?"

"On the big ship, there were eight thousand people with dried fish and grain. ”

"Eight thousand!" the middle-aged woman's eyes widened.

"A big ship, a big ......deal, a big business," Nahor said awkwardly, "Brother has invested a lot of money to fight for this." Don't want the king and queen, this time I brought a lot of food, and when we go back, we plan to exchange them all for black gems and make another handful. ”

"All the black gems belong to the lord......"

"Isn't the lord about to change, even if he doesn't change, this time ...... A little more active is also a great opportunity to make a fortune...... Think of a way, you have a lot of benefits for this old friend, maybe this once in your life...... a silver coin is stuffed into the palm of your hand.

The middle-aged woman hesitated, clenched her five fingers into her "old friend", and her hand was retracted into her sleeve.

As they spoke, Alvin looked around the dock.

Black Gem Island is a large island with more than 10,000 inhabitants, and a small and inconspicuous pier is more lively and noisy than Salted Fish Town, probably because there is a war, and there are not many young people on the streets, mainly fishermen and the like, they are the only source of food on the island, and they also need to eat during the war, and they are busier and more tired than usual.

The other group are beggars and refugees, who have fled in groups one after another from the road that stretches into the island of Lu.

It seems that this situation has been going on for some time, although the lord's men and horses have been withdrawn, but the patrol officers who temporarily maintain law and order naturally find them, and the young and strong people who are unharmed are basically persuaded to take them away, and it seems that they have been arrested or deceived to sell their lives.

A few of the patrol guys walked towards Alvin and the four strangers, and the shopkeeper leaned over and whispered to them for a while, before the few men looked at them and hesitated to retreat.

Although the island is not blocked, it is also very well guarded, and the patrols with spears on their shoulders walk around more frequently, occasionally stopping to interrogate a few people, and the atmosphere is slightly tense.

Everything is in good order.

Based on the circumstances, it can be inferred that the rebellious islanders are in control of the situation, and the lord's side is likely to be in a bad situation.

To say that the black gem island produces black gems, the selection of primitive, polishing and processing, to the lord tribute gems is the basis of making a living, find a gem of similar quality, basically can meet the family's expenses for more than a month, if you are lucky, find a superb quality, you can get rid of poverty and become rich.

Moreover, there are tens of thousands of hectares of fertile soil on the island, and there is more than enough food to sufficien, but a typhoon blew away most of the crops in the fields, and the rest were soaked in water and sprouted.

It is not uncommon for the southern islands to encounter typhoons, they are all old dramas, and the lords are administering the government for disaster relief, and many clans with this kind of experience are hoarding and living strangely.

As a result, food prices skyrocketed.

After that, the lord came forward, and everyone fought openly and secretly, or traded privately, nothing more than one party made less money, and one side made more money, compromised a price, and survived to survive the disaster.

Although the results have twists and turns, the process is always similar, but this time is different.

Viscount Chris is a man of considerable brains, who has always bought and hoarded food cheaply.

This approach was quite prescient, and if it was used to deal with the needs of disasters, it would have the meaning of strategic grain reserves, but when the catastrophe came, the lord who controlled the lifeblood of everyone's life became greedy, and his original intention changed greatly, not only did he refuse to open a warehouse to release grain, but he wanted to double the outrageous price and squeeze more oil and water from the victims.

This time it directly killed the islanders.

When people get to the point where they don't have money and have a life, the only choice is to work hard.

The lord who was smart for a while did not expect that things would be reversed, and the extortion was too cruel to provoke a popular uprising, and the power of the kung fu lord was wiped out in a few days, and the viscount could only lead his men and horses back to the Black Gem City, relying on the high walls of the city to defend it, leaving a place of chicken feathers outside the city.

The child ran, bumped into Alwin, and after passing by, his legs and feet stepped out, but his body suddenly fell, fell backwards, and stopped, and Alvin was pulled to take a step forward.

The child held the sword that had been hanging from Alwin's waist in one hand, and the belt at the other end was in Alwin's hand.

Bucklay lifted his robe at the same time, one sword in one hand and a crossbow arrow raised.

The next moment, the boy saw that he couldn't do it, glared at them fiercely, turned and ran.

The two knights were about to catch up, but Alvin shouted, "It's just a thief, forget it." In a moment, the little boy fled around the corner and disappeared.

The middle-aged woman's gaze revisited several people, and her gaze lingered on the sword and crossbow for a moment, "They are ......"

"Bodyguards. Nahor said.

The middle-aged woman pondered: "It seems that you are not weak, when you passed the crowd just now, you were on a rampage like an elephant, and you couldn't stop you at all." ”

Nahor said: "It's all old and weak women and children...... The middle-aged woman frowned, and Nahor quickly changed her words, "Of course, they are all masters, and they spend a lot of money to invite, and you also know that you are not peaceful here." ”

"It's not peaceful, it's not robbers, they're rebels, fighting for a way out...... You're not aristocrats......" The middle-aged woman glared at Nahor dissatisfied, her face shaking, and finally did not continue to dwell on the issue.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rapid sound of chaos came from the direction of the street, and everyone turned their heads to look that way, but the distance was still far away, and the crowd did not completely expose the street, so naturally they could not see the real scene, nor could they understand what was noisy.

Then, a large number of people appeared, and the sound of footsteps, curses and shouts began to grow louder.

A middle-aged man in the middle of the crowd was covered in mud and vegetable leaves, the tattered robe under the dirt was of luxurious texture, and his bruised, injured and bleeding face should not have experienced much wind and sun, and he should have been a pampered person.

"That's a noble ......," it was nearly noon, the sun was shining, and in broad daylight, Alwin heard the middle-aged woman mutter, "It used to be a ferocious tiger that eats people, but now it is a mouse that everyone shouts and beats." ”