Chapter 2: Riverside Boatmen
Dushui City is extremely prosperous, because a Jinjiang River leads directly to Jinsha Country. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
As an important partner country of the south, Jinsha country's water trade basically depends on the capital water city, so it has also become a complex and prosperous big city, and of course, it is also one of the important military deployment places in the south.
Whenever the morning star in the sky has not yet set, and the morning sun has not yet risen, the pier by the river has already sounded a burst of fierce and rapid trumpets, and the boats coming from afar have broken through the invisible horizon, dimly like the faint starlight that has just been obscured by the mist, and it is impossible to see through.
This is the busiest time for the boatmen and the porters, who need to pull the huge ships that are about to dock to the shore before the sun rises, and then the shipwrights will unload the goods and then move them from the dock to the warehouse one by one.
The turquoise river quietly slapped the stone bricks and wooden stakes of the port, countless sturdy men **** their upper bodies, wearing burlap trousers, and the straw sandals under their feet stepped smoothly on each stone brick, sweat soaked their thick arms and flowed down the backbone of their backs, dripping into the cracks of the stone bricks, and flowing into the rolling river.
A young man with messy but not greasy hair squatted by the side of the boat, a pair of tattered straw sandals as if they had just been picked up from a garbage heap, a new string of rope wrapped around the worn-out soles of them, which looked a little undescript, and the messy holes in the dirty trousers were as wanton as his hair.
The most striking thing is the bag after bag of heap on his back, stacked like a "hill", the shipwright will stand outside the hatch, throw the sack from it, and smash it heavily on the young man's back, and when it falls on the sack pile, it will smash a heavy dust, but the young man standing under the "hill" will not even snort.
"River, do you want a bag?" shouted the boatman on it, carrying the sack, at him.
Jiang He lifted his head, which had been pressed out of sight, and then waved his hand, he bent over, one hand holding the sack on his back, and then walked towards the dock step by step on straw sandals.
The nearby boatmen were already a little numb to this scene, and it was not strange to look at the moving "hill", three days ago there was a dumb man on the dock, that is, the river. Originally, the shipwrights around him saw that he was young and emaciated, and they did not want him to participate in this hard manual work. Who knew that this dumb man grabbed three sacks as soon as he grabbed them, and then raised his hand and threw them three feet high, and his appearance without pressure completely convinced this group of rough men who were as strong as oxen.
Carrying two sacks of goods for three pennies. According to the speed and physical strength of a normal person, being able to carry twenty or thirty bags a day is already a level that can only be reached by a strong young man, and Jiang He can carry about ten sacks only once, and the day he first came to the dock caused quite a stir, how many boatmen did not work and came to see this new "Hercules".
"Bang!"
Jiang He threw the last bag of goods on the edge of the warehouse, a puff of dust was smashed and flew up, Jiang He picked up the towel on his shoulder and wiped his sweat, the sweat soaked a few hairs and stuck to his face.
The summer days in Eguchi were hot, and a gust of river wind blew through his already somewhat long hair, which was messy, but he didn't plan to trim it.
People in the south like to have long hair, both men and women.
The woman on the boat not far away beckoned him with the red ribbon in her hand and winked at him.
Jiang He smiled, shook his head, he took a long breath of hot air, picked up the scoop hanging on the wall, and took a bowl of water in the drinking tank next to the wall, and took a long sip. It was a little cold, and he washed his hot neck and face with the rest of the water, and the drops of water flowed down his neck to his chest, outlining well-proportioned but not obtrusive curves.
The whistle by the river seemed to sound a little more.
After counting the goods, the foreman came with the ledger.
"Well, eighty-six bags today, forty-three dollars. ”
Jiang He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to take it, counted it, and then stuffed it into his arms.
On the first day Jiang He woke up from the beggar's nest, he found that his physique was much stronger than ordinary people in this world, all because of the credit of genetic modification, before he crossed into this world, his planet had a high technological civilization, and the genetic modification technology has become extremely mature, although a genetic potion that modifies the body is very expensive, but after becoming famous, Jiang He still bought a lot of genetic potions for himself to take, so he has the heroic feat of moving more than a dozen sacks in one go.
Not only physique, but also hearing and vision, in these aspects are different from ordinary people. The sound insulation effect of the southern buildings is not good, so Jiang He always has to be upset for a while when he walks past the colorful buildings by the river every night.
Jiang He rubbed a towel with cold water, wiped his sweat, and then put on his clothes and prepared to call it a day, when the foreman behind him patted him on the shoulder.
The foreman was a slightly chubby middle-aged man, without the bronze arms of the boatmen, only the face and the corners of his neck were a little red from the sun all the year round, and his thick arms and round face looked a little incongruous. He smiled at Jiang He, and the corners of his eyes were crowded.
"Little brother, I see that you are not an ordinary person, it is better to find something serious to do, why do you have to do some promising manual work like us all day long. ”
Jiang He smiled when he heard this, then nodded to the foreman to express his gratitude, and then turned around and walked towards the city with his clothes.
The foreman stood in place and looked at the river in the distance, shook his head and sighed: "At a young age, it's a pity that he's a dumb person... ”
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Jiang He lives in a village outside the city, three miles away from Dushui City. With his current income, it is far from enough to live in the city, this village is not big, and there are not many households, but there is a wide road leading to Dushui City, so it is not remote.
The boatmen who worked together in these rooms shared a house, and when they saw that Jiang He was young but capable, they invited him to live together, and they paid 100 yuan a month.
It's time to eat, and the smoke slowly floats from the stove room, but because the chimney behind the stove house is not very accessible, the smoke often floats all over the house.
Jiang He sat at the table, holding a steamed bun in his hand, and in front of him was a bowl of freshly heated leftovers, which were just some simple vegetarian stir-fried vegetables and a few slices of fatty meat, which were left over from his noon. The old foreman, who was sitting outside the courtyard, saw the poor food in his bowl and shouted to him, "Dumb, come and eat together." ”
Jiang He waved his hand, but the old foreman had already come over and brought the vegetable bowl in front of him, and Jiang He had no choice but to sit down. Those boatmen who knew the river put a bowl in front of the river, and poured a big bowl of wine without Jiang He's refusal.
"Dumb, you eat so much every day when you're so tired?"
"How did you grow so strong, and what did you eat to grow up?"
The surrounding boatmen all asked Jiang He with interest, and Jiang He smiled and did not answer.
The dish was served, just a simple stir-fry, and two plates of white meat and some oil residue. These poor men who work hard all day long don't have any good food to eat, they just want to be full.
Jiang He lifted the chopsticks, took a piece of meat, and chewed it in his mouth, the taste was not very good, but he chewed it seriously. Smoke drifted from the grass hut to the yard, and then from the tip of the river's nose, and the fog shrouded this quiet little courtyard.