Chapter 231: Someone from the Head
Chapter 228 Someone from the head
No matter how good Wen Tiren and Yue Hesheng's vision is, they can't see every ship in the ocean in the distance. What they didn't know was that on one of the ships, the two people Wen Tiren had been expecting to be waiting for a long time were sitting on it.
They come from the northernmost part of North Korea and are the poorest and least valued by the North Korean royal family. Sometimes, they can't tell where they really belong.
This is called a hunter or savage who is a drag and does not know what he will encounter. It was the longest time he had spent away from the forests and snow he knew best, on the ocean, which he least liked.
It took thirty days to travel around the entire peninsula in a boat, and it took him thirty days to arrive at Kumajin Castle from the snow-capped Mt. Tousato.
Thirty days of sea travel and turbulent waves made this strong man like a black bear huddle in the cabin.
The incessant vomiting made his throat hot. But there is not much fresh water in his hand, and now the remaining water also has a thin red nematode, and he does not dislike it, and he does not dare to drink it in a big gulp, so he can only raise it and put it to his mouth and take a sip gently. Then he handed the kettle to his sister Heman.
"Ato," he still called his sister by her nickname.
"I don't know where it is? Didn't you say that you would be able to reach Kumazu Castle today? He felt that if he sat down any longer, he would die on this endless ocean.
He watched a little amusementously as he could kill a tiger with his bare hands on land, but now he looked like a worm like a slumbering brother. is also from the forest, but she has no problems at all, except for a little dizziness on the day she first got on the boat, the rest of the days, she is alive and kicking. He even learned from the boat boss how to fish, drop sail and other skills at sea.
She lifted the thin line from the deck little by little, and hung one after another small trash fish of various colors.
"Hold on, brother, the boat boss said that there is less than half a day left, and now it is too late, it is estimated that we will have to wait on the sea outside Xiongjin, and we will not be able to dock until the sun comes out tomorrow morning."
As he spoke, he skillfully plucked the small trash fish from the fishing line and threw it into the bucket at hand. Seeing that there were enough small fish in the bucket, she didn't want the remaining small fish, and threw them back into the sea.
Then, he took out a small dagger from his waist, went along the gills of the small fish, slashed to the tail, threw the internal organs into the sea, and soaked the cut small fish in the seawater in the barrel. Only then are the small fish placed on the washed and clean deck, and the bones are expertly removed, leaving only the large pieces of flesh.
In her hand was a steaming small crockpot of boiling hot white rice porridge. She threw the cleaned white fish directly into the porridge, and stirred it with long wooden chopsticks, and then closed the lid of the crockpot.
After washing his hands, he sat next to the small crockpot with his knees hugged, staring blankly at the pale blue flames beneath the crockpot.
"I don't know if Uncle Blacktooth is doing well on Mt. Paektu now. When we set off, there was not much salt left, and there was a little bit of food left. Who knew it would take so long to take the sea route. β
He sat up slowly, strangling the blue strip of cloth on his head. These days, his headache seems to be about to crack, and the tighter the strip of cloth on his head, it seems that the headache will lessen a little.
"Don't worry, weren't we doing well when we didn't have these things before? At first, I wondered why Old Black Tooth had to let you walk with me, but I didn't expect it to be thanks to you along the way. β
The night was not as long as they thought, and the day dawned quickly.
Or that the people of Xiongjin got up very early.
Just when the sea was still shrouded in ink, countless small boats had already begun to shuttle through the big boat. @η²Ύε\/Shuge No Mistake Start~~ Fit to tow them is a small boat, so there is no need to change the boat, but can directly enter the port and lean against the pier on the side of the fishing boat.
When the boat that fits and tows them was queuing, the boat that manages the dock sent the people who guided the dock over, and under his command, they successfully found their berth, and then went to the dock with the list to pay the diversion fee of 300 wen according to the rules. (This chapter is not finished!) )
Chapter 231: Someone from the Head
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After paying the money, the two of them were penniless and clean.
The two of them unloaded the wooden carts from the ship, assembled them, put three large barrels and five or six full sacks, mixed into the long queue to enter the city, and walked towards the city.
"Where did it come from?" In charge of the passage into the city were the black-clothed army under He Renlong. They are well paid but disciplined, so although they are not enthusiastic, they are not estimated to be difficult.
"Gyeongseong, North Korea."
The fit dragged the walk or swayed, as if drunk, so it could only fit the vine out and reply.
"If the goods are traded in the port area, they will be sent to the warehouse area as soon as possible. If you bring it into the main city to trade, you can pay the tax according to the price list above and leave. β
The soldiers of the Black-clothed Army now also have a few partners who train Korean soldiers in Gyeongseongfu, so when they heard that the other party was from Gyeongseongfu, and then looked at their fur-clad Orion's dress, their tone was much more polite.
"Official, we just have a few barrels of whale oil and a few sacks of deer antler velvet here. It was mainly a gift for a friend of Daming in Kumazu Castle. We don't sell it either, if it's taxed. β
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The key person said that it was a gift to Daming's friends, but this gift was too much and too valuable. If you pay taxes according to entering the main city, it is estimated that at least forty percent of the goods will be left.
"Wait a minute," ...... the sergeant was about to inquire about the officer on duty today.
"Hey...... That's not right! β
A fisherman who was full of wine and was less than the height of the table jumped out.
"We also had twenty-one barrels of fine whale oil yesterday, and you collected seven barrels as taxes for entering the city without saying a word. @η²Ύε\/Shuge*First update~~ But this sentence is a gift for a friend, so you can discuss it. Do you Ming people still have rules? β
"Yes!"
It just so happens that four or five Dongying whaling ships are also ready to enter the city to sell today, and no one else wants whale oil, only the Ming people like it the most, and their royal family is buying this thing in large quantities. Sixty or seventy short fishermen began to shout, and a few of them were about to rush forward with harpoons and short clubs.
Hey, the soldiers of the black-clothed army are not used to this problem.
Directly grabbed the bamboo pipe hanging on his chest and blew it, and a sharp whistle summoned a team of soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition. These fishermen still wanted to explain a thing or two, but they didn't expect that these soldiers were completely different from the gatekeepers who were pleasant just now, and they didn't wait for them to speak, and directly raised the rifles in their hands.
"Get on the ground!"
"Get on the ground!"
Then, a team of unscrupulous people in the city came in and carried the fishermen out in pairs. Everyone seemed to be surprised, and order quickly returned to the venue.
He Tuo was still looking at the shiny rifle in the hand of the Da Ming soldier with envy, but He Man was taken to his boss by the person who received her just now.
"Xiongjin allows everyone to bring in a batch of tax-free gifts every six months. If you're willing to use the spot, sign here and state the name of the recipient. β
"I can't write." He said a little embarrassedly.
"Then you say, I'll write it, and you just press your handprint."
"Kumazu Daiming represents Lord Wen Tiren."
The officer on duty shook his hand and almost wrote down a dot of ink. "I'm just asking more, huh? Who gave it to you? Or ......"
"......"
He Man took out a small iron sign from his brother's arms and sent it directly to the officer. As soon as he saw this thing, the officer simply put down his pen and directly covered the iron brand with his hand.
"It's done, where's the thing?"
He pointed to the wooden cart placed in the doorway.
"Come on, you come with me first. Didn't the person who gave you the iron brand tell you how to use it? "The officer on duty was a little puzzled, when did he not accept these mallets at night.
Chapter 231: Someone from the Head