Chapter 50

When Ling Qingyu woke up in the morning, he was sore and soft all over. He was just about to move, but he touched his face.

Ling Qingyu turned his head, and the sun came in through the window. The man next to him had a halo on his face, which looked more beautiful and moving. His sleeping face with his eyes closed was not as cold as before, and the lines were soft, with a happy smile on his mouth.

For a moment, Ling Qingyu felt that his happiness was full of his chest, and his heart that had been wandering since he arrived in this world seemed to be fulfilled. Here is a person who treats himself wholeheartedly. This feeling makes her feel that the world has substance. She lives here exactly and truly, with this young body and a heart that seems to be young again.

Yang Zhao's long eyelashes blinked, opened, and then smiled brightly at Ling Qingyu.

Ling Qingyu's old face didn't feel red until he found himself sleeping on his arm, close to his chest, and hurriedly sat up. The thin quilt on his body slipped down, and two naked bodies appeared. Ling Qingyu saw Yang Zhao's traces, scratches, bites, kisses, my God! Ling Qingyu felt that her neck was hot enough to fry eggs.

"Hehe," Yang Zhao chuckled, pulled her down, brushed her lips gently, and smiled, "I like it, very much."

Bang bang, with the knock on the door, Yan San's cool voice sounded outside the door: "the head, everyone is waiting in the lobby."

"Wait a minute!" Ling Qingyu blushed to the limit, but she didn't blush. She had a broken state of mind and shouted, "we'll discuss the matter in an hour!"

In other words, Ling Qingyu quickly climbed out of bed, put on his clothes, opened the door to a line, and saw that there was no one outside the small yard where she lived. There was a basin of hot water on the doorstep, so he quickly brought the water in, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Yang Zhao also got up, saw a set of men's clothes on the chair beside the bed, and frowned. Looking out, the bucket there had been cleaned up, and slowly put on his clothes. Yang Zhao said that the world's number one killer or something was the most annoying!

Ling Qingyu and Yang Zhao walked into the lobby one after another. Ling Qingyu thought he would face all kinds of strange eyes. Who knows that none of the people inside showed strangeness, but Ding Dong chased Yang Zhao and asked him who won the competition with Yan San early in the morning.

"Don't you want to lose when competing with Yan San?" Yan Qi is sitting on the windowsill. This big house is built on the top of the mountain. The scenery from the windowsill is really good.

"OK, OK, let's check the recent progress!" Ling Qingyu coughed twice and said.

The ports and Jiaozhi of the Philippines in Sanyu Mayi were completely destroyed in last year's disaster, and they have not been rebuilt. Now none of the goods of the Aeolus has been sold, and it is estimated that Luo Yue sanfoqi is not as good as that.

Fengshen island is rich in goods. They found another coal mine in Huangjing and Zhoutan, and simply built a smelter. It is not only refining gold to make iron, but also forging a box full of copper coins. The quality and appearance are exactly the same as those of Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, Huang Jing was idle and bored, and built several boats, which could accommodate hundreds of people.

Speaking of later, Huang Jing and Zhou Tan took out a large box as a treasure offering. When they opened it, they found that there were layers of pavilions, which were full of jewelry, all kinds of gold, gemstones, amber, wax, ebony, fragrant wood, hairpins, bracelets, necklace, earrings, tassels, and so on. There were so many styles that people couldn't catch their eyes.

That woman doesn't love jewelry? Rao is Ling Qingyu, who just pointed out the mountains and rivers with great momentum. Seeing this box full of treasures, he jumped at it with a scream, and his saliva almost fell down.

"We missed the birthday of the head of the family. These are our intentions." Huang Jing and Zhou Tan laughed. These materials are originally used by Ling Qingyu. They only work out of hours. Being able to make them at will is the happiest thing for them.

Ah? birthday? Ling Qingyu was at a loss for a moment, and then remembered that he had forgotten again.

After excitement, continue to count. Those copper coins are good things outside the country. Southeast Asia and India like to use big week copper coins, and the ratio is ten times higher than that of big week. Now the cargo hold of Fengshen is full, and if you don't go out and order something, you can't put goods.

Uh huh, now that there are small boats, why don't you consider trading directly with aborigines?

Later called Mindanao, it was also called shayao at this time. Its southeast region is rich in minerals and gold deposits.

At this time, there is still a dense primeval forest growing here. Dozens of meters high trees cover the sky tightly, and all kinds of insects bite up at the seams in the jungle.

With a slap, Ling Qingyu slapped a huge mosquito to death on his arm. Although wearing tightly wrapped clothes, mosquitoes here can directly pierce clothes and bite in, which is really hateful! Well, I have to ask stonework to consider studying the practice of cooling oil.

"Wow la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.

Looking at Ling Qingyu's continuous nodding, he was affable and smiling, and from time to time he received two words "yes" and "OK". Yan San asked softly behind, "what did they say?"

auzw. "I don't know. I didn't understand a word." Ling Qingyu whispered with his side head, "get ready. It's estimated that you'll still have to fight."

You didn't understand a sentence and still behave so profound? Everyone standing behind her shook.

As he spoke, the aborigine laughed and showed Bai Sensen's teeth, and then slammed the bowl to the ground.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and made a clear sound. From the woods on both sides, from other thatched houses in the tribe's camp, many men with strange paint appeared.

"Wow, La, La, La, La, La, La," the aborigines pointed at them and screamed wildly, then flashed back.

"I understand this sentence," Ling Qingyu also stood up and said with a smile, "it means that you give me all your things, and your people will kill them all. Hey, really, why don't you appreciate being kind to you? People say so, and we can't refuse their kindness. Those who resist will be killed, and we will take away the things."

Before her voice fell, the aborigines had attacked with weapons.

Ye Xi and Yan Sanyi protected Ling Qingyu's side from left to right, while Yang Zhao shot with a long gun and drew blood marks with Yan Qi's long sword in the scorching sun.

The battle is one-sided. Not to mention Yang Zhao and his men who have been in the battlefield for a long time, even Song Yu's gang are kongfu and powerful, not to mention Yan Qi.

Less than a incense stick, those aborigines fell to the ground and surrendered. At first, the arrogant and powerful patriarch sitting on the stump also climbed on the ground, stretched his hands forward, and prayed for Ling Qingyu's forgiveness.

"Don't kill my father." A young woman rushed out of the hut and shouted to Ling Qingyu in unfamiliar Chinese.

"Do you know Chinese?" Lingqingyu asked.

"I worked in malalan." The young woman ran to the patriarch, knelt down and said, "my Lord, please forgive my father's rudeness. We are willing to do anything your Lord tells us."

Malalan, Ling Qingyu thought, is a small port in the southeast of shayao, which seems to have been destroyed in the great disaster.

Ling Qingyu picked up the young woman and said, "we didn't mean any harm. We just want to exchange some goods with you. Who knows that your father is opposite to us."

The woman turned to the patriarch and asked for a while. The patriarch bowed his head and answered. After going back and forth several times, the young woman blushed and said, "it's my father's fault. Please forgive my people."

"Dead?" Taking advantage of the young woman's communication with the patriarch, Ling Qingyu asked Yang Zhao. Seeing that Yang Zhao shook his head, he knew something in his heart. So he smiled at the young woman and said, "so, is it a misunderstanding? We don't need much, just some resin on the tree, the sand gold in the river, and some copper. If you can give it to us, I can also ask our doctor to treat you."

Hearing this, the young woman looked back and saw that all the people who fell to the ground in the camp were humming. Although they were all injured, none of them died. She was overjoyed and said, "thank you, sir."

The stone that has been hiding behind is accompanied by Yan Qi to treat, while Song Yu and his people are led by the young woman to their warehouse to get things.

The patriarch sat on the stump with his head down, looking up at the leisurely woman in front of him. She actually poured herself a drink and tasted it slowly.

Why did I come to trade with kindness and turn into robbery? Ling Qingyu was also puzzled. She looked at the men next to her and thought to herself, why don't I change my career? It's good to be a pirate. No business!

The things found were piled up in the middle of the camp. The young woman named Argonne walked up to Ling Qingyu and said, "Sir, we only have these now. If adults give us more time, we can go and get more gold."

"We are not robbers." Ling Qingyu stared at the pile of gold, swallowed his saliva, and said, "we're not here to rob you, we're here to exchange."

Argonne silently looked at the murderous men with weapons around her, bowed his head and said, "yes, sir, what you said is."

"Stonework! Come here." Ling Qingyu waved to Shi Fang, and then said to him, "pick some herbs they need here and give them, and then tell them some treatments for common diseases."

Argonne's eyes lit up. Their tribe lived in the jungle. Those silk and porcelain were of no use to them. Of course, those resins and gold were of little use. Only Chinese herbs and doctors were what they needed most here. The jungle is full of danger. Once you get sick, most of them can't be treated, and the mortality rate has been very high. When she went to malalan, she also wanted to learn some medical skills from the Dazhou people there, so as to treat her people.

Seeing Argonne's gratitude on his face, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but secretly thank Shi Fang for his stubbornness and insisted on bringing a large number of herbs produced in Dazhou. Well, you can consider giving him more dividends.