"It's almost the same. Unfortunately, Mentini is not here. If you don't give him a can of sugar, please see if you can change the land for us and build a Cape Town city. Alas, it's been several years in a flash. Cape Town has almost become a small city, and it's basically all the credits of those black slaves. Do you think of us as good people or bad people?" Hong Tao couldn't help but feel some emotion when he thought of the scene when Mentini used sugar and knives to fool the black tribe. No one can communicate these feelings in normal times, so it's okay to talk to Carl, which is also a kind of spiritual adjustment.

"I think they should be considered good people. They couldn't even eat enough to wear clothes back then. After we came, we didn't slaughter them, let alone rob them of things. They had nothing to rob them! Could it be that they were all full of food, but they were bad people?" Hong Tao's question sounded quite easy, but after thinking about it carefully, it was quite difficult. Carl almost rubbed his beard into a mess. The more he said it, the more he became more and more uncertain, and he finally turned into a question and threw the question to Hong Tao.

"But that's their home. We are outsiders. Has anyone asked them if they are happy with this change?" Hong Tao actually understood the answer to this question very well, but he wanted to talk to Carl.

"Do you need to ask? Didn't you say that the places you can see on the mast are your own territory? I see that you have changed over the years." Carl was not as complicated as Hong Tao thought, and he used the bull that Hong Tao had bragged back then to question Hong Tao.

"Where has changed? Is it old?" Hong Tao also reached out and touched his chin, but unfortunately he had no beard. He has never been used to raising beards. Every time he grows less than a centimeter, he can't help shaving it. Even if he often scratches his chin because of shaving, he is unwilling to keep it. He is prone to make soup, especially fried noodles when eating.

"It's become, how to say it is too long-winded? It's not nagging? It's not that it's not as good as when I drove a whaling ship to catch slaves!" Carl's Chinese level has always been at the dialogue level, and he doesn't like the kind of people he doesn't like. So to describe it in just a few, many times he can't express his original intention accurately, so you have to guess.

"Is it complicated? I've thought too much." Hong Tao guessed a possibility according to Carl's habit.

"Yes. It's like Chinese. There are always words that can't be learned. There are many kinds of explanations for one thing, which is too complicated!" Carl was very satisfied with Hong Tao's guess. They used to play this kind of game. Hong Tao had to guess the exact meaning of what he said, and sometimes he had to guess what Hong Tao said. Over time, the two of them got to know each other more deeply.

"This is inevitable. Your cousin was not as complicated as it is now when he was young. His feeling of being a king and becoming an emperor must be different. In fact, I don't want to be an emperor. I don't even want to help the Song Dynasty war, build two ships, take you, the mooring dragon, the small fish and shrimp, and those hanjian sailors, just walk along the coastline. If you feel comfortable, stay for two more years. If you don't like it, just slap your butt and leave. The world is so big, where isn't it? But people are often so contradictory when they live. The more you don't want to do, the more you have to do, and sometimes you have to work hard. The more you want to do things, you often can't do things in your life, and the farther away you get." The sea surface is at sunset, and the sunset shines on the waves, like a broken bronze mirror. There are dazzling golden light everywhere. The white sails of the Golden River have all turned into gold foil and can move. When the wind blows, they roll up layer by layer. It's very psychedelic.

"You are the strangest person I have ever seen since I was a child. I have seen many nobles, dukes, even kings and emperors. When I grew up, I have seen the cardinals and the pope himself. Later I was captured and saw the Saracens' leader. They were not as strange as you. You are like those whales. You always have your own direction, but others don't know where they are going to swim. They will be tired and will rest on the sea, but after they recover their strength, they will continue swimming, and they will never stop." Hong Tao became deep, and Carl also became deeper, and his words were still a little philosophical.

"According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, you have the intention of regicide, you are ruthless and want to behead your head! What's wrong with comparing me to? You have to be a whale. There must be a hundred whales that die in your hands, right? It seems that you want to kill me a hundred times! Swan, you are the captain, you said you have committed such a serious crime at supper time, how should you punish me?" Hong Tao seemed to be playing with face change. He was half tilted his face a second ago, and after a second, he grinned and started to smirk. He didn't want others to see through him. With this shell, he would feel safer, otherwise he would even sleep would be a problem.

"Why do you want to get it?" Hong Tao asked the wrong person. Even though he gave a clear hint, Swan, the head of a cavalry, still could not understand the emperor's meaning.

"BBQ kebab" Seeing that Hong Tao's triangular eyes were about to glar. The helmsman was afraid that Swan would suffer such a shadowless punishment, so he stood behind Hong Tao and gestured and reminded Swan.

"Don't be too embarrassed if you have it, don't be too embarrassed for honest people. I just cook. I won't be able to make you go! You are smart, find someone to help me fish for you. If you can't catch the fish the emperor likes to eat, you will be punished!" Too much talk has always been a bad habit. Carl doesn't want to be difficult for Swan, but he doesn't want to let go of this too smart helmsman.

"I like to eat grilled squid." Hong Tao doesn't like people who talk too much. Although this helmsman doesn't hate it, it's not unnecessary to teach him some lessons. It usually takes late at night to catch squid in the sea. If you can catch it at dusk, you'd be lucky.

Eat barbecue and sing, and ride a big boat full of wind. No matter how hard or wasteful it is, you will be sailing to the other side of your ideal life. What else can you ask for if you have this time!

Of course, this is just an ideal imagination. In reality, the North Atlantic Northeast trade wind belt is still very cruel in winter. You have to wear thick leather jackets and rain ponchos on the deck. The waves hit the hull, and you can cross the side of the ship more than ten meters high, wash the deck from beginning to end, and everyone is a chicken. The sail drivers are even more miserable. Not only do they have to endure the strong wind, but they also have to be baptized by the water mist broken by the bow of the ship from time to time. Moreover, they have no place to hide, so they must always pay attention to their feet and hands. If one cannot step on it, they will be thrown out of the mast of ten-story high. In this sea situation, the chance of rescue is almost zero, and if they fall into the sea, they will be unable to see anything.

The huge body of the Jinhe River is at most a fallen leaf in the sea. It is blown by the strong northeast wind and runs west day and night, every minute, every second, every moment, no matter day and night. If it is a new sailor, you will feel very desperate at this time, and you can't even sleep. You always feel that the ship will sink the next moment. But after experiencing once or twice, you will get used to it. When the wind is calm, everyone will be depressed and unable to lift their heads. The bigger the wind and waves, the more energetic it becomes. After two hours of hard work, I am tired like my grandson, eat enough to sleep, and I don't think about anything after lying down, as if it has nothing to do with myself whether the ship is sinking or not. This is the life of sailors in the age of sailing sailing. Every time I go to sea, it is a challenge to death, and at the same time makes myself stronger and braver.

This kind of life took sixteen days, and the wind and waves suddenly became smaller. A group of pilot whales appeared at the bow. The sailors began to take out their clothes and bedding from the cabin and hung them all on the horizontal wing to dry. The whole ship instantly turned into flowers, like a bush full of fruits floating on the sea.

Hong Tao, who received the report from the sailor, was playing with the gunners on the artillery deck. In the past half month, he successfully added thousands of gold coins to the royal property. The entire ship's sailors basically won all the wages in the second half of the year. The biggest losers were Swan and Carl. They both didn't have to get their wages for several years.

Of course, gambling is prohibited on ships, and this rule was passed down from the era of European sailing. Gambling is not allowed on warships and merchant ships. Even gambling on pirate ships is a serious crime. If it is not possible, the captain will throw it to a deserted island to fend for itself. The scenes of pirates fighting, gambling, and even killing people on ships in later movies and TV are all fabricated. The rules on pirate ships are even stricter than the Royal Fleet, otherwise they will not be able to survive.

"Swan, adjust the course to 19o and add a lookout hand. There may be many islands ahead, far away from them. Many of the islands here are underwater. If they hit, we will not go." During this long voyage, Hong Tao acted as a navigator. All the route data were measured by him personally. It was not that he was worried about others, but that he did not want others to know the route data here. After watching the sun with a sextant, he knew that the Golden River had arrived at the sea area of ​​76 degrees north latitude and longitude west. According to the latitude and longitude of New York, the Florida Peninsula and the Bahamas not far ahead should be the Florida Peninsula and the Bahamas. There were many large sailboats that hit reefs in this sea area in history. Part of it was because of the impermanent tropical storm of the Devil's Triangle, and part of it was careless and hit those damn coral reefs.

"We're here?" As an old navy, Carl's nose was very sensitive, and he seemed to smell the 6th floor.

"Not yet, this is a large island. I heard it is very dangerous. We have to crawl through them." Hong Tao held up his telescope and looked around. It seemed that there was no sign of an island yet, and the sea water had not turned into the unique blue-green nature of the Caribbean Sea. It was probably not yet entered the shallow sea area.

"I'll be the lookout hand" Carl couldn't help but feel excited. Although he hadn't arrived yet, the closer he got, the more excited he was. He didn't want to wait on the deck, and wanted to be the first person to appear in the new Big 6. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!