Chapter 898: Four Years of Longevity, the Ocean-going Tang Ship
The North Asian coast in late autumn is full of chills. There are withered yellow trees on the shore and deep forests in the distance. The sky is gloomy and gray, and the sea is calm and gray. And a rare three-deck ocean-shading boat in the north
The boat was hanging all five sails and was docked at the mouth of the coast. This quiet Tang boat was silently facing the noisy Evenki camp not far away, showing a bit of coldness and loneliness.
"Frost has fallen on the field, and the reeds are cold. Far away from my hometown, I hold my sleeve tightly, but drift further north..."
The cold Haiku floated from the bow of the ocean boat, carrying a bit of inexplicable melancholy. However, the person who spoke such beautiful Haiku was a burly and strong monk. He wore a deerskin robe and a turban.
There are Buddhist beads around his neck. Looking at the long naginata on his back and the hideous and conspicuous scars on his face, he is more of a monk soldier than a monk.
"Haha! The sea in the north, the first time I came here, the first time I saw it, is really different from the Mingguo Sea in the south! I never thought that I, a general of the second family... would eventually convert to my Buddha... and come to this extreme
The cold North Sea…”
The strong monk soldier smiled with emotion, then walked towards the Tsukiyo-tou samurai at the bow of the ship and asked with a smile.
"Murakami-kun, have you reached an agreement with the leaders of the Ezo people? Regarding the important matters concerning the Jurchens..."
Hearing this, the captain of the Uyizaki family's ship, Murakami Kidomi, came back from his thoughts. He turned around, looked at the strong monk soldier with some fear, and said in a deep voice.
"Watanabe Shi, they are Shantar people, not Ezo people! I have left half of the deposit and have negotiated with the leaders of these Shantar people. They will trade with the Jurchen savage tribe in the southwest to exchange for a tall horse.
A big Jurchen horse is here, an uncastrated one... When we come back next year, we will pay the remaining deposit in one hand and the horse in the other!... Then, this horse will be dedicated to the owner of the family!"
Hearing Murakami Kitichi's address, Watanabe Masumi raised his eyebrows and his expression changed slightly. He called the other person "Kun", which is a respectful title, but the other party rudely called himself "Shi"...
"'Shi' is a low-level samurai who is subordinate to you... Murakami-kun, you want to emphasize to me that he is the leader of the ship! He also said that the Jurchen horse will be dedicated to the head of the Uyizaki family... Wow, such vigilance
With vigilance, this kind of hidden hostility, he is really a loyal warrior!..."
Thinking of this, Masumi Watanabe narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent flashed through his heart. Before he converted to Buddhism, when he encountered such a provocation, he would just cut it with a knife. But now, he was just silent for a moment, thinking of his Buddhist name...
"Crossing the other shore, true and pure... Watanabe... Masumi..."
Monk Soldier Watanabe whispered to himself, and then smiled needlessly. Of course he knew where Murakami's hostility came from. Because his presence on the ship meant that Morino Kiyoshi's party, or the Miao Court family, had officially intervened.
Come to this trade in the Far North!
In March of this year, the great businessman Morino Kiyoshi returned to Katsuyamakan as scheduled and brought back two pieces of cargo shipped to Takeda Nobuhiro, as well as a Chinese-style ship with more than 200 materials to cover the ocean. But he also represented the forces behind it, and for this
He made a deal and made a request. That is to let his people, not just the sailors on the ship, also join the trip to the Far North!
Takeda Nobhiro nodded in agreement. So Watanabe Masumi, a monk soldier, boarded the ship as the sailor group leader, navigator, and cargo appraiser. In other words, he had been on the ship since it set out from Kyoto and never got off.
At present, there are thirty people on the Zheyang Tang ship, half of them are the samurai, guides and apprentice sailors of the Oyizaki clan, and the other side are the monk soldiers, shipwrights and skilled sailors of Morino Kiyoshi. And the shipwrights and skilled sailors of Morino Kiyoshi are all
They are Koreans who speak Korean. They can hardly understand the words of the Oyizaki clan warriors, and only Watanabe Masumi can communicate and give orders. In fact, this is also a kind of operational balance. Takeda Nobuhiro acquiesced, but Murakami Yomichi has been
Some are angry in their hearts.
"Murakami-kun, it's already the end of October. Is this the end of this year's trade?"
After thinking for a moment, the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi raised a smile and asked again.
"We traded two shoulder-high mountain tartar horses, more than thirty bundles of top-quality deer and bear skins, eight white fox skins, five purple mink skins, and twenty top-grade mountain pelts.
Ginseng, two bundles of deer antlers, and no placer gold...right?"
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Hearing Watanabe's clear count, Murakami Yomichi pursed his lips and felt a little irritated. But he also knew that these goods would not be kept at home, but would be traded to merchants in Kyoto. So, at the moment,
The statistics are just a little ahead of time.
Half a year ago, he thought that he would be responsible for this trip to sea, commanding the whole ship, and full of heroic feelings of sacrificing his life for the master of the family... However, he did not expect that a second-in-command would appear for nothing, not only to have a hand in everything, but also to
Being able to tell the sailing position by looking at the stars makes the other person look more like a captain.
"Um!"
After a few breaths, Murakami Jitong nodded dullly.
"Watanabe Shi, this is the deal for this year. The horses, furs and herbs you want are all available. We have traded with every coastal tribe along the way. If you want furs with better quality,
If you want to buy herbs, you have to go to the snowfields in the north..."
"By the way, the two mares on the boat are not Shantao horses. Shantao horses are shorter than these horses, not much better than Kyushu horses. These shoulder-high horses are Mongolian horses, or Mongolian horses and mountain horses.
A hybrid of a Tatar horse... I specially asked the horse warriors to pick it out!"
"Oh! Two Mongolian mares... so smart!"
Hearing this, Watanabe Masumi pondered for a moment and then showed a sudden smile.
"Murakami-kun, are you thinking that when you get the big Jurchen horse next year, you will breed it first and then send it to Kyoto?..."
"Shi Watanabe! The Jurchen horse is dedicated to the master of the family!"
Speaking of this, Murakami Jitong's expression became serious and he stared hard into Monk Watanabe's eyes.
"As for how the family owner will deal with it, it is naturally up to the family owner to decide! Do you understand!..."
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Seeing the anger in Murakami's eyes, Masumi Watanabe raised his eyebrows. He looked at each other for a few breaths, then lowered his head slightly in submission.
"The trade in the Far North is naturally dominated by the head of the Uyizaki family!...Buddha protects us!"
"Well, Buddha bless you!"
Seeing the monk soldier Watanabe bowing his head, Murakami Jitong's expression softened slightly. He pondered for a moment, looked around at the ocean-covering ship under his command, and his pride gradually rose in his chest.
At this moment, more than a dozen docile Korean sailors, all wearing warm leather robes, were running back and forth, preparing to raise the complex five-sided sail. They were all Koreans who were plundered by warriors from various countries in the southwest, but ironically, as
For skilled sailors who have mastered the technology, their life in the Republic of Korea is actually much better than in the strict hierarchical Kingdom of Korea.
This ocean-covering Tang Dynasty ship that can go far into the ocean has a total of three decks, five sails, and more than 200 materials. The "material" here is the unit of volume. One cubic foot is one hundred materials, and the displacement weight of one material is,
It is about 0.33 tons. Therefore, this ocean-covering ship made of more than 200 materials has a displacement of about 70 tons. The three decks can carry cargo, and the carrying capacity is considered medium.
The length of the entire Zheyang Tang Dynasty ship is about twenty meters, the width is more than five meters, and the height is about four meters. The hull has large wood as the keel and has a solid structure. It uses multi-layer decks and crisscrossed wooden frames.
Enhance the stability and wind and wave resistance of the hull. At the same time, the front and rear of the hull are also equipped with unique "hanging sail panels", which can prevent waves and protect the hull in bad weather.
All in all, this ship uses the ocean-going ship technology of the Song Dynasty. Although the size looks similar to the large galleys of the Lake Kingdom, the shipbuilding technology is at least two eras ahead!
Naturally, the shipwrights and sailors of the Uyizaki clan cannot handle such a complex ocean-going ship. In fact, in the entire Japanese nation, there are very few shipwrights who can repair such a ship. And for Japanese samurai
For us, the best solution to this kind of problem is naturally one word...
"Watanabe, where is the gold boat builder?"
Murakami looked around but couldn't find the shipwright. He pursed his lips and then spoke to the monk soldier Watanabe.
"Ask him to check this big ship again! Next, we have to go directly east, across hundreds of miles of the North Sea, and reach the southern end of Huatai Island!"
