The sun rises in the east, roosters crow and dogs bark.
Huang Chen got up and couldn't find any comfortable place in his body. He especially felt extremely uncomfortable in his stomach and intestines. God knows how much yellow soup he had been force-fed by everyone yesterday.
Walking out of the house slowly, Huang Chen greeted the mute girl with a smile as usual. In fact, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he clearly rejected the marriage of the two in front of Zhang the day before yesterday. But as a man, if he puts aside the embarrassment
With it written on his face, the mute girl who is on the weaker side will undoubtedly be even more embarrassed, so Huang Chen can only pretend that nothing happened. As for the mute girl's ability to speak, he was drunk and fell asleep yesterday and did not know it.
The mute girl also lacked the courage to speak again.
The mute girl was quieter than usual, brought him a basin and towel, and then walked away silently.
Huang Chen frowned slightly. It was okay yesterday. The mute girl behaved like this today. Does that mean that it will be like this in the future? He was worried that the two of them would become estranged and never go back to the past. For this world,
Huang Chen is still in the adaptation stage and has not yet completely replaced himself. There are not many people worthy of his attention, and the mute girl is just one of them.
"I hope I'm too worried..." Huang Chen thought to himself. After washing up, Huang Chen came to the living room to greet Ms. Zhang. The food was not ready yet. The mother and son sat chatting with each other. Ms. Zhang mentioned this with emotion.
The housewarming gifts totaled more than fifty taels of silver. Huang Chen also sighed. Not long ago, Huang's father's funeral was held, and the family only received more than three taels and less than four taels of silver. Zhang had to use part of the pension to make up for Zhao's death.
Hony’s gift money. How much has changed in just two months?
The food was served one after another. Huang Chen talked about one thing while eating. He was going to recruit Zhang Xingmu and another of his subordinates, Hu Tai's wife, to work at home.
Just enjoy it. Secondly, these two people have a large family and their life is quite difficult. With this extra income, the pressure of life will be greatly relieved.
Ms. Zhang was hesitant. Although her family had now entered the wealthy class, she was used to living a life of careful planning and was not willing to spend money to hire people. She was not too old to work. Huang Chen knew that his mother was the most kind-hearted.
He softly and vividly described to her how poor and dilapidated the family was. As expected, Mrs. Zhang had a look of intolerance on her face and gritted her teeth and agreed.
During this period, the mute girl wanted to speak several times, but in the end she did not open her mouth. She hung her little head and ate rice one by one, looking very worried.
Huang Chen had breakfast, stopped at home for a while, and then sailed out to sea.
It was nearly moonlight when the Fujian fishing boat arrived at the waters of Dachen Mountain. The storm continued to ferment and tended to get worse. Cries of killing could be heard almost all the time in the fishing ground, and it was a mess.
When one day, the red-eyed pirates are completely killed, and the fishermen all hang up their no-war signs, it can only prove one thing. The festival has arrived, and it is one of the most important festive festivals among the people of the Ming Dynasty, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. On this day, both sides
A ceasefire was agreed upon, and the sea became less murderous and more festive.
Huang Chen was even more decisive and directly sealed off the boat. He had recently been supervising his subordinates to practice very rigorously. He knew that too much was too little, so he took the opportunity to announce a three-day holiday so that everyone could spend the Reunion Festival comfortably at home. Because Huang Chen
The image of coldness, ruthlessness, and cruelty is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that the crew members can't help but become suspicious. They all wonder why Huang Yan Wang changed his gender? Is there a conspiracy?
Good intentions were not rewarded, so Huang Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and rushed to the market by boat to buy himself a silk dress, a cloth suit, and a pair of cloth shoes. He also bought silk clothes and silk shoes for Mrs. Zhang and the mute sister.
Jewelry, rouge, money is spent like water, without mercy.
After buying clothes and accessories, Huang Chen also bought some mooncakes, pastries, dried fruits, rice wine, and even two large fresh watermelons. Watermelons are not easy to preserve and are rare in Dachen Mountain, but there is a saying that goes well: "If you have money,
"You can make the world go round." As long as you are willing to spend money, what can't you buy? There are fresh customers on the sea who drive ice boats to sell fresh hairtail, yellow croaker, sea bream, etc. on behalf of fishing boats, and make huge profits from it. Watermelon is the one that rides on it.
The fresh food ship traveled across the ocean to Dachen Mountain. Due to the trouble of transportation, the price was more than ten times more expensive than in the mainland...
At night, the sky was beautiful, and a bright full moon hung high in the clear starry sky. Huang Chen, Zhang, and the mute sister were bathing in this mercury world, eating snacks, drinking rice wine, and having a good time.
Mrs. Zhang is now quite satisfied, and there are only two wishes left in her heart. The first is Huang Chen's marriage, and the second is that he can escape from the den of thieves and return to his hometown in Hangzhou. Mrs. Zhang is not worried about the former, she will wait for that day sooner or later.
The latter is almost delusional. The Ming Dynasty officials have always treated people like them who are wandering at sea harshly. At the least, they will be arrested and imprisoned, and at the most extreme, they will be beheaded in public to serve as a warning to others.
Zhang believed that this matter was an extravagant wish, but Huang Chen disagreed and regarded it as a mid-term goal. But his initial goal is still a bit vague at the moment. Pirate King of Dachen Mountain? This joke is not funny at all. For the time being, he can only take one step at a time.
When the holiday was over, Huang Chen ran to the sea again.
The sky was clear that day, the sky was blue, and the sea was as calm as blue silk. It was a good weather for sailing.
Huang Chen was sitting in the canopy of the boat, flipping through the Zizhi Tongjian he bought from the market not long ago. He was looking at the period he was most interested in - the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms. It was a great era with bright stars and numerous heroes.
It makes people yearn for it involuntarily.
Huang Chen noticed that his eyes were dry and stopped immediately. He didn't want to become myopic at a young age. Zhao Hongyi carefully poured him a glass of water.
Zhao Hongyi had just recovered after the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he insisted on boarding the ship despite Huang Chen's repeated persuasion. There was a reason why he was so anxious. Huang Chen had been sailing the ship for more than forty days, but his deputy had been recuperating at home. The number of appearances
There were only a handful of crew members who complained privately. He was afraid that if the delay continued, Huang Chen might be unable to withstand the pressure and deprive him of his stewardship and transfer him to someone else. Although the probability of this happening was extremely low, he was not afraid that it would happen at 10,000 yuan.
Just in case, there is no harm in being cautious.
Except for the ignorant provocateur, Huang Chen finally had everyone under his command, but looking at the people around him, he couldn't help but laugh or cry in his heart. Zhao Hongyi and Yang Dong are both well-known figures in the village, but their reputations are not very good.
One is afraid of the enemy like a tiger, and the other is a fox who fakes the power of a tiger. Guo's big-eyed dog borrows the power of a fox, which is not worth mentioning. Zhang Xing is weak and no one is willing to accept him. Huang Chen found that his ship seemed to have become a waste concentration camp, gathering a group of crooked melons and cracked dates.
Huang Chen completely forgets about himself when talking about others. He is also known as the turtle bastard. He is no better, or even worse.
Of course, the so-called waste is more of a joke. Huang Chen would not really treat them as waste. Everyone has two sides. It depends on whether you are good at discovering them and using your strengths to avoid weaknesses. Huang Chen thinks that he is not bad at this aspect.
Huang Chen chatted with Zhao Hongyi for a while, and then got out of the boat canopy. The sun was shining on his body, which made him feel a little hot. He took a deep breath in the sea breeze and then exhaled for a long time, stretching his arms and waist. The crew members were busy giving
The sails were coated with wax and other fats, or they were busy shaking wood pulp to push the ship forward. When they saw Huang Chen coming out of the canopy, they all stopped in unison.
Huang Chen waved his hand, indicating that everyone should not pay attention to him and just be busy with their own business. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. The smile on Huang Chen's face gradually faded. He pointed to a stain at his feet and shouted to Chen Si: "I've said it eight hundred times.
, you turned a deaf ear to what I said? It’s so dirty that you can’t see it? Get someone to clean it up quickly.”
"..." Chen Si smiled bitterly. This is the third time! In just half a day at sea, Huang Chen has asked him to clean the deck for the third time. He recently discovered that Huang Chen seems to be particularly sensitive to dirt and cannot tolerate the slightest bit. The problem is that this is the sea.
Fresh water is extremely precious, how can it be wasted like this? He once hinted vaguely to Huang Chen, but the latter never listened and insisted on going his own way.
It wasn't until Chen Si asked someone to wipe away the stains that Huang Chen's expression softened.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of cannons. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, pirates and fishermen started fighting again, and the intensity was more intense than before. Huang Chen looked at the big bird ship in front of him and thought to himself: "How long will Mr. Hu endure it...?".