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Section 127: Lin Gonglao and Zhang Machine

 Chapter 127 Lin Gonglao and Zhang Ji

To transport people and supplies, we have experience in land migration in Goujiazhuang in the past. This time we decided to use all ships for sea transport to accumulate experience for the next large-scale sea transport of immigrants.

"The navy can send landing craft." Chen Haiyang said, "Dengying Yingzhou will bear the task of transporting materials to Guangzhou, so we won't move there for the time being."

"How much can Fubo transport?"

"There were about 70 to 80 people at a time." Chen Haiyang scratched on the notebook with a pencil and said, "It's less than when we climbed Yingzhou. The cannons and ammunition on Fubo took up a lot of the tonnage."

"Where are the 6 transport ships?"

"They are all small boats, and each boat can carry about 30 to 40 people." Chen Haiyang calculated, "We also seized two 200-meter material boats and five or six small boats in the village. These can be used, so the transportation capacity is not a problem.

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"How many days does it take to go on the sea?"

"If the sailing boat has enough space, it will take two days."

"What about food?"

"Cao Cao No. 5 is ready. This thing is strong enough and full of food." Chen Haiyang was obviously not interested in dry and hard rice cakes.

"There is no problem in transporting people. The big ships can be transported in one wave. Ordinary people don't have much property to transport, but the wood, pig iron, hemp and tung oil here take up a lot of tonnage."

Xi Yazhou said: "I suggest that the army troops withdraw part of the army as soon as possible. Now there are 5 platoons and 3 guns coming out at once. My hometown is a bit empty."

Dongmen Chuiyu said: "Starting from tomorrow, every time a ship is evacuated, a squad will be arranged to set off with the ship, and the troops and escorts will be transported without delay. A platoon will be left to wait for the new ship to be launched before evacuating. The problem is that Bopu has made arrangements.

Are you ready? More than 500 people are coming at once!"

"Wude has already made a plan. The houses are still being built. Let them live in the quarantine camp first - the place is empty anyway."

"Will the use of Fubo here affect the defense of Bopu? The situation is very tight now." Wen Desi thought about it.

"There will be no problem if there are four fishing boats. They are all equipped with breech-loading cannons. With high maneuverability, high speed, and high firepower, anyone who comes here is looking for death."

"Tomorrow, the first wave will transport away all the belongings of the Lu and Lin families." A smile appeared on Wen Desi's lips, "Leave Shipwright Zhang behind to continue building ships."

The next day, the whole Baitu was in a state of uproar, with adults shouting and children making noises everywhere, mixed with the cries of women. The travelers were well prepared, who would go first and who would go last?

Five colored pieces of paper were handed out to everyone.

There are many passages pulled out with ropes on the beach, and there are five-color flags on the passages. People holding pieces of paper can definitely see the colors and walk on the boat. There are hundreds of rattan baskets with straps and a large number of things specially brought on the boat.

Straw ropes are distributed to each household on a household basis for binding luggage.

"Can I board your passenger ship with this old ticket..." Li Haiping hummed and stood on the back deck of Fubo, looking at the flow of people, old and young, in large and small bags, and was being urged by the soldiers.

The next step was slow and difficult.

Lin Gonglao raised his head and looked at the "kun thieves" who were humming a ditty. The tune was as strange as the clothes they were wearing. The clan leader called them "chief" and was respectful - because he was afraid that these "kun thieves" had powerful firearms. : The village spent no less than a few hundred taels of silver just to build the fortress on the bayonet, even to repair the belt and buy cannons. It also spent a lot of money on the day laborers who guarded the bayonet. It was not enough for the hundreds of local bandits to fight. Yes, they were beaten to death by a few shots.

Now that he has been arrested, he doesn’t know what will happen next. Lin Gonglao is particularly upset about this. He is a member of the Lin family, and the patriarch is his uncle. He belongs to the generation that grew up in Baitu. He had never experienced hardship since he was a child, and he belonged to the "ruling class" of the village. Like the second-generation relatives of the Lin and Lu families who grew up in the village, he had no interest in the craftsmanship of his father's generation and only learned a few skills. Eight, on weekdays, he likes to dance with guns and sticks, and practices with day laborers. If anyone doesn't like him, he will be dragged to the Shenming Pavilion and tortured. It is eight-sided and majestic, walking sideways.

Obviously days like this will never happen again. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Suddenly someone hit him on the back. When he turned around, he saw it was Wang Sangou, a bachelor in his fifties. The clan took him in as a long-term worker. He was actually the Lin family. A servant shared by the whole clan.

He was already upset, but he was hit by a slave again, and his back felt a dull pain. He couldn't help but vent his anger on this unlucky guy. He raised his hand to mouth, raised his leg and kicked:

"You coffin scooper, do you have eyes?!"

This three-legged dog was covered in big bags and small baskets. He was walking one step at a time, but when he slapped and kicked him, his center of gravity was unbalanced and he immediately fell onto his back. Several young men and women from the Lin family around him saw how ridiculous he looked. He laughed happily. The elders looked gloomy and hurriedly pulled away the laughing children.

Between the beatings and scoldings, the team was already blocked. The soldiers in front hurriedly rushed over to relieve them. Li Haiping could see clearly from the ship's top and shook his head secretly. In a place as big as a hundred pictures, someone was showing off. Be blessed.

"Who is this person?" someone asked.

"It seems that he is from the Lin family. I heard that the boy is very bold and he is not willing to surrender when the clan leader comes to surrender." Li Haiping said casually.

"Such an awesome person?"

After Lin Gonggao beat Wang Sangou, he felt better, and he kicked the old man several times in pursuit of the victory. When he was in high spirits, a big man broke into the team, carrying a stick.

"What's the fuss about?!" the big man scolded, "Are you free to fight?"

"I don't dare, little one." Wang Sangou got up and begged for mercy, "No fight, no fight-"

After all, Lin Gonglao was young and energetic, but he suddenly hadn't completed his role change yet. He said with a straight face: "I'm a fool to beat a slave--"

Just as he was talking, there was a buzzing sound on his head, and the world was spinning suddenly. When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground. There was a burning pain in his head, and a big bump had formed when he touched it. The "kun thief" was holding a stick. Look at him sideways.

"Do you understand being civilized and polite? Open your mouth and keep your mouth shut. You and your father are of the same generation?"

Lin Gonglao was so angry that he almost lost his temper, but the hero still understood not to suffer the immediate loss, climbed up quietly, and prepared to go there dejectedly.

"Stop!" The man's voice came from behind again. Lin Gonglao held back his anger and tried to look gentler:

"What's up?"

"You are so strong, you can help the old man carry his things."

"!" Lin Gonglao was just about to get angry, but the burning pain in his head reminded him that things were different than before, so he had to go over and help Wang Sangou pick up a basket, and Wang Sangou shook his hand.

"Has all the food gone into the dog's belly?" The man's words were vicious and mean, "That's what the young man wants to do?"

Lin Gonglao silently picked up two more packages, thinking about the eighteen generations of ancestors of these thieves.

When he walked over with his head down, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out around him. He knew without raising his head that these were not people from the Lin family, they must be part-time workers. On weekdays, he was seen with a smile on his face and his head on his face.

The person who didn’t even dare to lift him up now dares to laugh at him!

Filled with resentment, he followed the flow of people to the trestle. There were many straw bags piled here, and he handed one out as he passed by. When he got it and opened it, he saw that there was a bamboo tube stuffed with a stopper, which seemed to be water. One bag was thick with

The thing wrapped in paper, if you tear it open a little, is the cake bait.

It was quite thoughtful. Lin Gonglao murmured in his heart and stroked the swelling on his head. What will happen in the future? He was a little scared and understood a simple truth - the world is not just Baitu Village.

So big.

Zhou Dongtian returned to the ship deck triumphantly, and Li Haiping smiled: "You have a sense of justice, don't you?"

"This little brat, if you don't get rid of his arrogance, he will have to deal with things in the future. This world belongs to us!" Zhou Dongtian turned the stick in his hand very quickly, "I'm going to be merciful, otherwise I won't let anyone outside."

You can't even see the injuries, there are five injuries and seven injuries inside-"

"No, what's the use of throwing out a piece of trash?" Li Haiping muttered in his heart, why did the Executive Committee also bring in Zhou Laomao, who was engaged in printing? He couldn't have been making a fuss for so long just for interrogation, right? He lived with Zhou Dongtian.

In a dormitory, I used to see him come back in the middle of the night. When asked what he was doing, he would not say anything but just smile. Later I found out that the security team would transfer him to work every time he interrogated prisoners.

Wen Desi saw off the first fleet and took people to various places to inspect the windfall. There was a lot of wood, including camphor, fir and pine, with more than 500 logs; various hardwoods: Hainan sandalwood

, Guangdong lychee wood and ironwood also have hundreds or thousands of thick bamboos. There are also various materials such as pig iron, tung oil, jute, white linen, brown hair, oyster shells, etc.

In the warehouse, he also saw various ship accessories, including several pairs of forged four-claw iron anchors, a large number of sails, ropes, nails, and many weapons. After inspecting it, Wen Desi found that the village had ten

Many of the cannons were made in Britain. To be precise, they were cast by the East India Company. They were 24-pound naval guns, a short-barreled cannon unique to Britain. As for the musket that the prisoners said was difficult to use, it was a matchlock gun made in Britain.

.It seems that the British are very active in this area.

According to Shipyard Zhang, the red-haired people would sometimes come here to replenish fresh water and repair damage to the ship. They would pay with gunpowder, weapons and foreign silver.

"Can you repair red-haired boats?" Wen Desi asked.

"The shape of the red-haired boat is different from that of our country, but the boat is still a boat," Zhang Shipyard said respectfully. He is only in his early forties. Not only is he the best in craftsmanship, he can build large boats, but he also has "a lot of ingenuity."

"Would you like to build a red-haired boat?"

"Sails -" he hesitated, "there are not so many cloths." After thinking for a moment, "there are also ropes on the sails. They are very complicated, but the manipulation is ingenious. No craftsman can do it."

Not coming out."

"I know all this -"

Zhang Jiji glanced at the "Kun Ren" in front of him in surprise. Would such a pampered and pampered man do this?

"The little one is willing to give it a try."

"May I have your name?"

"A little cheap machine."

Wen De was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Okay, it seems that you can live up to your name only when you come to our place."


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