Prosperous Tang Soul

Chapter 2
When it comes to harvesting Yusou, they are full of pride. To them, being able to come back alive after going out to sea is a skill. If they can still catch enough fish to feed their family, then this person is absolutely worthy of respect.

It was obvious that he was very satisfied with today's harvest, and immediately invited Zhang Yi to take a look with a smile on his face.Because he stubbornly believes that the reason why there are so many catches today must be that God has known that a Tang Dynasty prince will come, otherwise why were there so few before?
So the two walked towards the place where the boat was parked one after the other. When they got closer, Zhang Yi was dumbfounded!
The sum of all the catches on the four or five fishing boats is only about seven or eight hundred catties. Counting the average one person’s catch is probably less than twenty catties. I really don’t know what they are doing with just such a small amount. Where does pride come from.

Think about the ocean fishing boats of later generations, every time they go out to sea, if they lose [-] catties of catch, they are embarrassed to return. If you tell them this, how many people will be scared to death?

You can't even compare to others, so you have the nerve to show off?
But he was relieved when he glanced at the fishing gear in the boat.

In fact, it’s no wonder that it’s definitely good luck to have so many harvests with just a few broken fishing nets. It’s just that more than a dozen men want to rely on these three to four hundred catties of fish to feed themselves. A large group of women and children is really a bit difficult.

Yu Sou easily noticed the disappointment on Zhang Yi's face. It is said that people are old and mature, and it is not difficult for a wise man in the tribe like Yu Sou.

The disappointment on the young man's face was not concealed at all, as if it was a mockery, it made him secretly sad.

"That's all?" Zhang Yi seemed to not see the vicissitudes on Yu Sou's old face, opened his eyes and asked nonsense again.

"Hehe!" Yu Sou smiled wryly: "Young Master, you don't know something, this is what we've gained from our three-day sea trip!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the catches on the cabin, and said: "The harvest this time is two or three times that of the past. Even if I have been fishing for decades, it is rare. You know the land in Lingnan It is unbearable to grow at all. In spring, one gourd can be planted and two halves of gourds can be harvested in autumn, which is not enough to eat! So I can only go to the sea to fight my life! Going to sea once is to tie my life to the belt of my trousers, and I can’t help myself!”

The so-called Baiyue people do not actually refer to an ethnic group or tribe, but the name of a region.In ancient times, the more familiar with Cantonese, so it generally refers to the ethnic groups living in Guangdong. Because of the culture and lifestyle, their lives are often hungry and full, so they do not have the habit of storing.

In Zhang Yi's opinion, the Yusou tribe's living standard should be considered good. At least from their faces, they don't have that kind of malnourished food. However, the sea gave them the soil to survive, but it also ruthlessly deprived them of their food. life, so their feelings for the sea are both love and fear.

But this is a knot, unless fishing technology and fishing gear develop to a certain extent, it is impossible for their situation to change much.

"Do you want to catch more fish without danger?" Zhang Yi asked suddenly.

"Think, think!" Yu Sou was stunned for a moment, and then he rushed towards Zhang Yi as if he had discovered a new continent and went crazy: "Young master, young master, do you really have such a way?"

It's not that he didn't believe it, but that Yu Sou couldn't believe it at all!
"Do you think I'll be so bored that I'll come here to joke with you?" Zhang Yi's smile has been removed from his face, replaced by a serious look.

After getting an affirmative answer, Yu Sou felt his heartbeat speed up to an unbearable speed, and while he was still chanting "fat" in his mind, he knelt down on the soft sand as soon as his knees softened.

He doesn't need to doubt the wisdom of the Han people, because the civilization of the Central Plains for thousands of years is enough to show that the things they can't think of and can't do are just a joke in the hands of the Han people, and he is like grabbing a life-saving straw. Generally, his forehead kept beating the sand on the ground.

The tribe doesn't have anything worthy of being cheated by others. On the contrary, the mouths that seem to never be filled make almost all the men exhausted, but they still can't satisfy everyone, so he thinks this is an opportunity, a An opportunity to take the 'auntie' people a big step forward!
However, at this moment, Zhang Yi was extremely restless in his heart. The concept of equality for all people in future generations has already penetrated into the marrow of his bones, and the glory of China has disappeared in the long history. When kneeling straight in front of him, the innate sense of national pride from the depths of his blood still welled up deeply.

This is the pride of being a descendant of the Han nationality, this is the pride of a dignified citizen of the Tang Dynasty, the unique pride when facing these ignorance and barbarism!
Just like someone in later generations said that being able to be used by others is actually a kind of happiness, at least you still have the value of being used, so soon his whole face was covered with gray.

Seeing the elder kneel down to a young man, the young man on the boat angrily jumped down with a bamboo pole and tried his best to find Zhang Yi, especially the strongest man at the front. When he rushed to Zhang Yi, the bamboo pole in his hand stabbed violently.

They rarely deal with Tang people, so they can't understand the conversation between the two, wishful thinking that the Tang boy in front of them has done something outrageous, otherwise, how could the elder beg bitterly?
Even the girl who had a certain affection for Zhang Yi just now hid far away behind the fishing net.

Because in their eyes, Tang people not only need to be respected, but also need to be awed.

And the awe is not only sincerely convinced, but also domineering force and wisdom!
Those merchants from the Tang Dynasty in Haifeng City are not blood-sucking leeches, greedily squeezing every inch of land here?And how many Baiyue people had their heads beheaded near Caishikou in the north of the city?Although the boy from the Tang Dynasty is just a boy, who knows how vicious thoughts are hidden under his gentle and elegant body?

Yu Sou was startled by the sudden bamboo pole, shouted hastily, and stretched out his left hand to block the bamboo pole.

The bamboo pole came like the wind, drawing an afterimage in the sky, and it hit Yu Sou's arm firmly with a muffled "Pa!".

The arm bent down in an instant, and the painful Yu Sou let out another long cry, and sweat dripped down his forehead incessantly because of the pain.

You don't need to look to know that your hand was broken, Zhang Yi hastily stepped back several steps.Although he already knew that the Baiyue people had a violent personality and would strike at a disagreement, but saying a few words would put his life in danger. Such a scene gave him the urge to run away immediately.

Is it possible for a civilized person to be able to reason with a barbarian?

Drew knew that he had caused trouble, so he broke the elder's arm and immediately dropped the bamboo pole, waiting to be beaten.

It's just that he hasn't figured out until now why the elder suddenly jumped up to block the bamboo pole for this young man from Tang Dynasty.

Fortunately, there were still a few spiritual ones, so they didn't continue to be dazed, and immediately tore off a few pieces of rags from the trouser legs, pulled up Yu Sou's arm, and spit it down, thinking it was medicine, and then randomly took the Two arms were wrapped around his neck.

Can saliva be used as medicine?Zhang Yi rolled his eyes.

No wonder the survival rate of wounded patients of ancient alien races in the literature is not one in a hundred. With such a treatment method, it is called what they deserve if they die, and those who can survive are definitely the darlings of heaven.

Yu Sou, who was regarded as a guinea pig, seemed to be very accustomed to this way of dealing with wounds, or perhaps it was because of psychological effects that the pain on his face had disappeared a lot, so he angrily reprimanded the group of sticks with words that Zhang Yi could not understand, just He didn't even mean to squat down on the ground to count the gravel one by one in shame.

After lecturing his clansmen, Yu Sou immediately regained the majesty of a wise elder. Although his left hand was still hanging under his neck, when he turned his head there was a humble smile on his face as if he didn't feel the pain.

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