The winter night came very early. When Zhao Hongyu and the others finished their meal, it was already dark outside the tent.
There are so many stars in the sky, probably because of the latitude, so if you go outside the tent and look up at the night sky, you will have the illusion that you are very close to the stars.
Zhao Hongyu, Emma and Wang Shan walked into the tent.
The guards outside stood straight, and Emma's personal maid also stayed outside.
Wang Shan, as the old man who has followed Zhao Hongyu for the longest time, is also his golden dog leg, so he can sit and enjoy dinner with Zhao Hongyu.
This is the privilege given to him by Zhao Hongyu, which can be regarded as a favor to him.
The world outside the tent is covered in silver, and the white snow has dressed the earth in silver, making the whole world look very peaceful and pure.
The place where Zhao Hongyu and the others camped was on a plain.
More than 600 people built dozens of yurts in total. This makes them look like a small tribe on the move.
Hundreds of torches were lit around the camp, and some lone coyotes and other animals nearby could only watch from a distance and did not dare to approach.
Because it is winter, large prey such as brown bears have hibernated and will not come out at this time.
And beasts like coyotes have not yet been taken seriously by Zhao Hongyu and the others.
Large wolf packs only exist in the western plains, so solitary coyotes pose no threat at all.
Zhao Hongyu and the others had a rich meal, including sun-dried salted fish, shredded pork with pickled mustard, white steamed buns, beef from the pastoral areas of Manhattan Island, dried elk meat, and even turkey leg stewed with American ginseng soup. .
For Zhao Hongyu now, this kind of life is already very good compared to when he first came here.
There are a lot of American ginseng in the forests of Manhattan, and there are always some Indians in Manhattan who dig some and bring them back to eat.
After Zhao Hongyu discovered this kind of American ginseng, he bought it from the Indians. And when the Indians discovered that this kind of broken thing could be exchanged for silver coins, there was no way they would be reluctant.
In the eyes of the Indians, this kind of broken thing is not a fun thing at all.
¡°After Zhao Hongyu bought back these American ginseng, he did not sell them to virtual traders. Instead, he kept them all for his own enjoyment. You must know that American ginseng at this time was not industrially cultivated like that of later generations, but grew completely wild.
Therefore, the medicinal properties of American ginseng at this time are much stronger than those in the 21st century.
And American ginseng has not been widely exploited in the American continent, so many American ginseng has been grown for a long time.
You want to sell such a good thing?
Zhao Hongyu is not that stupid. He wants to stay and eat by himself and take good care of his body.
In this era, there is no car exhaust, no air pollution, and all meat is green without any feed. Therefore, he should enjoy this era and live comfortably.
Of course, Zhao Hongyu should eat as little as possible of old rice and flour with whitening agent added.
But he won¡¯t be full if he doesn¡¯t eat these grains, so now he has no choice but to eat some of this low-quality staple food for the time being.
Fortunately, he already has wheat seeds and some vegetable seeds, including corn and potato seeds sent by the Mohicans. When he plants them on Manhattan Island and around Manhattan in the spring of next year, he can get rid of these inferior foods. .
Well!
After finishing a bowl of turkey leg stewed with American ginseng soup comfortably, I burped.
Zhao Hongyu showed a timid look, sat on his seat and patted his belly gently.
¡°What do people want in this life, other than to have enough food, clothing, and a house.¡± I don¡¯t know what he was thinking now, but he actually made such a sentiment.
Wang Shan put down the chopsticks and bowl in his hands, looked at Zhao Hongyu and said: "Your Highness, why do you have such emotion? It would be nice if you had such an idea in the 21st century, but this is 1620. Destiny will happen. You have come to this era, and you have such an artifact, and at the same time you have such power within a year, this is an opportunity given to you by God, an opportunity to change the future and lead the Chinese people to stand on top of the world."
Zhao Hongyu looked at Wang Shan blankly. He was just feeling the pain in his balls after eating, but Wang Shan was nagging at him and said a lot of words.
However, Zhao Hongyu could also see that Wang Shan, an angry young man at heart, actually hoped to lead them to rise.Originated in this era.
¡°As for me, a gold medal loser, what I fear most is that I will become depressed and lose my enterprising spirit.
In such an era, with the help of the time and space trader, one can completely live in a dream and be very comfortable. But if there is no enterprising spirit, there will be very big troubles.
Therefore, Wang Shan does not want this to happen.
It can be said that Wang Shan¡¯s starting point is good, and he has good intentions when he talks to himself so much.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu did not mean to be impatient or angry.
"Don't worry, I was just talking casually." Zhao Hongyu smiled and waved his hand to Wang Shan, telling him not to think too much. "Now I am not alone and the whole family is not hungry. Now I carry the hopes and future of many people on my shoulders, and even the longing for happiness of the Indians who have taken refuge with us, so I know what I should do made."
Hearing what Zhao Hongyu said, Wang Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Phew!
Wang Shan took a deep breath and relaxed.
The conversation between the two was entirely in Mandarin, and Emma, ??who was sitting next to Zhao Hongyu, couldn¡¯t understand it at all.
Emma, ??whose mouth was full of food, just looked at her 'husband' and his subordinate Wang Shan with doubts in her eyes.
"What are you talking about? I don't even understand." After Emma swallowed the food, she turned her head and looked up at Zhao Hongyu and said to him.
Hearing this, Zhao Hongyu lowered his head and looked at Emma, ??who was looking up at him, and said to her with a smile: "It's nothing, we are talking about Manhattan City."
¡°Oh, Emma nodded and ignored Zhao Hongyu. She lowered her head and continued to 'fight' with the food in front of her. Children are always more interested in food.
"And Emma was only thirteen years old at the beginning of this winter. In Zhao Hongyu's eyes, she was still a child.
Of course, at Emma's age, within the Indian tribes of the American continent or on the European continent, it is already the age to get married and have children.
And in the Middle East, Ming Dynasty, Russia and other places, the same is true for girls of this age.
The reason is very simple. In this era, the productivity, hygiene level and water quality are surprisingly low, so all countries need early birth and early childbearing to increase their population and labor force.
And how could people in this era know that marrying too early can do a lot of harm to girls.
It is not that Zhao Hongyu¡¯s Manhattan city has not carried out this kind of education, but the promotion of this education has made most people dismiss it, especially Indians.
????????????????????????????????Except for the genetic people's compliance, the Indians are basically treated as a joke.
Zhao Hongyu had no idea about this.
At the same time, there are also many men among genetic people, and many of them have found little Indian lolita as wives. The recently famous noodle shop owner in the East Port of Manhattan is just such a guy.
That boy married three little Indian lolita in one fell swoop. In modern times, he is definitely a scumbag and should be condemned.
But in such an era, it is really normal.
Even the parents of his three wives thought this was normal and were very happy.
It¡¯s impossible for Zhao Hongyu to stop someone from finding a wife to get married.
This matter can easily arouse public outrage.
So, all Zhao Hongyu can do now is not to be such a scumbag.
Looking at Emma ¡®fighting¡¯ with food, Zhao Hongyu¡¯s eyes were full of smiles.
In fact, he doesn¡¯t hate Emma, ??it can be said that he likes her a little.
To be fair, Emma is not ugly, she can even be said to have an exotic style, and is a very attractive little beauty.
She has a tall figure, slender legs, and a round butt. It's just that the little guy is too young, so she hasn't opened it yet. But it is precisely because of this that her lethality against some monsters is huge.
"Your Highness, are you and Queen Emma still living in harmony?"
Since he had nothing to do, Wang Shan found a way to continue chatting with Zhao Hongyu.
Well!
"It's a pity that Wang Shan's words embarrassed Zhao Hongyu.
Yes, he and Emma got married, and the wedding was held in Indian style. But he, Zhao Hongyu, has never touched Emma at all during the long time he has been married.
The conscience of heaven and earth, he Zhao Hongyu is not a big sex demon who destroys flowers, he is still?With a trace of bottom line.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu was a little embarrassed when Wang Shan asked.
The unnatural expression on Zhao Hongyu¡¯s face immediately caught Wang Shan¡¯s attention.
Looking at His Highness¡¯s unnatural expression, Wang Shan felt a little surprised.
The smart Wang Shan immediately guessed the ironic truth behind His Highness's unnatural reaction.
No way, after being married for so long, has His Highness never touched Emma?
After such a thought flashed through Wang Shan's mind, the corners of his mouth curled up.
¡°It¡¯s really unexpected that His Highness is still such a lovely and honest person.
Wang Shan thinks Zhao Hongyu is really funny.
Even Wang Shan himself knows that many young people among genetic people have found countless Indian lolita to marry, and they have been sleeping with them every night.
¡°But as the supreme ruler of Manhattan City, His Highness is still sticking to his moral bottom line and being a virgin.
However, Wang Shan also felt a sense of respect from the bottom of his heart.
This kind of moral persistence is not something ordinary people can achieve. Those protagonists in YY novels, if they came to this era and had such power, they would probably have turned into beasts long ago.
It is precisely because of this that Wang Shan respects Zhao Hongyu.
"Your Highness, have you never touched Emma?"
Although he had already guessed a few things, Wang Shan still couldn't help but gossip and asked. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)