Chapter 898 Long-lived for four years, the ocean-going Tang ship

The coast of North Asia in late autumn is full of chills, with withered trees on the shore and deep forests in the distance. The sky was a gloomy gray, the sea a calm gray. And a three-deck oceangoing ship, which is rare in the north, is hanging all five sails and docking at the estuary on the coast. This quiet Tang boat faced the turbulent Ewenki camp not far away, showing a bit of coldness and loneliness.

"Frost's field, the reeds are cold. Far away from my hometown, I hold my sleeves tightly, but I float farther north..."

The cold scarlet sentence floated from the bow of the boat, carrying a bit of inexplicable melancholy. However, it was a burly and strong monk who uttered such beautiful haiku. He wears a buckskin robe, a turban, and beads around his neck. And looking at the long naginata on his back and the hideous and conspicuous scars on his face, he is not so much a monk as a monk soldier.

"Haha! It's the first time I've come to the sea in the north, and it's the first time I've seen it. It's really different from the Mingguo sea in the south! I didn't expect that I, a general from the Shaoer family...will finally convert to my Buddha...come to this pole The cold North Sea..."

The strong monk smiled emotionally, and then walked to the head warrior Tsukiyo at the bow, and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Murakami, have you and the leaders of these Ainu people reached an agreement? Regarding the important matters of Jurchen Malaysia..."

Hearing that the boat of the Oysterzaki family follows Murakami Jitong, he recovered from his contemplation. He turned around, looked at the strong monk soldiers with some fear, and said in a deep voice.

"Watanabe, they are Shantars, not Ainu! I have left half of the deposit and negotiated with the leaders of these Shantars. They will trade with the Jurchen Savage Department in the southwest for a tall horse. The Jurchen big horse is here, the one that has not been eunuched... When we come back next year, we will hand over the rest of the deposit and the horse with one hand!...Then, this horse is dedicated to the owner!"

Hearing Murakami Jitong's address, Watanabe Masumi frowned, his expression changed slightly. He called the other party "Jun", which is a respectful title, but the other party rudely called himself "Scholar"...

"'Samurai' is a low-level samurai, subordinate to you...Mr. Murakami, this is trying 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 Oysteraki family...Tsk tsk, such vigilance And vigilance, this kind of hidden hostility, is really a loyal warrior!..."

Thinking of this, Masumi Watanabe narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent flashed in his heart. If it were before he converted to Buddhism, he would have slashed at such a provocation. But now, he was just silent for a moment, thinking of his Buddha name...

"Crossing the other side, true and pure...Watanabe...Masumi..."

Soldier Watanabe whispered to himself, then smiled meaninglessly. Of course he knew where Murakami's hostility came from. Because, if he can appear on the ship, it means that Morino Kiyoshi's side, or the Miao Court's family, has officially intervened in the trade in the extreme north!

In March of this year, the great businessman Morino Kiyoshi returned to the Katsuyama Pavilion as promised, and brought back to Takeda Nobuhiro two closed shipments, as well as a Zheyangtang ship with more than 200 materials. But he also represented the forces behind him and made a request for this deal. That is to let his people, not just the sailors on board, also join the itinerary in the extreme north!

Nobuhiro Takeda nodded in agreement. Therefore, Watanabe Masumi, the monk soldier, boarded the ship as the head of the sailor team, navigator, and cargo appraiser. In other words, he has been on the boat since he set off from Kyoto and never got off.

And there are thirty people on the Zheyangtang boat right now, half of them are samurai, guides and apprentice sailors of the Oysterzaki clan, and the other side are monk soldiers, shipwrights and skilled sailors of Morino Kiyoshi. Morino Kiyoshi's shipwrights and skilled sailors are all Korean-speaking Koreans. They could hardly understand the words of the Oysterzaki samurai, and only Masumi Watanabe could communicate and give orders. In fact, this is also a kind of balance of operation, which was acquiesced by Takeda Nobuhiro, but it made Murakami Jitong feel a little angry all the time.

"Murakami-kun, it's already the end of October, is this the end of this year's trade?"

After thinking for a moment, the soldier monk Watanabe Masumi raised a smile and asked again.

"We traded two shoulder-high mountain taro horses, more than thirty bundles of deer and bear skins of good quality, eight white fox skins, five purple mink skins, and twenty top-quality mountain Shen, two bundles of velvet antlers, did not receive gold dust... right?"

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Hearing Watanabe's clear counting, Murakami Jitong pursed his lips, feeling a little agitated. But he also knew that these goods would not be kept at home, they were all to be traded to merchants in Kyoto. Therefore, the current statistics are just a little earlier.

Half a year ago, he thought that this time he went to sea, he was responsible for commanding the whole ship, and he was full of heroic feelings of dedicating himself to the Patriarch... But he didn't expect that there would be an extra deputy for no reason, not only had to intervene in everything, but also Being able to look at the stars and talk about the location of the voyage, it seems that the other party is more like the captain.

"Um!"

After a few breaths, Murakami Jitong nodded sullenly.

"Master Watanabe, that's it for this year's trade. You have all the horses, furs and herbs you want. We have traveled all the way, and every coastal tribe has traded. If you want better furs and herbs, we have to go to the snow field in the north..."

"By the way, the two mares on the boat are not Shantar horses. Shantar horses are shorter than these horses, not much better than Kyushu horses. These shoulder-high ones are Mongolian horses, or Mongolian horses and mountain horses. The hybrid of the Tatar horse... I specially let the head of the Malai group help Ichiro to pick it!"

"Oh! Two Mongolian mares... really clever!"

Hearing this, Watanabe Masumi pondered for a moment, then smiled suddenly.

"Mr. Murakami, are you thinking that when the Jurchens get their hands on the horses next year, they will be bred first and then sent to Kyoto?"

"Master Watanabe! The Jurchen horse is dedicated to the Patriarch!"

Speaking of this, Murakami Jitong's expression became serious, and he stared fiercely at the eyes of monk soldier Watanabe.

"As for how the Patriarch should deal with it, that's up to the Patriarch to decide! Do you understand!..."

"Oh! Hi! You're right."

Seeing the anger in Murakami's eyes, Masumi Watanabe frowned. He looked at each other for a few breaths, then lowered his head slightly to give in.

"The trade in the extreme north is naturally dominated by the Oysterzaki Patriarch! ... Buddha bless us!"

"Well, the Buddha blesses you!"

Seeing the monk Watanabe bowing his head, Murakami Jitong's expression softened a little. He pondered for a moment, looking around at the ocean boat he was commanding, his chest gradually rose with pride.

At this moment, more than a dozen docile North Korean sailors, all wearing warm leather robes, were running back and forth, preparing to raise the complex five-sided sail. They are all Koreans who were plundered by warriors from various countries in the southwest, but ironically, as skilled sailors with skills, their life in the country is actually much better than in the harsh hierarchical kingdom of Korea.

This ocean-going Zheyang Tang ship has three decks, five sails, and more than two hundred materials. The "material" here is a unit of volume, one cubic meter is one hundred materials, and the drainage weight of one material is about 0.33 tons. Therefore ~lightnovelpub.net~ this ocean-going boat with more than 200 materials has a displacement of about 70 tons. The three decks can carry goods, and the carrying capacity is medium.

The length of the entire Zheyangtang ship is about 20 meters, the width is more than five meters, and the height is about four meters. The hull has large wood as the keel, and the structure is strong. Multi-layer decks and criss-cross wooden frames are used to enhance the stability of the hull and the ability to resist wind and waves. At the same time, the front and rear of the hull are also equipped with unique "sail boards", 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 galleys of the Lake Kingdom, the shipbuilding technology is at least two eras ahead!

Such a complicated ocean-going ship is naturally not something that Oysterzaki's shipwrights and sailors can handle. In fact, in the entire Republic of China right now, there are very few shipwrights who can repair such ships. For the warriors of the Warring States, the best solution to this kind of problem is naturally one word...

"Watanabe, where is the gold shipbuilder?"

Murakami Jitong looked around, but couldn't find the boatman. He pursed his lips, and then spoke to the monk soldier Watanabe.

"Please ask him to check this big ship again! Next, we will go directly eastward, across the North Sea for hundreds of miles, and arrive at the southern tip of Huatai Island!"

(end of this chapter)