Lose 100 million today

When the prisoner heard what Chu Zheng said, he breathed a sigh of relief. This pirate leader didn't seem so cruel.

The prisoner was relieved, but the other pirates were confused.

Don't they just fight and kill as pirates?

Chuzheng scanned the prisoners and asked, "Who is in charge of the ship?"

The prisoners looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Chuzheng glanced at the people behind her. The pirate was very discerning and stepped forward to grab one of them. He put a knife across the other person's neck: "Tell me, who is in charge!"

Before the threatened person could say anything, Chuzheng said first, "What are you doing?"

Pirate: "??" Isn't that what you mean?

"Don't be so bloody." Chuzheng said nonchalantly: "Throw him into the sea, and throw him there until he can."

pirate:"……"

captive:"……"

Isn't this bloody?

Isn't it bloody if you can't see blood?

But Chuzheng is the island owner, so they will do whatever the island owner says.

The pirate dragged the man toward the side of the ship.

"No, help! Don't throw me down, help!"

"I said! I said, let me go!!"

The pirate stopped, and the man immediately pointed to the crowd: "He, he is the one in charge."

The identified steward's face was livid, and the pirates roughly took him out.

"You... what do you want to do?" The steward's voice trembled: "You take everything on this boat. I just ask you to let us live."

Chuzheng said nothing and glanced at the pirate beside her.

The pirates are a little panicked. What do the island owners do now? They can't answer this question!

Chuzheng: "..."

pirate:"???"

Just when the pirates were confused, the boy they had seen before was bringing a chair over and placing it behind Chu Zheng.

Pirate: "!!!" Damn it!

I'm sorry that they don't understand this routine. After all, the previous island owner didn't have this problem.

Bu Qing's appearance made the captives feel strange in their hearts.

This boy doesn't look like a pirate...

"Why are you down here?" Ka is a good guy and is sensible.

"...Can't I come down?" Bu Qing asked cautiously.

"No." Chuzheng could now speak with dignity: "Go get another chair."

The pirates rushed over and not only brought chairs, but also brought a small table and placed it between Chu Zheng and Bu Qing. The young man put some food on it.

Chuzheng settled Bu Qing and looked up at the steward kneeling in front: "What are you pulling on the boat?"

The steward trembled: "Tea leaves."

"tea?"

The steward nodded: "Yes, they are all tea leaves. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to see it. I don't dare to lie to you."

The pirate had already looked at it just now and nodded to Chu Zheng. It was indeed tea.

Chuzheng's fingertips rested on the armrests of the chair, tapping them repeatedly.

There is no use for me to get tea leaves...

"you know……"

"I don't know, I don't know anything." The steward said with a tearful tone, "Please let me go. I have an old man and a young man in my family. They are just waiting for me to support them. Even if I die, they won't be able to survive." Please let us live, we won't say anything when we go back."

Chuzheng was annoyed: "I haven't even finished speaking, what do you know?"

Steward: "..." He is afraid.

This is a pirate, a pirate who kills without blinking an eye! Everyone who goes to sea knows that if you are unlucky and encounter pirates, you will die.

“Did you know there were ships that carried cloth?”

Steward: "???"

cloth?

He really... knows.

"I...I'm telling you, can you let me live?"

Chuzheng didn't respond: "Tell me and listen."

Steward: "..."

The pirate looked fierce: "Speak quickly!"

The steward was shocked by the knife in the pirate's hand: "There is another ship behind us, which is transporting cloth. It sets off two days later than us."

"Same line?"

The steward nodded, they were all their merchant ships with the same destination, of course on the same route.

Chuzheng wanted cloth. These tea leaves were of little use, but he couldn't let them go for the time being, so he kept them for now.

The prisoners were all locked up. Chuzheng was afraid that someone would cause trouble, so he directly had them drugged, enough to make them sleep for a day.

"Island owner, why don't we kill them?" The pirates said they didn't understand.

What are you keeping these people for? New Year?

"Are you very free?"

Pirate: "..." Kind of.

Chuzheng: "Go and clean the boat."

Pirates: "..." They are pirates! pirate! ! Did they do the cleaning and stuff? ?

The last group of pirates went to do general cleaning in frustration.

Bu Qing cleaned Chuzheng's room and wiped his sweat a little tiredly.

"Why are you doing this again?" Chuzheng came in and saw Bu Qing working.

Bu Qing pointed outside.

Didn't you ask everyone to clean it?

"They have nothing to do, and you have nothing to do either?"

"..." There was indeed nothing to do. Chu Zheng did not restrict his movements, but there was nothing else on the ship to keep him busy.

Chuzheng took out two books from the cabinet: "Read more if you have nothing to do."

Bu Qing was stunned for a moment, with longing in his eyes, but soon he shook his head, he couldn't understand.

"I'll teach you. Do you want to learn?"

Reading and literacy can make people become more powerful, Bu Qing knows this.

But……

Can he really?

"come over."

Bu Qing looked at Chu Zheng's open palms. She wanted to teach him... that he could recognize more words and understand more knowledge.

He could write down what he wanted to say and let her know.

Bu Qing rubbed his clothes with his palm and placed it on Chu Zheng's palm.

Chuzheng pulled the person next to him and sat down, almost hugging him.

Chuzheng opened the book and said, "Show me all the words you know."

"..."

Bu Qing's eyes fell on the book, his fingers pressed against the pages and moved slowly.

What Bu Qing recognized were relatively common and easy-to-recognize characters with few strokes.

"This Zi Nian Bi is used for writing." Chu Zheng taught her one word at a time.

Bu Qing listened carefully and remembered every word carefully.

Chuzheng didn't teach too much. After all, a person's memory is limited and it is impossible to learn too much at the same time.

"Write it down." Chuzheng prepared the blank paper and ink: "Write it down a few times and you will remember it."

Bu Qing nodded obediently and slowly began to trace.

A word may be written awkwardly at first, but then it becomes much smoother.

When he wrote a word that he couldn't remember how to pronounce, he pointed at that word and carefully tugged on Chuzheng's sleeve.

Chuzheng patiently taught him again.

But if he still can't remember, Bu Qing will be punished...

Although Bu Qing felt that she was taking advantage of him, Bu Qing was too ashamed to make any mistakes.

Chuzheng compiled a list of stroke radicals for Bu Qing in the evening and asked him to write them down clearly.

Bu Qing was about to write immediately.

"What are you doing? I'll write tomorrow. It's time to go to bed."

Bu Qing pursed his lower lip and lay back obediently.

Chuzheng went up, and the boy obediently leaned over and put his arms around Chuzheng's waist.

＊

Monthly tickets, little cuties! ! Take a vote!