freenovelworld Chapter 635 I can’t get up
Chapter 635 I can’t get up
Dalang sank to a squat, unable to close his mouth or get up. His eyes were wide open, as if he had been cast into a spell, and he was frozen in place.
If there weren't three familiar living people standing beside him, and if his father hadn't just said those words to him, the scene before him would have made him feel like he was dreaming.
He rubbed his eyes, fearing that he had seen it wrong, but the scene before him was clearly displayed before him, without a trace of blur.
This mansion was actually General Jing's residence, but it also seemed different. He had grown up in General Jing's residence and was familiar with every brick and tile there. The original General Jing's residence, nestled amid the hustle and bustle of the capital, was simple and ancient, yet it bore the marks of time, worn and mottled.
But here, there was a vast expanse of land, boundless and lush with greenery. Surrounded by verdant mountains and rivers, a clear stream gurgled, with several large boats moored in its waters. The azure sky was high and clear, and the fresh air filled his face. Everywhere was filled with life and energy. This stark contrast was difficult for him to adjust to. He finally realized that he had entered a completely different world.
"What are you standing there for? Get up quickly. Your cousin has sent you the porcelain and tea. It's up to you how to load them on the ship and go out to sea to make money." Jing Changjiang's voice suddenly rang out, breaking Dalang's daze.
He finally came to his senses, scrambled to his feet, brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, and a glint of determination flashed in his eyes. "My third brother and I will be responsible for moving. No one else can come in, otherwise Cousin Xi will..." Before he could finish his words, Jing Changjiang slapped him on the back of his head.
Jing Changjiang glared at him, his tone filled with a hint of reproach, but also a hint of relief: "You have a conscience, kid, and you still know how to protect your cousin."
Dalang’s meaning was very clear. He couldn’t let other people know the secret of the space, so naturally he had to come in and move it himself, and he would never ask anyone else to do it.
"Of course, we only have one aunt, so naturally I have to protect my only cousin." Dalang touched his head, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. He looked at the porcelain scattered on the floor, frowning slightly, a little worried.
There were so many porcelains. How long would it take for him and Sanlang to move them? He looked at his father and Xu Zize again, his thoughts clear in his eyes: with two more people, the speed would be doubled.
Jing Changjiang looked disgusted, astonished by his idiotic son. "What are you thinking? What should we move first before loading the ship? And then where is the best place to put these eight ships? They'll be hidden from view and convenient for them to meet up with the other twenty ships and unload their cargo."
Jing Changjiang glared at Dalang, an expression of disappointment. Then he looked at Jing Chunxi, his tone filled with a hint of doting: "The Fairy Auntie won't make us work so hard."
"The heaviest porcelain should naturally be placed on the bottom plywood, tea should be placed on the second layer to prevent moisture, and silk, being precious, should be piled higher up." As Dalang finished speaking, Jing Chunxi pointed at the large ships. Her movements were gentle yet firm, as if she were guided by a magical force.
"I'll unload the original tea leaves first. It's good that the porcelain is out of the way. If it's kept pressed down like this, the land in the space will hardly grow grass." Jing Chunxi said, waving his hand gently.
Everyone held their breath as they watched everything on the boat, except for the porcelain, fly out of the cabin with a wave of her hand and be neatly placed on the open space. Then, with a sweep of her hand, the porcelain on the ground flew into the cabin and were neatly placed there.
Dalang stared at this scene with his eyes wide open, secretly exclaiming in his heart: This is simply a magical fairy! How could this be possible?
In the end, only the bottom warehouse and half of the second floor were occupied. No matter how much Jing Chunxi waved his hands, no more porcelain flew up and no one could get in. Everyone was surprised.
"The fairy aunt is so kind. She even helps us predict the carrying capacity of the ship." Xu Zize's words made the four of them suddenly enlightened. They felt that this was indeed the case. The carrying capacity of the ship is still limited.
If you can't move it, then just stop moving it. The remaining space is just right for loading and unloading tea and silk. Once it's full, there's enough space for people to move on.
It took only a short while to load and unload the eight ships, and Dalang understood what had happened through his own eyes and his father's words. He looked at everything in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotion.
It turns out that all of this was planned, but I was still in the dark.
Just as my grandmother said, cousin Xi is a blessed person. Good people will always be blessed, and even the gods will protect and help her.
"Litchi Bay is actually like a bend in the sea, embracing two arms. We should just place the boat in the direction it came from Jian'an County, right?" Dalang thought for a moment and asked tentatively. He was very familiar with Litchi Bay, and he was 90% sure of his choice of location.
"Yes! But this location must be hidden. Look at the space, there are so many porcelains and teas. These eight ships will have to go back and forth four or five times to load them all." Jing Changjiang nodded, with a serious look in his eyes.
"Got it! I'll take you there later." Dalang nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
This time, Xu Zize hit Dalang's shoulder hard, but he immediately cried out in pain. "You're such a piece of rotten meat!" Xu Zize said with a smile, a hint of ridicule in his tone, and then rubbed his fist that was hurt by the blow.
Dalang also rubbed his shoulders, with a simple smile on his face: "Haha, there's nothing I can do, it's something I've learned from doing physical labor."
"Hahaha!" These words immediately drew everyone's hearty laughter.
The laughter echoed in the space, full of strength and hope, and Jing Chunxi was also full of confidence.
Litchi Bay, like a gentle arm, tightly embraced the mountain where they were. It was like a natural barrier. As long as the ships were sheltered in the embrace of Litchi Bay, no matter how rough the wind and waves outside, they could not be shaken in the slightest, providing the safest shelter for the ships anchored here.
After coming out of the space, Jing Chunxi thought Dalang would lead them down the mountain, but unexpectedly Dalang pointed to the left and said, "Go left and east." So everyone followed the circular mountain road next to it, turning left, east, and then back.
Although it was just getting dark, the light in the woods was dim, and the branches and leaves were intertwined, making it almost impossible to see the road. Dalang hesitated and wanted to go back and get a lantern, which would make it safer to walk.
However, just as he was still hesitating, Jing Chunxi pulled out a torch from his space and handed it to Dalang, saying, "Brother Dalang, here's a torch!" Dalang took the torch and lit it. The flames leaped, instantly illuminating the road ahead. The flames seemed especially bright in the darkness, like a beacon of hope, guiding them in the right direction.
After walking around the flat ground for about half a mile, Dalang finally called out, "We're almost down the mountain, be careful." At this point, Jing Changjiang also had Jing Chunxi give him a torch. The two torches, one in front and one behind, lit up the entire path. The flames flickered in the night, illuminating the surrounding scenery with clarity.
In the nearby bushes, some small animals were frightened, rustling and scurrying away. Their figures flashed in the firelight, adding a touch of life to the silent night.
The road was a bit steep, and there were no man-made steps. It was all rugged rocks and dirt, making it difficult to walk. Xu Zize walked in front of Jing Chunxi attentively, always carefully standing firm before reaching out to help her.
Along the way, they occasionally heard similar bird calls, clear and melodious, like the singing of spirits in the forest. Occasionally, Dalang would respond, his voice deep and powerful, echoing the bird's call. After a few consecutive responses, the birds gradually faded, as if they had recognized the visitor's identity and flew away in peace.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, when he felt something soft beneath his feet, Dalang finally said, "We've reached the beach."
Stopping, the firelight reflected on the beach, and the golden sand shimmered in the firelight, as if it were a golden ocean. In the distance, the waves gently hit the beach, making a soft sound, which formed a sharp contrast with the tranquility of the mountains and forests.