At this moment, Huang Donglai obviously spoke English to Tyrell with the mentality of "it doesn't cost anything to try anyway".
Although he didn't know where the black uncle in front of him came from or what his mother tongue was, or whether the English of this world and era was the same as that of his original world, considering that English was the only language he had mastered, Diudiu’s foreign language, he could only try in English.
"What did you say?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Brother Huang finished speaking, Tyrell suddenly jumped up, rushed to the edge of the iron cage, pressed his face against the railing of the cage, and said this to him.
This time, Huang Donglai felt weak...
Because his English level is relatively poor, he can do a few simple things with people...such as his name, how old he is, where he comes from, etc. But if he really wants to have a more in-depth conversation with someone He can't hold a conversation in English.
Now that he was asked this question, Huang Donglai began to mutter in his heart: "Is it because I didn't pronounce the sentence correctly just now? Didn't he hear clearly?"
But actually...that's not the case.
It's not that Tyrell didn't understand Huang Donglai's question just now, but he couldn't believe that there was a "man from the country" in front of him speaking English to him.
For Tyrell, being able to suddenly hear such a familiar language in a foreign country was like thunder on a sunny day, so he looked at Huang Donglai as if he had seen a life-saving straw, his eyes full of excitement and expectation. .
Huang Donglai was so stared at that his scalp was numb, but when he looked back, he saw that there were only four Zhao Chao and one Zhang Yu around him, so he had no choice but to continue on by himself.
"I...said...what's your name?" Huang Donglai spoke very slowly this time, mainly because he was not sure whether his grammar and pronunciation were correct or accurate.
"My name is Tyrael! Oh god! You can speak English!" Now Tyrael was sure that the other party was really communicating with him in English.
Then...he cried.
While Tyrell was crying, he was talking in vague English about all the things he had encountered and all the hardships he had suffered along the way. He said that he was already in despair, but he didn't expect that God would bless him today. Here he met a Chinese man who understood English. This must be a miracle sent by God... blablabla...
Ladies and gentlemen, some people must be wondering when they see this: Can the black uncles of this era speak English? And you still believe in God?
I need to explain a little here. In this parallel universe, the historical processes of various countries are similar to the history we are familiar with, but different - some events are ahead of schedule, some events are delayed, and some are not at all. occur.
The previous document mentioned that the Yi Dynasty where Shuangxie lived lasted for more than three hundred years, so the era corresponding to the "Twenty Years of Yongtai" was almost the end of the seventeenth century.
At that time, the Europeans' evil "triangle trade" had been going on for more than a hundred years, and countless black slaves had already flowed to Europe and the American continent.
This "Tyrrell", in fact, you can tell from his name. He is definitely not an aboriginal who was just captured from Africa, because the names of real African aborigines have some... Even if you don't have some foundation in ventriloquism, you may not be able to You can read it out.
Tyrell is the third generation descendant of European black slaves. Before he was exiled to Dashu, the "master" he followed was a strange man with a very special identity and ability, and his "master" did not Treating Tyrell not as a slave, but as a "servant" or even a "companion", Tyrell also became a Catholic under the influence of his master.
Of course, we won’t go into detail about the story of Tyrael and his master here, and we will tell it later when the book “Double Harmony Makes a Trouble in Castlevania”.
Let’s talk about now...
Huang Dong came to see Tyrell and chattered a lot. With his English proficiency, it was natural that he could not keep up with him. So, after waiting for the other person to calm down a little, he interrupted: "OK OK... STOP!"
When Tyrell was drunk by him, he obediently shut up.
Then, Huang Donglai pointed at himself and said: "Me, english, just little, you understand?"
Not to mention, because he already knew Chinese, Tyrell really understood the meaning of Huang Donglai's words. This also made Tyrell a little disappointed, because he thought he had met someone who could communicate with him without any barriers. I didn’t expect that the other person only knew a little bit of English.
But Tyrell then thought again, no matter what, knowing a little is better than not knowing at all. Anyway, he can speak a little Chinese, and the two parties should be able to communicate with each other by talking and gesticulating.
So, Tyrell thought for a few seconds, pointed at himself, and said, "I am good at speaking, do you understand?"
When everyone around heard this, they realized that this black uncle could also say a few words to us, so that would be much easier... right?
To make a long story short, after a ten-minute conversation that was similar to a "patient communication", Huang Donglai roughly learned that Tyrell was thirty-seven years old and originally lived in Eastern Europe with his owner. Later, he went to sea because of some things, and then Later, he encountered pirates. After changing hands several times, he was finally sold to Dashu from the Fujian area.
After Sun Yixie and Jiang Muchan heard Huang Dong say the name "Tyrrell", they both remembered the iron plate they had obtained from Shi Xuanzi. That plate was placed in Brother Sun's luggage. Then, they took it out and showed it to Tyrell. Tyrell said a lot of things they didn't understand, but it didn't matter. He was just talking about the origin of the brand.
This iron plate was engraved by the last batch of pirates who dealt with Tyrell, because these pirates found that Tyrell was obviously different from other slaves. Not only was he tall and strong, he was also well-educated. Not only can he recognize Western writing, he can also recognize many artifacts that pirates may not recognize...
The pirates felt that this guy could definitely be sold at a high price, so in order to distinguish him from other slaves (in the eyes of people at the time, black people all looked similar, and it was easy to get confused just by looking at their appearance), they carved this piece He burned the iron plate red and left a mark on his back.
"Brother Huang, what should we do now? We can't take him on the road, right?" Qin Feng is the most conservative of the six, so he is quite worried about taking such a black brother with him.
"Indeed, this... uh... Brother Tai is too eye-catching. It will be a little inconvenient to take him with you, right?" Jiang Muchan also answered.
"Having said that, we can't leave him alone." Huang Donglai said.
Huang Donglai's words make sense. Even if he says "you free, you can go" to Tyrell now, Tyrell will never leave because he has nowhere to go.
A foreigner like Tyrell who doesn't understand the language and has a completely different appearance walks on the land of Dashu. As long as he encounters someone, he will either be scared away by him, or he will be caught or killed by others. There is no other possibility. ...Unless Tyrell can walk all the way back to Europe and find his original home, Huang Donglai and others will be his only support.
"Brother Huang, how about we turn back now and let him live at your house first? We can wait until we finish our business in Guangzhou and then consider how to deal with him?" Sun Yixie suggested at this time.
Can Huang Donglai not know what kind of medicine Sun Yixie sells in his gourd? When he heard this, he snorted coldly: "Hmph... When our things in Guangzhou are over, if you sneak to Hangzhou, it doesn't mean that I will take care of everything." ?”
"Tsk... Oops~ There's nothing we can do about it." Sun Yixie saw that his evil idea was exposed instantly, so he started to laugh in a long voice.
"Mao!" The next second, Huang Donglai also made a suggestion, "Why don't we just take him with us? Isn't it just a bit ostentatious? The six of us will not be ostentatious when we go out? You surnamed Sun, you are Aren't you a little panicked when you saw Uncle Hei? What's the secret?"
"Get out! What am I worried about?" Sun Yixie was aroused by this provocation, and he got excited. He ran to Tyrell and said, "Follow us, together, go to Guangzhou." , understand the work of Karma?"
Tyrell couldn't understand his messy words, so Tyrell immediately turned his head and looked at Huang Donglai with a "begging for translation" look.
"Why are you looking at him?" But Sun Yixie immediately reached out and pulled Tyrell's face back, saying, "Just listen to me, I said the calculation!"
Tyrell looked at Brother Sun and seemed to understand something from his expression and tone. Then he nodded and replied in Chinese: "Okay."
When the other people saw this, they didn't say much. After all, this "Hunyuan Star Gate" was decided by Shuang Xie; besides... Huang Dong was right, they themselves were quite eye-catching. .
In this way, this group of six people became a group of seven people.
After confirming that Tyrell could also ride a horse, everyone tied a horse left by a bandit to him, and then continued towards Guangzhou.
