Balk Village, where the Zaksulu tribe is located, is located on a hill on the north bank of the Balk River with mountains on its back and water on its side. Houses with spiers and domes are scattered on the hillside, with beige roofs hidden among the green mountain forests. The front and back of the houses are covered with red azaleas.
When the four boats found a deep water spot and anchored, Zhao Xin first ordered the accompanying security company and migrant workers to camp by the river. First, there were too many people on his side, and if they all went to the village, they would frighten the villagers; second, because If too many armed soldiers enter the village, accidents may occur. After he, Liu Sheng, Zhang Bo, A Miao, and a few guards landed ashore, they followed Saharian and Ushiha towards the village.
"It's so beautiful!" A Miao pulled Zhao Xin's sleeve, looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her, and admired sincerely. Zhao Xin nodded. He really didn't expect that the spring scenery here would be so moving.
"After so many years, you are still the first batch of Han people to come here." Saha couldn't help but look back at the four strange ships behind him, amazed in his heart. He thought he would see a lot of magical things in Fuldan City, but he didn't expect to see even more magical things today.
"Haha, more Han people will come in the future, and we will all work together to plant land and vegetables, raise pigs and cattle; there will also be people to help you with medical treatment." Zhao Xin explained to Saharian with a smile.
"That's great! We have fish here all year round, and we can eat endless delicacies and game. But it's a pity that there is no food in winter."
When hundreds of people in kayaks gradually came ashore, the village in the distance was alarmed and suddenly began to boil. The first to react were the hundreds of dogs kept by each family. They ran out of the village and surrounded Zhao Xin and his party, wagging their tails at the guests and running and screaming happily around.
Zhang Bo saw that among these dogs, there were poodles, large wolfdogs, and even thin-waisted dogs from the northwest. Moreover, these dogs all had large copper rings hanging under their necks. He couldn't help but curiously asked Uhiha: "Miss Uhiha, why are there so many varieties of dogs here? Why do all these dogs have collars hanging around their necks?"
Wu Xi laughed and explained: "That's not a collar, it's for tying the yoke and tying the fiber rope!"
"What? And tie it with a fiber rope. Can dogs also pull fiber?"
"Why not! In addition to using dogs to pull sleds and hunting in winter, we also rely on dogs to pull fibers when traveling upstream on the river."
"Oh, I really learned a lot today!" Zhang Bo said with a grin.
The reason why the Hezhe people are called the "dog tribe" is because every family raises dogs. For example, Wu Xiha's family has dozens of dogs. These dogs are not used to guard homes or play with people, but are "working dogs"; just like the Oroqen people raise deer and the Daur people raise horses.
As everyone walked, they listened to Saharian say: "In the early years, when Emperor Kangxi was in power. There was a dog plague outbreak one year, not to mention our place. All the villages and townships in the Heilongjiang and Wusuli River areas The dogs are almost dead!”
"Ah!" A Miao asked quickly: "What happened next?"
"Later, someone came to Beijing and told Emperor Kangxi about this matter. Emperor Kangxi issued an edict and selected 3,000 dogs from all over the pass and sent people to deliver them to us. So you see, what is it like here? There are all kinds of dogs.”
When everyone heard this, they laughed. Zhao Xin laughed a few times and then suddenly frowned. He turned to look at Liu Sheng, but saw Liu Sheng also looking at him. The two of them understood each other tacitly.
Balk Village is originally very peaceful in spring and summer. The Hezhe people refuse to miss the best time to catch catfish. They go out early in the morning and come back late every day to fish. Sometimes they even drift along the river or sleep on the river beach. Therefore, apart from the elderly, there are generally only women and children in the village.
But Zhao Xin's sudden visit during the spring flood season disrupted the plans of the Hezhe people who were originally going out to fish. So all the men, women, and children in the village came to the river to see the four strange boats and these strange Han people like Zhao Xin.
When Uxi pulled A Miao, who was like a little fairy, and Zhao Xin followed Saharian and others into the village behind him, the women, children and girls who were busy drying fish, making fish tendons, and tanning fish skins They all came swarming to join in the fun.
Women from the border areas do not have the ethical concepts of the Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Virtues. In their minds, people have to express their joy, anger and sorrow according to their own will.
These women first looked at Zhao Xin and his party in surprise. Then they looked at A Miao, who was walking side by side with Wu Xiha. They stretched out their fishy-smelling hands to touch the cloud-like black hair, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God! Her hair is smoother than satin!"
Others looked at A Miao's beautiful big eyes and shallow dimples, and pretended to be surprised and exclaimed: "Oh, here comes another little Baljun (fairy)!" After that, they were so presumptuous. He reached out and pinched A Miao's cheek gently.
At this time, suddenly like dark clouds, as two tall figures walked in, the women found that the light in front of them was blocked. "Oh my God! What a tall man!"
"So strong and so attractive! Haha!"
"Like it? If you like it, take it home!" As soon as these words came out, all the villagers burst into laughter.
A fat woman twisted her fat body so that all kinds of weird ornaments tied to the skirt and hem of her clothes jingled. He smiled at Saharian and asked: "Saharian, take your daughter." Are you going to Fuldan City to find your son-in-law?"
Saharian laughed and scolded: "You women, what are you talking about! These are Han Chinese from Fuldan City and they can't understand us at all. You are ogling a blind man!"
A Miao was a little scared and held Wu Xiha's hand tightly. Wu Xiha knew that people like Zhao Xin were new here, so they probably couldn't stand these seemingly rude, but actually full of well-intentioned ridicules and compliments. So he stood up and stood in front of A Miao. While talking, he stopped those women from touching her again.
Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng found it very funny. They couldn't understand the Manchu language of the Hezhe people, so they allowed the women, old people and children to touch their clothes.
As for touching your face? If you have enough, you win!
This is when a woman in the crowd joked to Wu Xiha: "Wu Xiha, which one here is your Haidongqing?"
"Yeah, yeah, tell us quickly!"
Wu Xiha's face turned red, and he said in annoyance and shame: "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense! Brother Qiji, take care of your wife!" Everyone saw the shy and angry look of Mr. Baer, who was famous from all over the country, and they all cheered. laughing out loud.
The group of people chatted and laughed all the way, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the door of the Sakhalian family's courtyard. Wu Xiha pushed open the fence door and invited Zhao Xin and others in.
When Zhao Xin walked into this clean and tidy yard, he saw several wooden poles more than ten meters high standing in front of the door. There were several cross-shaped beams on the top, filled with fish cut in half. On the top beam, a sea turtle crouched there, motionless.
On the right side of the main house, there is a warehouse built suspended on six pillars. The foundation is almost one meter high from the ground. Sandwiched between the main house and the warehouse are several sacred pillars.
The main house of the Sakhalian family is a birch bark house like other houses; but what is different from other houses is that his house looks large and spacious, with as many as six or seven adjoining houses. This is the difference of being a surname leader. Whenever there is any discussion or festival in the village, the villagers will come here, but the house is too small.
"Good guy! Why hang the fish so high?" Liu Sheng asked in surprise.
Ushiha explained: "When summer comes, there will be more flies. Hang it higher so flies can't fly up."
Zhao Xin nodded and said: "That's good. If flies can't get up, they won't be able to lay eggs on the fish."
Saharian nodded and praised: "What you said is right to the point."
"What about the eagle? Don't eagles eat fish?" Liu Sheng pointed at Hai Dongqing and asked.
Wu Xi laughed and said, "That's the sea turtle I raise at home. I put it on top to watch out of fear of birds stealing the fish."
Saharian's wife died of illness a few years ago. Now that there are so many guests, several village women come to help. Some help boil water, while others go to the warehouse to carry wine, caviar and fried caviar. Fish floss; or, take out a few large carp directly from the tank in the yard and start preparing the raw fish.
In the spacious and tidy main room, Zhao Xin and several other men were invited to sit on the Western Kang; Wu Xiha took A Miao to his room. Liu Sheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Saharian. At this time, a woman placed a small square table on the kang and took a few wooden bowls to place them.
Saharian took down a birch bark box from the shelf behind him, and after opening it carefully, the aroma of inferior fermented tea wafted out. He put some crushed tea leaves in each person's wooden bowl. After a while, a woman came in carrying an aluminum cooking pot filled with boiling water and scooped the water into the wooden bowl with a wooden spoon.
Zhao Xin picked up the wooden bowl and took a sip. His mouth was full of bitterness and he thought to himself, where did he buy this adulterated product? But he didn't know that this place was far away from the tea-producing area in Guan Nei, so it was extremely difficult to have such low-quality broken tea. Saharian got this tea in exchange for five fine mink skins in Ninggu Pagoda a few years ago, and he would not even bear to drink it on weekdays.
Saharian took a puff of the cigarette with satisfaction, and the mellow smoke made him feel smoky. He carefully looked at the white cigarette in his hand, thinking how come these Han people always have so much good stuff!
"Mr. Zhao, where are all of you going?"
Zhao Xindao: "We are going to the north of Kuye Island this time, and we are going to visit Trinshiji tomorrow."
"Yes. You are all Han people, so you should go and pay homage. The stone tablets and temples there were erected by the emperor of the former Ming Dynasty. They are sacred objects and have blessed the peace of our people along the river for hundreds of years!"
Liu Sheng chuckled and teased: "Saharian, you still don't know that this Mr. Zhao is a descendant of the former Ming Emperor."
When Zhao Xin heard this, he immediately gave Liu Sheng a big roll of his eyes, saying to himself, "You are so afraid of chaos in the world!"
"What?" Saharian was stunned, and a long piece of cigarette ash fell on him.
Zhao Xin quickly explained: "We are too far apart, so don't listen to his nonsense."
"Heirs of the emperor!" Saharian hurriedly threw away the cigarette butts in his hands, knelt down on the kang, and kowtowed to Zhao Xin repeatedly. In his opinion, even the descendants of the emperor of tomorrow hundreds of years ago were not ordinary people. For such a person to be a guest in a remote village like theirs, Saharian suddenly felt proud.
In fact, Zhao Xin and the others came by chance! If he had set off more than ten days later, Saharian would have led his people south to Deleng Enmu City. At this time, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was already preparing to publicize that Zhao Xin and others were just a group of overseas bandits at Deleng'en's Wulin Appreciation Party, and reminded all townships and ministries not to be deceived by them.
Fortunately, Saharian and his daughter went to Fuldan City by mistake in the winter, and because of the warm-heartedness of Liu Sheng and Serdan, they first cured his old cold leg, and then returned with large and small bags of things. The Hezhe people from Zak Sulu's tribe had a good impression of Zhao Xin and the others. If Zhao Xin delays for a few more days and waits until June or July, then all the people in this area will be soldiers!
Saharian was a little at a loss at this time. The biggest official he had ever seen was just the deputy commander of Sanxing City and Ningguta. Now there was actually a "descendant of the former Ming Emperor" in his family. How could he not be shocked? ! Thinking that the Yongning Temple and the stone tablets on Trilin Shiji were erected by the former Ming emperor, is this person in front of me here to worship his ancestors? !
Seeing that the old man became a little flustered, Zhao Xin quickly comforted him with gentle words. During the conversation, he asked about the other party's old cold legs. Saharian was even more shocked after hearing this. He didn't expect that the "descendant of the emperor" actually knew medical skills.
Everyone talked for a while, and suddenly the door curtain swung, and Wu Xiha walked in with A Miao, who had changed into a Hezhe costume. A Miao's long hair was actually combed into a big braid by Wu Xiha. The tip of the whip was tied with shiny shells and snow-white fish bones like Wu Xiha's; only the fish was full of patterns. The leather jacket was a bit too big, so A Miao rolled up the sleeves to make it look less awkward.
"What a beautiful little fairy!" Saharian's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but admire her.
"These two girls stand together, they really look like a pair of sisters!" Zhang Bo couldn't help but give high-fives in praise.
Liu Sheng coaxed: "Amiao, you might as well consider Wu Xiha as your sister."
A Miao's beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Xin, which means it's up to you to decide whether it's okay or not...
That night, a grand banquet was held simultaneously at Sakhalian's house and on the banks of the Balk River. Clusters of campfires were blazing, and the villagers of Balk Village brought home-brewed local wine, delicious caviar, fluffy and delicious fried fish hair (fish floss), and various mountain delicacies to entertain the guests. With this group of Han people from the south bank of Xingkai Lake. People in Beihai Town also took high-strength liquor, various cans and cigarettes from the boat and distributed them to the arriving villagers.
Various roasted game meats dripping with grease on wooden racks, fragrant white flour cakes in pans, and fish soup boiling in two-ear iron pots. All these aromas are mixed together and drifting on the banks of the Balk River.
Zhao Xin drank too much again.
Although the Shanchu wine brewed by the Hezhe people is soft in the mouth, it has great staying power. Saharian and his daughter toasted to distinguished guests like Zhao Xin and others who came from afar during the dinner. After this drink, Zhao Xin was already a little top-heavy; but Wu Xiha took them to the lively bonfire party on the river bank.
Drunk and confused, the Hezhe people in the camp were singing and dancing, holding up their wine bowls and singing loudly. Everyone in Beihai Town couldn't understand what was being sung, so they just clapped along with the beat. The women who couldn't reach Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng's faces during the day also became bolder at this time. They came over one after another to twist and touch them and compare their softness with each other.
Liu Sheng smiled and didn't take it seriously, but A Miao on the side was furious and quickly stood up to stop him. The women had achieved their goal and turned and left with laughter.
The next morning, after sobering up in the camp by the river, Zhao Xin took two hangover pills. A Miao brought him a bowl of vinegar-flavored fish soup. After drinking it, he felt alive.
You know this is the result! Zhao Xin thought helplessly. Seeing that many people in the camp were still hungover, he decided to set off to Trinshiji again tomorrow.
In the afternoon, he and Liu Sheng went to Saharian's house again. Zhao Xin asked Saharian about the symptoms of his old cold legs in detail, and then looked at his swollen and somewhat deformed knees, thinking that it was rheumatoid arthritis. So he asked A Miao to go to the ship to get a box of cephalosporins, remove the outer carton, and asked Saharian to take one pill every day. Said to wait until they come back from Bitterleaf Island to see the effect.
Because he had seen the efficacy of Beihai Town's medicine in Fuldan City before, Saharian had no doubts about Zhao Xin's words. Just when he was about to tear off the aluminum foil sealed package of Cesporum, Zhao Xin quickly explained: "This medicine should be taken immediately after exposure to light. Do not tear it open in advance, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine will be weakened."
Finally, Zhao Xin solemnly told Saharian and Wu Xiha: "You must not drink alcohol for two days before and after taking this medicine. You must remember! Otherwise something will happen!"
Saharian just heard from Zhao Xin that the pack of medicines in his hand contained 12 pills in total. According to this calculation, wouldn't he be unable to drink for a month? Thinking of this, the originally smiling face suddenly turned into a look of bitterness.
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