The fishing villages of this era are no match for the ocean fishery in later generations, and hundreds of high-power ocean fishing boats are parked. The fishermen in this era can only fish in the near sea, and it is good to have enough food and clothing. The fishing villages look very poor and simple. Most people live in simple wooden houses, and there are very few tiled houses. Most of the wooden roofs are made of thatch, and there are large and small fishing nets outside the houses. The fishermen's houses do not have yards, but they are lonely wooden houses. There are very few women in the village, and it seems that many fishermen are bachelors all their lives.

There is no village wall outside the fishing village. However, Qin Zhao looked around and felt that there was nothing to rob in this village. Except for a few women, I am afraid that the property in this fishing village is pitifully small.

In this era, there was no seafood freezing technology, and the fish caught by fishermen often had to eat by themselves. If they wanted to transport them to the city by cart, they would walk dozens of miles away, but the fish were already smelly before the town had reached it. Therefore, although fishermen often had enough food, they were very short of money and daily necessities.

Qin Sigang took Qin Zhao to the fishing village not long after, Ding Youchu, the patriarch of the fishing village, came out. He saw Qin Zhao in the crowd at a glance.

While Qin Zhao was parading in Zhangjia Village, Ding Youchu also went to watch the fun. However, this fishing village was not in Renhoufang, nor was it blackmailed by a tiger, and there was no sense of urgency. Therefore, when the villages in Renhoufang formed an alliance, the patriarch did not enter the ancestral hall.

But he also met Qin Zhao.

"Isn't this Brother Qin who killed a tiger? I'm not looking for a long time!"

Qin Zhao didn't know this patriarch, but he saw that he was following two followers, and he was quite imposing. He thought it was the patriarch of this fishing village. Qin Zhao bowed and said, "Class leader, I'll do some small business with you, come here to buy some sponges."

“What’s the difficulty?”

Ding Youchu took Qin Zhao into the village, and asked Qin Zhao no matter how he killed a tiger, and slowly walked to a house with a larger house.

At the door of the family, a strong black man in his thirties was fiddling with a sponge with a knife in his hand. As he dug, shrimps and crabs fell out of the sponge from time to time. A boy waiting next to him grabbed the shrimps and crabs one by one and threw them into a pottery jar filled with water.

Qin Zhao was not in a hurry, and carefully watched the strong black man digging sponges for shrimps and crabs. He saw that the family finally got half a pot of shrimps and crabs.

After digging a sponge, the strong black man stood up and looked at Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao knew that these fishermen didn't like to talk, so he was asking why he was looking at him.

"Man! Where did you throw these sponges after digging them?"

Then the man knew what Qin Zhao was here for. He looked at Qin Zhao, then looked at Ding Youchu. He felt that Qin Zhao, who was accompanying the clan leader, was a little different from ordinary people, so he clapped his hands and said, "You want Shui Mian, right? I'll take you there!"

He barefoot, he took Qin Zhao and Qin Sigang to the hill behind the village. After walking for more than two hundred meters, he walked into a small wood. The fisherman pointed inside and said, "All the water sponges I have used in my family are thrown here!"

Qin Zhao and Qin Sigang looked at each other, and finally Qin Sigang first walked into the dense forest to observe the situation.

After a while, Qin Sigang walked out happily and said, "Brother Zhao, there is indeed a lot of water and sponge inside, all of which are dried!"

Qin Zhao was delighted, and he pushed aside the branches and followed Qin Sigang. After walking in for more than ten steps, Qin Zhao saw a sponge piled up with a man-high covering the edge of the woods, covering a total of hundreds of square meters, with a height of more than one meter.

The sponges turned golden under the sparse sunlight among the leaves, making Qin Zhao seem to have seen countless copper coins.

Qin Zhaohe fisherman asked, "Is there any such water sponge in other places in your village?"

The fisherman was quite honest and replied, "Yes, so many. There are at least ten places like this."

Qin Zhao said happily: "Okay, Chief Ding, you all sold dried sponges to me. Do you offer a price?"

The fisherman was stunned and said embarrassedly: "Brother, do you want these sponges?"

Qin Zhao nodded.

The fisherman waved his hand and said generously in front of the patriarch: "Brother, you just need the sponge to move it away, you don't have any money."

Qin Zhao laughed and said, "Since you are so generous, I will offer you a price. I will pay one tael of silver to buy a large sponge you piled here. You can take me to other places. If there are so many in other places, I will pay one tael of silver to buy every place."

Hearing Qin Zhao's words, the fisherman's eyes were wide open.

After plundering the shrimp and crabs, the water sponge left was easy to take up space and it was difficult to deal with, but some people actually wanted it. Some people didn’t think they were anything, and they still had to pay so much money? One tael of silver can buy a lot of daily necessities that fishermen could not afford.

At this time, when he heard Qin Zhao want to buy water sponge for Yinzi, the fisherman's eyes lit up.

Ding Youchu was also very happy and said loudly: "Brother Qin, go here, go here, I will take you to see the water mulberry place in another house!"

...

Qin Zhao wanted to make a spring sofa, and of course he also needed to make a spring.

Making springs requires wire drawing technology. Qin Zhao asked Qin Ning, Zhao Liangce and others to lead the strong men on Chiyun Peak to train their muscles, so that Huang Deneng and Qin Anding continued to direct the villagers to build village walls, and he took Qin Youli with him to find a blacksmith who could make springs.

China in the Ming Dynasty was able to make iron wires and steel wires by hand. The Ming army equipped chain mails on a large scale. Those chain mails were used to draw wires to pull iron blocks into wires, and then tied together to turn them into pairs of armor. As long as Qin Zhao could find a blacksmith who could make chain mails, he could make the springs he needed.

He rode his big horse and entered Guangzhou Prefecture with Qin Youli, who was so diligent in leading the horse.

The two first found a garment store to make four sets of green cocoon silk long collars. Qin Zhao spent twelve taels of silver to buy a pair of sable fur coats to wear outside to protect the cold, and put on a look of a rich young man. Qin Youli bought a pair of blue short coats of Su silk, which turned into the dress of a accountant.

The two of them bought the outfit and went to find the blacksmith who helped make the iron box last time.

When the blacksmith saw the two of them wearing gorgeous clothes, they were much more enthusiastic than before, they came up and said hello: "Two guests, are the iron boxes I made last time suitable for use?"

Qin Zhao smiled and did not answer him.

"Han Craftsman, let me know where anyone in Guangzhou can make chain mail?"

The craftsman opened his eyes when he heard this and said, "Brother, I am not allowed to hide iron armor in the Ming Dynasty. If you say that swords and swords are fine, we can build them at will, but if you want to make iron armor, if the government finds that the iron armor is hidden privately, it is a serious crime, and I dare not do it."

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "Old craftsman, I will not make iron armor. I just want to hire a few capable craftsmen to make springs. The spring I made is made of iron wire, and I need to make iron wire first. The technology of making iron wire is the most familiar to craftsmen, so we need to find blacksmiths who are good at making chain mail."

Hearing Qin Zhao's words, the blacksmith felt relieved.
Chapter completed!