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Chapter 1: Seven Seas

The endless seven seas have always been the most mysterious and dangerous place since ancient times, no doubt.

On the endless west coast, the 17,000-meter-high mountain at the foot of Jiyun Mountain, 800 miles north and south and 700 miles east and west, is Huangyu County.

Huangyu County is adjacent to the sea. It is said that three hundred years ago, a dragon fish flew from the sea and rose into the sky. After being baptized by heavenly thunder, it turned into a dragon.

Ye Qing doesn’t know if there are dragon fish in Huangyu County, but the little yellow croaker like dog shit is really worth as much as possible.

"A hundred and fifty kilograms of small yellow croaker, seven hundred and fifty pieces of copper."

"Next."

"The small yellow croaker is 330 kilograms, and it costs one tael and six."

"Next."

Ye Qing, who just turned 16 this year, was honestly ranked last and carefully kept a three-meter distance from the person in front.

The servants do not collect dead fish and are ranked last, so of course they will waste the most time.

So when the scales were weighed in the morning and evening, a few kilograms of small yellow croaker would inevitably die in Ye Qing's bucket.

But what's the solution?

The county magistrate was furious and threw a lot of money to buy small yellow croakers from fishermen. He wanted to give half a pound to every household in the county. The fourth day has passed.

At the beginning, these fishermen who were full of mercy did not make things difficult for Ye Qing.

But I don’t know who recognized him as the son of the fisherman Ye Dashan, the group of fishermen looked at Ye Qing and their eyes were filled with hostility. Every time, no matter how early Ye Qing came, someone would drive him to the last position.

In fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on these fishermen. Before he was injured, he relied on the strength to knock the scalpers over by squeezing his fist. I wonder how many colleagues he beaten over because of the problem of seizing the stalls in the fish market.

These fishermen were so scared that they wanted to lose their shits and were eight feet away from him.

Now Ye Dashan has been coughing from morning to night, and is so weak that he even struggles to hold a bowl. How could he give his son a good face?

I originally thought that I had traveled over and even though I had not entered the home of emperors, generals and ministers, I had a cheap man who was invincible to beat the fishermen in the county. In addition to being a little boring, it was pretty good. I had fresh sea fish all day long.

Who would have thought that six years ago, in order to earn more money, Ye Dashan sent him to Liuyunyuan in Nanhua City to study. He had to venture into the deep sea and try to catch big fish. As a result, the first website caught the extremely cruel sword shark. During the fight, Ye Dashan was bitten through the lung leaves by the sword shark.

The young and promising college student became a poor person who made a living by fishing. He even had a sick person to take care of for no reason. Ye Qing was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

"Next!"

"Next!"

…………

The team is decreasing little by little, and time is passing little by little. The clear sky is a huge cloud of dark clouds gathered, and the air is so dull that it makes people breathless.

Ye Qing stomped his feet in a hurry, and the pressure on the cloudy day would decrease. Not to mention the fish in the bucket was severely hypoxia. His devil father Ye Dashan would also hold his lung cancer in the late stage, and he would vent his breath but not get angry.

It seems that after selling the fish, I have to go to the medicinal material store to help him buy medicinal materials that moisten the lungs and relieve qi.

suddenly!

A bolt of lightning straddles the world, and the huge sound of breaking through the air for a long time.

"Next!"

"Who, that guy who looked up at the sky is here to you."

"Damn it~" the leader grabbed a yellow croaker from the basket and smashed it into Ye Qing's chest: "I want to let you get wet in the rain. If you don't come again, I will trample your fish to death."

Ye Qing's answer was very simple. He put the bucket on his shoulder to the ground, and didn't even look at the yellow croaker struggling to death on the ground, and ran away.

"It's going to rain heavily!" he thought to himself.

He ran outside the city gate and passed by the [Guangyuantang] medicinal materials shop. Ye Qing only took a moment of half a second before continuing to run.

Huanglong County is six miles away from the sea and four miles away from the village where Ye Qing lives.

As soon as I left the city gate, a drop of water hit Ye Qing's nose, one drop, two drops, three drops...

The loose water droplets quickly gathered into continuous heavy rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, which was quite overwhelming.

Ye Qing ran with all his strength, regardless of the splashing mud and rain that stained his whole body.

When he ran into the village and lived in the thatched hut by himself, Ye Qing held the low earth wall and gasped. He could clearly hear the violent coughing sound of his father Ye Shan in the thatched hut that was about to cough out his lungs.

Ye Qing raised his right foot, covered in mud, and kicked the door. With the power of lightning, he almost scared Ye Dashan's bile that was slumped on the broken wooden board.

After a sudden cough, Ye Dashan, whose face was pale, said weakly: "Cough cough~ Don't worry, I'll be in a while, cough cough~ I won't die."

"I'm almost dead, and I'm still passionate." Ye Qing didn't look at him in the door, but hurriedly pulled out a linen package from a broken door with hay, and put it in his arms.

There is no extra furniture in the hut. Two broken door panels built of stones are considered sleeper benches. There are two benches in the middle that are about to fall apart, and they are reluctant to use nails, so they only tied up ropes. There is nothing else.

After taking the thing, Ye Qing was anxious to go out. Ye Dashan, who was getting worse day by day, thought Ye Qing wanted to use money to buy medicinal materials for him, so he quickly struggled off the board.

The strong man who used to knock down a cow with three punches is now skinny and bone-skinned. His hair, which was originally shiny and tickle, should have become boring and gray for a long time. After climbing for a long time, he still couldn't get up. Ye Dashan had to wave his hand in vain: "Cough cough~ no, no, I'm very good."

Ye Qing ignored him and got into the heavy rain outside the house.

Ye Qing was not going to buy medicine. The medicinal material he just grabbed the day before yesterday has consumed all his savings in his pocket and the only copper plate in the morning was also used to pay the entry fee, so it was impossible to buy steamed buns to satisfy his hunger.

He wants to do a big thing, a big thing that he has planned for five years.

Five years ago, Ye Qing discovered something quite strange near Longtou Reef.

At that time, Ye Qing was eleven years old and could barely row a boat and cast nets, and catch some small fish and shrimp from a place not far from the sea to earn money to support his family.

At that time, he was a very tender pole. Because he didn't know how to look at the sky, he encountered a thunderstorm as soon as he went out of the sea. Fortunately, there was no storm. Otherwise, with his small body, another hundred of them would be feeding fish.

It was a coincidence that when he shook the boat under Longtou Reef that day, he heard a period of time strong and weak, like a bamboo flute, coming out of the sea.

It seems like a girl hiding under the sea, playing refreshing music with bamboo flutes.

After that, Ye Qing left a thought in his heart. Every few days, he would go to the vicinity of Longtou Reef to see if there was any nice and pleasant sound of bamboo flutes.

Unfortunately, I went there more than ten times in a row, but I didn’t get anything.

The next year, the first thunderstorm in the summer was not very strong, but except for Ye Qing, no fisherman dared to take the risk to go out to sea.

Ye Qing just wanted to verify whether the thunderstorm weather that was the same as last year would hear the sound of the bamboo flute again.

God did not disappoint him, the same weather, the same place.

The sound of the bamboo flute can be heard within a hundred meters, and the soft sound of the flute seems to come from the sky, making people unable to help but be intoxicated.

The third year, the fourth year, and now it is the fifth year. Every year in early summer thunderstorms, Ye Qing will choose to go out to sea when the wind and waves are small, and he can hear it.

After several years of cumulative observation and asking his father, Ye Qing finally figured out who was playing the bamboo flute.

Red gold crust (pronounced miǎn): When you are young, you have silver back and gold belly. When you are adults, you will cover your whole body with golden scales. You will feed on snakes and shrimps, and your strength is extremely strong.

When the red gold shines in heat, he will sing, and the louder the thunder, the happier it will be. I guess he wants to overshadow the thunder to prove his strength to the opposite sex.

Any fishermen who catch red gold and gold, those who carry silver will receive a hundred taels of gold, and those who carry red gold will receive a thousand taels of gold.

This is the price offered by the imperial court. If you catch an adult red gold dumpling and sell it to those rich merchants or warriors, they will not blink for a moment.

There are two reasons for the shocking price of red gold flocks. One is its fish skin. It is rumored that adult red gold flocks, with golden scales all over their bodies comparable to those of a thousand-year-old giant python scale armor. If an ordinary sword is injured, a single row of sparks will pop up.

Another type is its fish glue. Ye Qing often goes to [Guangyuantang] to grab medicine, and is quite familiar with the shopkeeper.

From him, he learned that fish glue has an amazing effect of replenishing qi and blood, and its effect is immediate. People who are seriously injured and dying can improve quickly by taking red gold-fed fish glue, so there is a saying that "a thousand pounds of gold-fed gel cannot buy gold-fed gel."

Qianjin: One thousand taels of gold, if it is replaced with copper plates, it will be ten million.

After five consecutive years of research, Ye Qing had the idea of ​​making a fortune overnight.

As long as you catch the red gold crunch on Longtou Reef regularly every year in rainy weather, he can nourish his lungs by eating fish glue. He keeps the scale skin and sells it himself, so why don’t he turn into an upper class from now on?

Of course: understanding is one thing, and catching it is another thing.

The red gold shred is famous for its infinite power. It is hard to hurt the scales, knife and fork. Even if you stack ten fishing nets, you can only be broken by it. If the fishermen want to catch this guy, they will not even think about it without the blessings they have cultivated in their lifetime.
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