Five hundred and sixtieth eight chapters iron pear wood
Han Du came to Yaeshan Island without telling anyone at all. Even Tang He didn't know where Han Du wanted to go. Under such circumstances, who could inform these people?
"They are lucky." Han Du said harshly.
There was no way, in this case, these people could leave in an orderly manner in advance. Apart from blaming it on luck, Han Du could not think of any other reason.
A group of people came out of the house, and Han Du saw a tall building in the distance, which seemed to be an important place here.
Then he said: "Let's go there and have a look."
After finishing speaking, he did not forget to tell Jiang Ming, "Have someone inspect these houses carefully to see if anything can be gained."
"yes."
Jiang Ming gave an order, and a large number of soldiers carrying revolvers broke through the door one after another.
Under Jiang Ming's special protection, Han Du and others arrived outside the largest house.
"Why does this house look a little weird? It seems a little different from the one in Daming." Han Du touched his chin, with doubts in his eyes.
Han Du felt that the shape of this house was very similar to that of Ming Dynasty, but the details were a little different. But Han Du couldn't tell what was different.
Before Han Du could ask, Tang He looked straight at the house in front of him and said in a low voice: "This house is the paradigm of the former Yuan Dynasty."
After saying that, Tang He went up directly with a solemn expression and pushed the door open.
Han Du saw it and hurriedly followed him. He couldn't wait to ask: "My father-in-law is not mistaken. This is really a house from the Qian Yuan Dynasty? Doesn't that mean that during the Qian Yuan Dynasty, someone came here and built a house here?"
Tang He ignored Han Du and looked directly into the house.
I saw a huge round table placed in the middle of the house, with large swaths of sunlight projected from the roof, illuminating the round table brightly.
Han Du looked up along the light and blurted out angrily, "I'll go, crystal tile?"
It's not a piece of crystal tile, but a large piece of roof, all covered with crystal tiles. At a glance, there are at least hundreds of them.
Why can't it be glass? Because glass was only made in Handu not long ago, so there is no way it could be brought here to build a house.
Such large crystals are extremely rare, and they are also ground into tiles and used to build houses.
Even Lao Zhu doesn’t have such luxury!
What was the identity of the people who lived here before? Is it really so easy to make people rich by privately printing treasure money?
When Han Du saw this scene, he had to admit that he felt sour.
Tang He walked around the round table, pointed at the ground with a sneer, and said, "There should have been carpets here before, otherwise the boards here wouldn't be dusty at all."
Han Du lowered his head and saw that it was indeed the case. The wooden boards seemed to be newly installed, unlike the house just now where the floor was covered in dust.
However, even though there used to be carpets here, they are now empty. Apparently they were swept away when they left. Even the carpets had time to be taken away, which shows how unhurried and calm these people were when they left.
Calmly.
Then why didn't they take away the crystal tiles? Hundreds of crystal tiles are simply priceless. It makes no sense that the carpet was swept away, but the crystal tiles were left behind.
Maybe those people have forgotten it, and there is only one explanation.
Han Du searched around the house, but there was nothing except tables, chairs and benches. The wooden shelves where things were placed were still there, but nothing on the shelves was left.
Seeing this, Han Du couldn't help but sigh, "These people are really like mice moving house, they clean up so cleanly."
Except for those crystal tiles, not a hair was left for Han Du.
Tang He silently looked at every trace in the house, as if he wanted to find out something.
He would not leave here. Although Han Du was bored, he had no choice but to stay with Tang He here.
Just when Tang He was checking around endlessly, Jiang Ming walked in.
"Uncle." Jiang Ming saluted Han Du.
Han Du immediately became energetic, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"
From the first glance, this place was an important place for those people, so it would be understandable if nothing was left. However, many of the houses outside were for people to live in, so there should be something left behind.
However, Jiang Ming made Han Du shake his head in disappointment, "Except for some tables, chairs and benches that are not easy to take away, there is nothing of value."
Just when Han Du felt disappointed, Jiang Ming continued: "But the patrolling soldiers came to report that they found traces of a shipyard in the back."
Shipyard!
Han Du suddenly became energetic, and even Tang He, who was immersed in thought, raised his head for the first time.
"Where is it? Take me there quickly." Tang He said impatiently to Jiang Ming.
The group of people went around a few corners and walked out from behind the hillside. As soon as they came out, they saw large tracts of fertile farmland on both sides, and rows of simple wooden sheds were built on the seaside facing the direction of everyone.
When Han Du and others walked to the wooden shed, they understood why the patrolling soldiers said it looked like a shipyard. There were neat rows of wood stacked under the wooden shed. Not only did these wood dry very well in the shade,
, and the roots are straight and thick, the longest one is more than ten feet long.
There are three neatly arranged huge water tanks on the seaside. Han Du has been to Longjiang Bao Shipyard and can tell at a glance that these water tanks are used as ponds after being filled with water.
This is indeed a shipyard.
Are shipyards rare?
To say it is not rare, it is not rare either. Theoretically speaking, as long as there are enough craftsmen and wood, ordinary people can build a shipyard.
But to say it is rare, it is also rare. Ryukyu is a vassal state that pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty every year. If Lao Zhu had not generously sent hundreds of ships to them, they would not even have a ship to use to come to the Ming Dynasty.
Why? Without shipbuilding technology, it can’t be built.
But there is actually a shipyard here, and there are so many shipbuilding timbers piled up.
Han Du lowered his eyes and said, "It seems that these people have the confidence to dare to privately print treasure banknotes. The strength of these people is greater than I guessed."
"Huh?"
Han Du sighed in a low voice, but his eyes suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with these pieces of wood. He quickly walked forward and reached out to the wood, knocking and touching it.
When Tang He saw Han Du's abnormal behavior, he couldn't help but follow him and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"These are actually iron wood!" Han Du exclaimed, but was shocked in his heart.
"Ironwood? What kind of wood is this? Why haven't I heard of it?" Tang He looked confused. He had heard of ironwood and pear wood, but never heard of ironwood.