Aztec Eternals Chapter 860

Jinshan Bay at the end of July is not only warm and pleasant in spring, but also dry and sunny in autumn. Poppins around the bay are in full bloom, spreading out a sea of orange or golden red flowers, like the feathers of sunbirds, which is so beautiful that it makes people lose their minds.彯

This gorgeous flower has a special divinity in the hearts of the tribes on the west coast and is used in all aspects of tribal life!

Tribal priests, warriors and tribesmen all like to chew this fragrant flower and feel the rare sweetness. Poppy pollen can be used as a pigment for tattoos and makes wounds heal easily. And its grass stem is a kind of herbal medicine that relieves nerves, can relieve pain, and has a certain antibacterial effect. As for its more potent roots and seeds, they are extremely important sedatives in sacrificial ceremonies...

In fact, in later generations, poppy has a more famous name, "California Poppy".

Ten kingdom longships, carrying heavily armed warriors and sailors, slowly sailed out of the harbor. Large galleys, boats of armored warriors, rows of shields and big bows, fell into the eyes of the Miwok tribesmen who were watching, and they turned into irresistible awe!

"Boom boom boom!"

The tiger squatting cannon on the long boat, facing the sky, made a thunderous sound, also announcing the departure of the fleet. And under the thunderbolt of this sunny day, the leaders of Miwok wearing feather crowns on the shore suddenly showed horror and trembling hands and feet. Some people even fell to their knees and prayed loudly towards the direction of the fleet, in awe of the unknown and powerful Southern Thunder God!

"Praise the Lord God! He protects us!"

On the leading flagship, the exploration captain Zuvaro and the knowledgeable Mickey stand side by side at the bow. The two straightened their backs and wore thick leather armor. They looked at the horrified crowd on the shore and the newly built simple village not far away, with smiles on their faces.

"Zuvaro, you have a good idea! In the name of gifting gems and trading weapons, invite Miwok chiefs and priests from a distance of one or two hundred miles to come here, and let them see the strength of the fleet with their own eyes! This time , They should have a clear understanding of the kingdom's force! And after we leave, the Tuntian village in Xishan Port should be able to guarantee stability for a long time..."

"Haha! Mickey, this is also thanks to you! If you hadn't persuaded Puiatti, the prestigious Cedar chief of the Miwok tribe in the North Bay... he would send envoys to invite the leaders of the tribes... these The leaders of the tribe, I am afraid it will not be so easy to come!..."

Exploration Captain Zuwaro looked excited, and answered with a smile while chewing the water popsicle in his mouth. Although he came to Golden Bay not long ago, he has already learned the "good tradition" of the local tribe. And from a certain point of view, chewing Poppins feels like chewing tobacco leaves.

"It's all under God's blessing!"

The knowledgeable Mickey prayed, watching the green smoke from the tiger squatting gun gradually drifting in the wind, heading to the southeast. He raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly.

"It's already the end of July, and the wind direction is still southerly!...It seems that we still won't be able to borrow the wind for the next northward trip..." Shi

"Mickey, if you can't borrow the wind, you can only paddle hard! All the way to the north, in the past six months, it has basically been against the wind and the current. The whole fleet is used to it!...But, right here Near the bay, the sea current along the coast suddenly changed direction, from going south to going north...I don't know, what is the reason?..."

"Haha! It's unlikely that, as Priest Miwok said, it was the undercurrent caused by the water elf at the bottom of the water, or some sea goddess..."

"Hmm... dark tide..."

Hearing this, the well-informed Mickey thought for a while, and had some vague inspirations, but he couldn't grasp it. After a while, he let go of this difficult doubt and said with a smile.

"Zuowaro, no matter what, go north this time according to His Majesty's prophecy, looking for another place in the bay... We can at least borrow the current, and it will definitely be much faster!"

"Yes! The first place of Golden Bay, as predicted by His Majesty, appeared between 35-40 degrees north latitude! Then the next warm bay should be between 45-50 degrees north latitude! If we find there before winter arrives, this year's voyage will come to an end. We can also truly experience what the frightening northern winter in the prophecy looks like!"

Having said that, the exploration captain Zuwaro touched his chin, raised his head, and looked to the north.彯

The north is the junction of the coast and the mountains. The endless sea extends to the northwest, and the high mountains surround this narrow bay area, blocking the cold wave from the north and south. And if what His Majesty said is right, then this long and narrow bay area is the most pleasant fertile land during the entire northern voyage, and it is also the place where the fleet needs to focus on operations!

"Mickey, you are good at math, do the math for me... How many acres of farmland have been reclaimed in the village of Xishan Port?"

"Witness of the Lord God! I calculated it before. Five hundred of us cultivated land for a month, and the warriors and sailors worked together. Burned wasteland, cleared the fields, and sowed seeds...well, each person cultivated about two acres...a total of 500 acres were cultivated Potatoes, three hundred acres of mixed corn, pumpkin and kidney beans, and three hundred acres of sweet potatoes..."

"Oh! That's right! I heard from the local Miwok people that the yield of corn and kidney beans here is not very high. And sweet potatoes are not very cold-resistant, and the harvest is estimated to decline...The only thing we can count on in the autumn harvest is that His Majesty called us The potatoes I brought... are just so small, I don't know if they are really cold resistant..."

In this era, potatoes have crossed the narrow Isthmus of Panama from their Andes origins to Central America. In fact, hundreds of years ago, the Mayan fleet had already brought potatoes back from Chibcha.

However, for the warm and rainy tropical climate in Central America, potatoes did not show enough crop advantages, and they have not been able to cross the Mexican plateau to the truly suitable North American continent. The potatoes planted by the exploration fleet this time are exactly this kind of crop suitable for cold climates. For the first time, they have taken root on the vast northern continent to feed more and more tribes!

"Ha! Mickey, on this road going north, the various settlements we set up... the first half is very dry, and we can only grow sweet potatoes. The temperature in the second half is not high~www.mtlnovel.com~ we mainly grow potatoes...it seems that we For the staple food in the future, I have to choose one of the two!..."

"No. Choose one of the three... The Miwok people say that the production of pumpkins in this bay is not bad. In addition, they also grow bitter melons, collect almonds and pine nuts..."

"Oh! That's sweet potatoes, potatoes and squash...that's really..."

The exploration captain Zuwaro raised the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly. Then, he reacted.

"Lord God? You said just now that each person only reclaimed two acres? One month, planted two acres?"

Having said that, Zuwaro was stunned for a moment, pulled his hair vigorously, and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it! The warriors must be lazy!..."

"Uh... Zuvaro, it is difficult to cultivate new fields on woodlands and grasslands! We have only arrived for a month and a half, and we have to cut down trees, build wooden houses, and dig crypts to keep warm. The time is too short. Not enough..."

The knowledgeable Mickey blinked and defended the warriors of the fleet.

"What's more! After six months of hard sailing five thousand miles north, the Prepecha warriors of the Kingdom are still able to pick up farm tools and cultivate a piece of land far away from home! Their faith and loyalty are already world-renowned. It's rare!... If it was replaced by other warriors, even the Mexica warriors of the alliance, I'm afraid they wouldn't go to the ground..."

"Huh! You are right! The Prepecha warriors who went out to sea to explore all devoutly believe in the Lord God, and they are also His Majesty's most loyal warriors!..."

Exploration Captain Zuvaro nodded, regaining his composure. He had a carefree expression, recalling the journey northward to explore, and couldn't help expressing emotion.

"God bless you! Five thousand miles to the north, sailing for half a year! ... On this journey, we are like fur seals climbing rock walls by the sea, moving forward little by little, but never resting for a moment!"

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