From Robinson Crusoe

It was late at night and the area around the cave was completely silent.

The gate on the wall was closed tightly, and the oil lamps under the watchtower were all lit, and the lights swayed in the wind.

During the dry season, the island only feels a bit cool at night.

The wheat fields sway in the wind, and the dense rice grains are connected together, like a green lake.

Chen Zhou leaned against the railing of the watchtower, holding a telescope in one hand, a glass of rum at his feet, staring into the distance in a trance.

……

He sent the two natives to the wooden house in front, bringing them a clay pot of water, and some dried meat and bread given to them by Chen Zhou.

At this moment, they were standing nervously in the wooden house, staring at the neat wooden walls, the windproof roof, the wooden bed furniture and the huge glass windows.

……

“Dodulu, are we really not dead?

Is this heaven?"

The skinny prisoner was holding a square wooden box containing a stack of wheat bread, several fried fish and dried mutton. His face was full of disbelief, and he whispered to his companions.

Dodolu was still holding the pottery jar filled with water, standing there in a daze, as if he had not heard the skinny prisoner's question. After a while, he murmured, "I don't know."

From hell to heaven in one day.

The two had never thought that they, who should have been slaughtered, would not only be lucky enough to survive the sacrifice, but also live in a house that even the tribal leaders could not live in, and have access to such abundant food that looked delicious.

"Atun, I feel like I'm dreaming..."

He hadn't eaten much for several days. Doduru's arms were sore as he carried the pottery jar from the beach up the mountain to the wooden house.

But until this moment, he did not put down the pottery jar, as if the pain could make him realize that this was not a dream.

"Dodoru, these, can we eat them?"

Being very hungry, the skinny Atun stared at the food in the wooden box, unable to make up his mind, and asked Duodulu again.

The fried fish and dried mutton gave off an enticing smell. Duoduolu swallowed his saliva and looked towards the cave through the large glass window.

The oil lamp under the eaves of the watchtower emitted a warm light in the distance, and darkness obscured Chen Zhou behind the guardrail.

He only saw the neatly-knit fields beside the wooden house, the sharp and huge chevaux de frise not far away, and the stone retaining walls and slopes.

He tried hard to recall the look on the god's face when he gave them the food, and the incomprehensible words that the god uttered. He really wanted to show more respect to the god and be more patient.

But his stomach was really empty, and they hadn't had a full meal for a long time. Faced with the temptation of food, their bodies were full of thirst.

"You can eat it, Atun. It is a gift from the gods."

Dodoru's voice was a little unconfident. He didn't know where his trepidation came from.

Apart from his biological parents in the tribe, he had never received such great kindness, let alone such precious gifts. These foods, which were like "windfall", actually made him feel anxious because they were too exquisite.

After looking around the small room, he saw the low bed in front of him, and respectfully placed the pottery jar on it, then motioned Atun to do the same.

After placing the clay jars filled with water and the wooden boxes filled with food on the wooden bed, he took the initiative to lie on the ground, with his forehead pressed against the wooden board and closed his eyes.

Atun is a little older than Dodulu, but he has a rather dull personality and is always slow to react.

Only after Dodulu had completely fallen down did he follow suit and lie on the ground, expressing his submission to the direction of the cave and the gift of the gods, and offering his sincere reverence and respect.

The world was dark after he closed his eyes, but Dodulu felt as if an invisible foot was stepping on his head.

This foot was not as forceful as the tribal leader's, as if he wanted to press his face into the soil, nor was it like the old priest's foot, which carried a rotten and unpleasant smell.

It was light and soft, carrying the fragrance of the forest and the heat of thunder and fire. It seemed very warm and gentle, revealing a compassion that he had never felt before.

……

Chen Zhou had already drunk half a glass of rum and his eyes were a little dazed.

The round moon in the sky gradually became blurred in sight and merged with the stars, shaped like silver waves in the ocean.

He slowly slid down the guardrail and sat in the observation tower, placing the telescope beside his legs.

Sometimes my mind would reflect the massacres of the day; the bodies burning in the sand pits; the native warriors with daggers stuck in their eyes in the forest;

Sometimes he could see the native boy kneeling down in respect at his feet, the joy on the faces of the two rescued native captives as they enjoyed their food, and the way they waited for his return under the tree in a reserved manner...

These images gave him some comfort and made him feel a little better.

With his eyes closed, the wind came in through the gaps in the guardrails, gently blowing his hair. Lai Fu stretched lazily at the entrance of the cave, his hair reflecting the warm yellow light, just like a woodland covered with dead leaves in autumn.

It climbed up the wall with light footsteps, jumped into the yard with a mouse in its mouth, put it on the ground, seemed to see him, and meowed in a delicate voice, then began to enjoy its prey.

With an upward arc at the corner of his mouth, he just sat there. Soon, Chen Zhou drank the remaining half glass of rum and fell into a deep sleep.

……

That night, Chen Zhou rarely had any nightmares. He just slept sitting up all night. When he woke up, he felt a little discomfort in his waist.

With a slight headache, he stood up from the watchtower holding the railing, rubbed his sore waist, stretched his hands and feet, picked up the telescope and the big wooden cup, and slowly walked down the watchtower.

The whole person's state seemed to be still stuck in the state before rescuing the native captives.

He walked into the kitchen as usual and washed his face with cold water. After he came to his senses, Chen Zhou remembered the two native captives who were placed in the cabin.

While wiping his face with the absorbent cloth removed from the umbrella dewatering device, he picked up the telescope and went out.

He slept for a long time and it was already dawn. When he climbed up the watchtower and observed the wooden house with a telescope, he did not find anyone on the bed inside the house. He suddenly felt a little panicked.

"Damn it, these two little bastards won't just wait for me to give them food and fill their stomachs before running away."

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Zhou quickly dropped the absorbent cloth, called Lai Fu, opened the door and ran down to the platform.

He still had the pistol with him. If the two native captives escaped, he could scare them back by simply finding their tracks and firing a shot from a distance.

He hurriedly opened the door of the wooden house and was about to ask Lai Fu to track the escaped natives based on the remaining smell in the room, but Chen Zhou was surprised to find that two natives were in the house.

They didn't seem to understand the purpose of the bed and all huddled together on the wooden floor.

Both of them were rather thin and short in stature. Lying on the ground in this position, they were blocked by the windowsill and bed of the wooden house, and could not be seen at all from their high position.

……

Most of the food in the wooden box on the bed had been eaten.

The dough was hard and easy to fall apart when eaten, but there was not a single crumb in the wooden house, as the two natives ate it all. A lot of water in the pottery jar was also drunk, but the most delicious meat jerky was left, probably because it seemed the most precious, or maybe because the natives were not used to the salty taste.

After eating and drinking their fill and having a good night's sleep, the two natives were obviously much more energetic than when they were rescued the day before.

Seeing the door of the wooden house being opened, revealing Chen Zhou's iconic tall body, Duodulu and Atun hurriedly climbed up, came to the feet of their "God", and expressed their submission one by one.

Although Chen Zhou didn't like their behavior, due to the language barrier, he had no solution for the time being and could only put his foot on their heads to deal with them perfunctorily.

……

Looking at the two natives' tanned skin and their genitals exposed, Chen Zhou thought he should first find clothes and a pair of shoes for these two guys.

In the future, the two natives will have to help him with work. If they don’t have protection while working, they will easily get injured. If they get infected, he has no medicine to treat them.

After waving his hand and taking the two native boys out, Chen Zhou suddenly remembered that they had eaten a full meal and drank a lot of water in the wooden house, and the most important problem to be solved now was the excretion problem.

When the wooden houses and fortifications were built, no consideration was given to where the captured natives would go to the toilet. Chen Zhou took a look and led the two natives to the composting site.

"You guys, from now on, go to the toilet here."

While talking to the natives, Chen Zhou tried his best to imitate the movements of defecation and urination with his hands and body.

However, this was obviously too complicated for the two natives. They stood there, and although they were watching very seriously, they could not understand what Chen Zhou wanted to express.

Chen Zhou scratched his head helplessly, and when he saw Lai Fu standing beside him, he immediately came up with an idea.

Every morning is the time for Lai Fu to defecate. He knows how to maintain the hygiene of the yard. He always waits for Chen Zhou to get up before going outside to relieve himself with the feces and urine he has been holding in all night.

I got up early today, and I didn't let Lai Fu go out to poop, so he must have been unable to hold it in any longer. It was a good opportunity to let him set an example for the two natives.

……

Although Jiangfu's intelligence is not as high as the two natives, he has been living with Chen Zhou for more than two years. Now he can understand most of what Chen Zhou says.

Grabbing the collar around Laifu's neck, he was taken to the edge of the compost pile, where there was an area dedicated to dog poop.

"Let's settle it here today, Lai Fu."

As he spoke, Chen Zhou rubbed Lai Fu's head.

Lai Fu rolled his eyes, wondering why his owner didn't let him poop in the distant woods.

But it had indeed been holding its poop and pee for the entire night, and since its owner told it to do it here, it didn't care about the location, so it stuck its tail up, straightened its front legs, bent its hind legs, and started to poop in front of the three people.

Seeing this, Duoduolu looked at Atun with a bit of disbelief and asked tentatively.

“Did the gods want us to shit here?”

Atun has already regarded Duodulu as his backbone, and he is also a little confused, so he answers in an uncertain tone.

"That should be the case. The gods' beasts poop here..."

……

Considering that he might not be able to poop if someone was watching him, after Lai Fu finished defecating, Chen Zhou took him away, leaving the native boy alone in the composting yard.

Before leaving, he carefully plucked a blade of grass from the side of the compost pile and wiped Lai Fu's butt, which was not covered with shit, to further demonstrate to the indigenous boy.

Of course, wiping one's butt might be a bit beyond the scope of the indigenous teenagers, and Chen Zhou estimated that they might not be able to understand it.

There is a huge gap between barbarism and civilization. Chen Zhou estimated that it would be difficult to change the living habits of the two natives to be similar to his within a year.

But he did not force it. In the short term, as long as the two natives could take care of his fields and goats, and learn to cook, boil water, and take care of hygiene by themselves, they would not starve to death.

These relatively simple tasks actually consumed a lot of his time. If only someone could share the work, he would be able to free up his energy to do more meaningful things, such as making water wheels and windmills.

……

While waiting for the natives to solve their personal physiological problems, Chen Zhou was blown by the wind in the forest and suddenly remembered that today was December 12th.

The first day after he rescued the captives, when the natives were holding a cannibal feast, was the day when the fifty-fourth mysterious reward would come.

“When we go to the beach later, we should show them the wood and stone slabs that have been cut through time and space.

If the reward this time is larger, maybe they can witness another wave of 'miracles' and admire the true 'power of God'."

Thinking of this, Chen Zhou turned around and looked at the composting yard.

At this time, two natives just stood up. What surprised Chen Zhou was that they were much smarter than he thought, with strong comprehension ability, and they actually knew how to pull weeds and wipe butts.

And looking at their cautious appearance, they seem to understand the true meaning of wiping buttocks and the key point - don't get shit on your hands.

……

"Ruzi can be taught."

After silently applauding in his heart, Chen Zhou took the two natives to the platform and locked them outside the gate.

Returning to the storage room and opening the wooden box where clothes were stored, he picked out a set of clothes that was a size that matched the heights of the two natives, and also found two pairs of shoes and two pairs of socks.

He was too tall and couldn't fit into many of the clothes and shoes on the boat, so they were placed in a wooden box. In the future, they would be cut into cloth and used to mend clothes for the two natives, thus making the best use of them.

But getting dressed is not like going to the toilet. For the natives, it is a completely new thing that they have never experienced before, and it is obviously impossible to expect them to put on their clothes by themselves.

Helplessly, Chen Zhou could only be patient and carefully dress the two natives from bottom to top, just like taking care of children.

While getting dressed, he had to try his best to overcome the language barrier and explain to the natives how to tie the belt on the pants, which side is the front and which side is the back of the pants, how to wear a shirt, and how to button up the coat...

During this period, he frequently used two words and used different tones to make the natives understand the meaning of the two words.

The two words are "wrong" and "right".

When he said something was wrong, Chen Zhou's tone was very serious, and when he said something was correct, his tone was very gentle.

After all, indigenous people are human beings, not fools. If they were placed in modern society and received education from an early age, they would not necessarily perform worse than modern children.

Chen Zhou's patient explanation and meticulous teaching quickly made Duoduolu understand the meaning of the two words, and then he taught his understanding of the meaning to Atun.

The design of sailor clothes in the Middle Ages was not complicated. In order to facilitate sailors to dress quickly during bumpy sea voyages without affecting work on the ship, some of the design ideas of these clothes are actually similar to modern work clothes.

With serious effort, the two natives were dressed neatly in no time and turned into two skinny little sailors.

However, their bodies were still too thin, so the sailor suits looked particularly big on them.

In addition, they had never worn clothes before, so they were bound by an extra layer of restraint, so they were not used to it. Standing at the gate of the courtyard, they looked at a loss, and they looked somewhat similar to monkeys. (End of this chapter)