The most unlucky crossing in history

It is said that they are going to celebrate the festival on the shore, but it is impossible for everything to go as they wish when sailing at sea.

Although there is no need to load or unload cargo this time, the Polawan seaport does not belong to Zhan City, and no one in the local language fleet can understand it.There was a language barrier and communication difficulties. Even when the fleet docked at the port, they spent a lot of time lobbying with the officers and soldiers guarding the port in Borawan City. Of course, a lot of gold and silver that is commonly used in the world also went.

"Let's say there are thousands of silver. The officers and soldiers in these ports are too greedy. Where are the officials guarding the port? They are clearly a group of thieves!"

All the people on board witnessed Zhong Qiyun leading the non-commissioned officers onto a treasure ship, and when they came out again, the non-commissioned officers' arms were filled with all kinds of silk, and the flat money pockets around their waists became bulging.

"In order to celebrate this festival, the owner may have to empty his pockets."

"Yeah, you look at the stingy looks of these foreigners, how can you be satisfied with just 'hey' once?"

Standing on the deck, Zhang Zhenfeng looked at Zhong Qiyun who was gesturing to communicate with those people under the boat, shook his head and said, "This is quite rare, isn't it like this everywhere in this world today? It is necessary to have these dotted gold White things."

Rarely, Pei Yan, the young master of the Pei family, also responded: "Scenes like this are common even in Dazhu, not to mention foreigners who are not familiar with the place." Then, he glanced at the boatmen and said with a sneer: " Don’t act like you’ve never seen the world, Zhong Qiyun was able to build a caravan as big as it is in just one year, do you think you’ll have less things to take out? You just don’t know.”

After Liu Wangcai followed Zhong Qiyun to sort everything out, he 'suddenly remembered' that one of the officers and soldiers at the port knew Zhancheng dialect, and called that person over.

Although Zhong Qiyun had already guessed that there might not be people in this port who could speak big words, there must be someone who could understand Zhancheng's language, after all, there were frequent exchanges of merchants between the two countries.

Zhong Qiyun didn't say anything, but said happily: "This is the best."

Liu Wangcai looked at the silks that had been taken away, and felt really distressed. After those rich wolves and tigers left, he couldn't help but said: "Since Brother Zhong guessed that they would deliberately make things difficult, then we didn't stay here at the beginning, and directly After crossing the harbor, it’s okay to spend this young year, we don’t care about these things even at sea.”

Zhong Qiyun shook his head, "This is the only gorge leading to the Shendu Sea, and hundreds of officials from Borawan City ordered

The soldiers are guarding here, do you think they can easily let us go even if we don't stop? "

Liu Wangcai was startled, and then suddenly realized, isn't this the so-called I opened this mountain and I planted this tree?

"Why don't you take the initiative and establish a good relationship with them first, so that we can leave in two days to be more unimpeded and have a good year."

Liu Wangcai sighed after hearing the words, "Brother Zhong, you have already thought about all this?"

Zhong Qiyun nodded.

Liu Wangcai shook his head and shook his head. If he really cared about the little belongings as he said just now and broke through, and made enemies with these bandit-like officers and soldiers, I'm afraid that it will not only be a few bags of things...

Thinking of this, I sighed again: "You are really far-sighted, I really admire you."

Zhong Qiyun smiled and said: "Come on, Hurry up and contact Pei Wu with that person just now, it's too late today, I'm afraid this northern year will not be successful, let everyone rest on the spot, go to the city tomorrow, and immediately the next morning Set off."

"Got it!"

Because the docking time was short, Zhong Qiyun didn't bother to arrange hotels, and more than [-] people decided to live on the ship.

After a few ships stopped, the night was already deep, and the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month would pass in another hour, and the northern New Year would be impossible, but Zhong Qiyun thought for a moment, and bought it from the officers and soldiers guarding the port at a high price in the middle of the night. He bought a piece of fresh meat and cabbage, and when he got the food, he called the chef and went to the kitchen together.

Zhong Qiyun and the chef are both from the south, and they have never done kneading and kneading. Fortunately, the chef can make some steamed buns. When Zhong Qiyun was in college, the old mother of his roommate in Beijing made good dumplings. A few times at home, and a few times, the two half-knowledgeable toss together for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to toss out a bowl of dumplings that are not very good-looking.

"What's wrong with my master, I suddenly want to eat dumplings at night?" The cook looked at the finished product and was quite satisfied, "Although the appearance is not very good, the stuffing is definitely delicious."

Zhong Qiyun smiled: "There are too few fillings, and there is only one bowl of dumplings. Uncle Zhang has been tossing around for me for so long, but there is still nothing to eat. I'm really sorry."

"Hey! What's the boss talking about? I'm the one who works in this kitchen. What kind of trouble is it?" Chef Zhang shook his head, "What's more, what good food haven't I eaten in this kitchen? Those meats on the boat are all good things, I am greedy for them, and I have no interest in the northern dumplings.”

Zhong Qiyun smiled, and didn't say any more for fear of being overwhelmed. He put the dumplings in a box and went to another treasure ship

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Xie Wenyuan had just blown the oil lamp and was about to take a rest when someone knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Zhong Qiyun." Zhong Qiyun paused, and then said: "I just saw that the light in your room was still on, and it went off when I approached it. Have you rested?"

"It's late at night, brother Zhong is here, what's the matter?"

"Well, there's something..."

Xie Wenyuan sat up, after thinking about it, he took the outer shirt and put it on casually, went to open the door, and by the light of the lantern outside the door, he saw Zhong Qiyun standing in front of him with a smile on his face carrying a food box.

Xie Wenyuan raised his eyebrows, leaning against the door slightly, "Brother Zhong, this is..."

Looking at Xie Wenyuan, who was wearing a coat with a casual posture, Zhong Qiyun was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly, touched his nose and said with a smile: "I made some dumplings for you."

Not noticing Xie Wenyuan's stunned moment, Zhong Qiyun just finished speaking, and walked in unceremoniously with the food box, found a fire pocket and lit the lamp on the table.

"Come and have a taste." After putting out the bowls and chopsticks, Zhong Qiyun turned around and said with a smile, "Although it's a bit late, you still have to eat dumplings, right?"

The dim lights in the room swayed slightly with the wind and waves, Xie Wenyuan looked at the person in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhong Qiyun smiled, "The other day you said that Xiaonian in the north wanted to eat dumplings, so I thought about getting some for you to try."

"You made dumplings?"

"Hehe, I don't take credit for it. In fact, Uncle Zhang made the stuffing, but I made the dough with him. You also know that the boatmen on my boat are basically southerners. No one understands that stuff. How about it? , I’m a good brother, right? Brother Xie, don’t you feel very moved?”

Xie Wenyuan's eyes drooped. Xie Wenyuan couldn't remember how many times he hadn't eaten dumplings in his younger years. In fact, he didn't care about it, and he didn't like this dumpling very much, but... ...

There is mostly bacon that can be stored on the boat. If you want to make dumplings, you must get some fresh ones. I don’t know where this person got it in the middle of the night...

Walking slowly to the table and looking at the steaming bowl of dumplings, he shook his head, "Eating dumplings late at night is only what Brother Zhong can imagine, I'm afraid that if you eat this bowl, you won't be able to sleep again."

"Aren't you here with me?" Zhong Qiyun grinned, "If you can't sleep, I'll go to the deck to spread a carpet and set up a table later, and drink some tea with you and chat to relieve boredom."

Xie Wenyuan nodded, "It's also possible."

We had already eaten in the evening, and Xie Wenyuan really couldn't be late for many dumplings at this moment, so he asked someone to take an empty bowl and share half of it with Zhong Qiyun.

A

After all, the matter of setting the table was still not done. After Xie Wenyuan finished eating, Zhong Qiyun looked at the people separated by a bean light, and said slowly, "Xie Wenyuan."

Xie Wenyuan raised his eyes, "What?"

"Happy New Year."

"......thanks."

The boatmen on Zhong Qiyun's boat are basically from the south. They all spent the 24th of the twelfth lunar month. Early the next morning, they went to the street in groups to buy all kinds of ingredients.

Tan Yuanyong, Pei Yan and his party couldn't live the northern New Year because of yesterday's time. Seeing the excitement of the fleet, they didn't stick to yesterday and today, and lived the southern New Year together.

Cleaning, offering sacrifices to the kitchen god, steaming glutinous rice, making rice cakes, and making glutinous rice balls, although they are in the south, customs vary from place to place. The boatmen don’t shy away from these.

Liu Wangcai even went shopping around the streets and alleys to buy a roll of red paper, split it into long strips, set up a table on the deck and wrote couplets.

It's just that his handwriting is really hard to see, after writing a few times, Zhang Zhenfeng laughed and ran away.

Tan Yuanjin took a look at it, so he found a pen and ink to write a few pictures, and it was indeed a good handwriting. Many of the boatmen had never read and read, but they could see it, and they were full of praise when they saw it. It's a pity After writing that word, it was taken away by his entourage, and those who wanted two pictures to be posted in front of the door had no chance.

Naturally, it is impossible for the prince's pen and ink to be left outside. Tan Yuanjin was in a good mood today, and said with a smile: "If the calligraphy on this ship is good, it must be our Consul Guo and Brother Linghu, right?"

"Oh?" Liu Wangcai's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Why don't you ask the two of you to write us some couplets, since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's paste some on the boat, it's kind of like the New Year, I don't know if it's feasible OK?"

Linghu Qing laughed and said, "It's possible, it's possible." He looked at Xie Wenyuan and said, "I suddenly remembered that after I graduated from school, Ying Shu and I haven't tried pen and ink skills for seven or eight years. Right? Why don't we take this opportunity to compete with each other?"

Xie Wenyuan looked at Linghu Qing, as if recalling the scene back then, Xie Wenyuan smiled and said: "Of course it is possible."

The day of Xiaonian can be regarded as the happiest day of the month of sailing, and it will also be the happiest day of the next month.

The day when the fleet crossed the strait from Bolawan happened to be New Year's Eve, and the two servants of the Pei family on board failed to keep past the year.

The body was found in the depths of the cabin the next morning.

The author has something to say: Thank you for waiting, today is late, I'm really sorry, the first episode of Absolute Temptation radio drama has been released, it's great!Great!Ding Lei Ben Leilei!It fits the role so well, everyone can listen to it, I retweeted the link on Weibo.

Continue tomorrow.