The villagers of the three villages drove Liangchuan all the way to the edge of the Nanxi, and the five of them slowly walked across the pontoon bridge, and turned back in three steps, and the north bank was full of villagers, and none of them wanted the original stranger to leave. When the group arrived at Fengshan, Liang Chuan hired two carriages, and he sat in one with Xiaopin and Zhaodi.

Fengshan is still the same Fengshan, but these days there are a lot fewer people, many Fengshan locals have fled to other places to avoid trouble, and the original bustling township has become a crowd. The Wanda store at the entrance of the street has no business, Liang Chuan entrusted this store to He Baozheng, and the operation still has to be done, this is a business card, a business card of his own.

Two cars passed by the pavilion, Liang Chuan asked Ye Xiaochai to go in and buy some jerky, I don't know if there is a place to sharpen on the way, in case there is no dry food It tastes bad. Liang Chuan also passed by Miss Zheng's door, this girl hadn't seen her for a long time, and I didn't know if she was doing well, I wanted to say hello to her before leaving, but when I thought of his father being a little unkind to see me, I thought about it or forget it, go quietly and don't leave any regrets, anyway, I will come back sooner or later.

Moreover, he also signed a sugar business with her, which is also the top priority in Liang Chuan's plan, and he must not make a mistake.

Two carriages drove along the post road to Quanzhou Mansion, and out of Xinghua, the two areas were separated by continuous mountains. The trees in the south do not lose their leaves all year round and are oily, and for thousands of years people and nature have lived in harmony, since the beginning of this dynasty, the south has gradually developed, and a granary supports the continuation of the dynasty.

In addition to settlements like Fengshan Township, where you can occasionally see one or two muddy houses outside the county seat, other people are difficult to obtain, and all kinds of wild animals infested the official roads. There are not many pedestrians on the road, and the courage of the businessman is still great, and when he encounters a Li ghost on the road, he can only wait for death.

The adjacent county to the southeast of Xinghua is Luocheng County, which is the hometown of Xiaopin. This is a beautiful and magical place, the sea breeze brings warm and moist water vapor from the ocean, and it is supposed to warm a fertile land, but the land here is thinner than Xinghua. Not only thin but also the top of the mountain, all hard granite and marble, the material is good, but because there is no horizontal weapon to break the mountain and open the stone, you can only rely on a pair of big hands to hold an iron drill to knock the stone out of the mountain. There are only stones and not much soil in the mountains, and the mud trees can't take root if they want to grow two inches longer.

This condition has also forced out the creativity of the people of Luocheng, they have the most exquisite house-building technology in the land of Fujian, and even the shells of mussels, conches and oysters can be made into houses, and after thousands of years, there are still many ancient houses of this style in later generations. Even the women of Luocheng can split mountains and carry stones, with a red and blue turban wrapped around their heads, and a long stone on their shoulders under the scorching sun on their heads.

Liang Chuan walked out of the small world of Fengshan for the first time, and everything outside was new to him. Passing through Luocheng, not only the style of the house is fresh, but even the people's dress is not the same, Liang Chuan sat next to the coachman, his eyes kept looking around, and the feeling of the countryman entering the city was particularly obvious.

It is rare to see men on the road in this place, but there are many women and children, and women have all kinds of work from farming to picking stones. The carriage has been gone for a day and a night, and there is still no shadow of the county seat. Liang Chuan looked like this, and fell asleep in the carriage as soon as his vision was tired.

Not to mention, sitting in the carriage and sleeping like a cradle, take the baggage pad, and you can sleep until dawn. At night, the carriage rested at the post station, this kind of ancient guest house was still good, and in the era of underdeveloped communication, they all relied on this post station to send letters to the messenger to continue their lives.

This place, which can be reached in two hours by car in the next life, may be faster at high speeds, which is a day of stagnation. The next day, I arrived at Zhao Xiaopin's hometown--- Wangsun Village. Liang Chuan also wanted to go into the village to visit Zhao Dafa, but the village was empty, all of them were women, and the men went out to build a house after asking, and since Xinghua came back, they got the job of a big house, and it was the New Year, and this time of year was the busiest time.

"Do you want to go home and see the sketch?"

Zhao Xiaopin's face was filled with a sense of pride, and after following Liang Chuan for half a year, he felt that there was a change in him that made him reborn: "Yes, I'll take the money back to my mother, and you will go around." ”

Where to turn? The whole village leans on the official road but there is not a decent shop, and at a glance from the head of the village to the end of the village, the whole village is empty, not at all like what a farmer should be.

The group sat in the carriage and didn't go anywhere, just waiting. After a while, Zhao Xiaopin came out of the house, a not very gorgeous house, which was quite passable in the village, and it could be seen that the situation of the original Xiaopin family was okay.

Zhao Xiaopin's mother also followed, holding a bag of things and preparing to stuff them to Liang Chuan: "There is nothing decent in this house, you must accept the pickled hairtail fish owner who is not at home, take care of the sketch for me, his father left early, and he didn't teach him anything, so I will leave everything to you." ”

The two girls didn't dare to accept the hairtail fish of the sketchy girl, so they excused themselves a lot and insisted that Liang Chuan accept it, and Liang Chuan signaled before accepting the hairtail. In the county near the sea, many people rely on the sea for their livelihood, and there are naturally a lot of seafood. In this era, a steady stream of seafood can be caught near the sea, which is completely unmatched by later generations. A small sampan will go out and come back with a full load of seafood.

"Auntie, don't worry, I don't need you to explain this, the sketch is a big hero who saved the lives of our whole village, you will be proud of him in the future."

Because Zhao Dafa and his party were not in the village, Liang Chuan did not stay long, and the group continued to march towards Qingyuan.

"You don't talk to your mother too much, you haven't been home for so long." Liang Chuan broke a piece of air-dried pickled hairtail, put it in his mouth and chewed it, not to mention, this natural game itself has a flavor of sea salt, and it is more energetic than machine-made dried fish in the mouth. This kind of good thing naturally can't be enjoyed by oneself, Liang Chuan gave a cut to the others, they are also people who have lived in the inland mountains for a long time, where can they eat dried fish, after following Liang Chuan, one by one's mouths have become tricky, and good things can still be eaten.

"I handed over the money I earned these days to my grandmother, my grandmother doesn't talk much, and she doesn't like to gossip, so I sat with her for a while." Zhao Xiaopin's mother was also extremely surprised when she first saw the money that Xiaopin made, because a little apprentice definitely can't make so much money at this age, could it be that Xiaopin did something else? After asking, the sketch told the story.

The junction of Luocheng and Qingyuan is a river, called Wan'an River, the water surface is surging and the width of the river surface at the mouth of the sea is actually three or five miles. There is only a small ferry next to it, called Wan'an Ferry, and the surrounding residents make a living from this river, holding boats to ferry and catch fish and clams, which is basically the case for generations.

If this river is to be said to be a river, it is also appropriate to call it a river, because the official road is going to Qingyuan, and there is only a boat here, not a bridge. It is located at the confluence of the river and the sea, and the waves are unpredictable, and even the strongest bridge cannot withstand the lapping of the waves, and the only means of transportation is a boat, or a detour to cross the river.

After sitting for so long, it is naturally impossible for the carriage to go around the long way, and there are many rocking oars on this river, and the river crossing fee should not be expensive. When the group arrived at the river, it was already waning, and the sky was hanging with colorful clouds, and the day was about to end. Most of the boatmen by the river docked their boats, bolted their boats, lit the stars and lights, the smoke slowly rose on the river, and the fishermen began to sing evening songs on the river.

The river was densely packed with flying mosquitoes, and sleeping in the field at night was worse than dying, and the two coachmen took their wages and returned to Fengshan the same way, and their carriage was inconvenient to cross the river and did not continue to move forward. Ye Xiaochai kept complaining about the difficult conditions here, and although Shen Yuzhen frowned, she never complained. Liang Chuan also knew that if he didn't go to the river now, it would be even more difficult to endure at night. But looking at it, these boatmen who crossed the river basically stopped their boats, and they refused to cross the river after asking a few of them, and the wind and waves at night were even more dangerous, and once they fell into the water, they could not even distinguish between the east, west, north and south, and the danger was extremely great.

The group stood at the ferry and jumped to their feet in a hurry, and Liang Chuan asked a few boatmen: "Boss, hold us through, we will give you an extra ferry fare." ”

The old boatmen waved their hands, did not lift their heads, and went on with their business.

At this moment, a boat floated leisurely on the river, and on the deck of the boat was a boatman, with a hat covering his face, enjoying the last sunbathing on all fours, stealing half a day's leisure.

The boat was not working, Zhao Xiaopin caught him and hurriedly shouted: "That boatman, don't sleep, business is coming!" ”

Zhao Xiaopin shouted at him for a long time, and then the boatman stretched his hand, stretched his waist, uncovered his hat with great satisfaction, put it on his head, looked at the group of people on the shore with sleepy eyes, and said gently: "Cross the river?" But there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

The group rolled their eyes in unison, this is still a young ferryman, not an old boatman. They all scolded angrily in their hearts, of course, to go to the other side of the river, to go to other places to call you?

It's still a good temper for Zhao Brother: "Let's take us across the river, it's getting dark this day, and there's nowhere to stay." ”

Seeing that the group was about to get on the boat, several boatmen next to them did not raise their heads, but raised their heads and looked at the group of people in alarm, and their mouths stopped talking. The next thing in my heart is to lament, these are some fat sheep sent to the door, and they will become bait for feeding fish in the river in a while, and they also bring a lot of female dependents to see that they are rich masters, and the sheep are in the mouth of the tiger.