Chapter 34: The Peace Horn

After about a cup of tea, Cangqing came back, nodded at Cen Xiyan, and did not have a superfluous word.

Cen Xiyan understood his sullen temper and knew that his nod was that the matter had been done, so he asked, "Who is leading the boat?" ”

"The old fisherman and the Gazi and the catfish brothers." Cangqing replied succinctly.

Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows, "The old fisherman's father and son personally led the boat?" ”

"Hmm." Cangqing nodded again.

The old fisherman, of course, is a nickname, what his real name is, almost no one remembers, he is a master of the Shunhe fleet, and a good sailor.

In the past few years, Yuan Yinmen has cooperated with the Shunhe fleet a lot, and the relationship is not bad. However, the old fisherman has rarely led the boat in person in the past two years, but he didn't expect to meet it this time, which made Cen Xiyan somewhat surprised.

A few people were full of wine and food, ready to settle the bill.

Before leaving, Cen Xiyan and Shopkeeper Sun bought a jar of aged plum brew, which was a gift for an old friend.

Zhao Er saw it and muttered, "Where is there enough for a jar to drink." "Then I have to buy two more jars with Shopkeeper Sun.

Shopkeeper Sun smiled and refused: "This guest officer, I'm really sorry, although this wine is homemade, but the quantity is not much, and the small shops are limited in supply." ”

Zhao Erniu's eyes widened, his temper came up again, and he just wanted to shout, but he was stopped by Wei San's sharp eyes, and he drooped his head and didn't dare to speak.

Cen Xiyan secretly shook his head in his heart, going out to run errands, bringing such a reckless man is enough for Wei San to have a headache.

Cang Qing waited with the group to the dock and stopped in front of a two-masted Upong cargo ship, which was a small and medium-sized cargo ship, half-new and inconspicuous.

"Brother with the wind, don't come unharmed." A little old man in his fifties, with a thin stature, dark skin, and a goatee, stood on the splint and greeted Cen Xiyan with a smile.

Cen Xiyan also smiled heartily and greeted the old man, "Old fisherman, I haven't seen you for a long time, your old body is as tough as ever, and next, I want your father and son to take care of it more." ”

"Where, take care of each other."

"Hey, with the wind, you're getting taller again." A black boy jumped down and stretched out his hand to compare himself with Cen Xiyan a few times, "But you still can't grow up to me, hahaha." ”

The black boy is sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and thin, but the muscles on his body are very strong and lean, he has a festive smile, and his personality is also very cheerful and lively.

"Gazi, your peace is not short of masts!"

"Huh?" Gazi looked dumbfounded, not understanding what Cen Xiyan meant.

"Otherwise, what are you doing to make yourself tall and thin?"

"......" Gazi scratched his head and said depressedly, "It's not that I want to look like this, okay......" He suddenly felt that growing tall was not an advantage.

The catfish came over, fanned his younger brother Gazi's head, and put out his brother's shelf, "Don't make trouble, let the brothers with the wind get on the boat." ”

Catfish is eighty out of twenty, the eldest son of the old fisherman, tall and mighty, black and red-faced, and his temperament is much calmer than Gazi.

Cen Xiyan threw the wine jar in his hand into the catfish's arms, and asked with a smile, "Sister-in-law and little nephew, how are they?" ”

"It's all good." The catfish smiled innocently, smelled the wine jar in his arms, and his eyes lit up, "It's the plum brew of the old grandson's family, aged and with the wind, that is, you, the old grandson He is willing to take it out, but I have been grinding him for a month, and I refuse to sell a jar to us." ”

Cen Xiyan smiled, "I only come once in a while, and I can't drink much, didn't I bring a jar for your father and son." ”

"Knowing that you are the most interesting with the wind!" Catfish laughed.

Wei San and the others didn't speak, watching Cen Xiyan and these boatmen talking and laughing, Wei San couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, this is with the wind, but there are acquaintances everywhere he goes, and he can mingle with anyone.