Sun Simiao looked at the vendor suspiciously, "What kind of oil did you say?" ”

"Uh, nothing, by the way, is there anything else besides this?"

"Yes, yes, but all of them are on the boat, there are a lot, there are rhinoceros horns, musk, there are many."

"That's good, hey, why didn't you see Lin Daochang, on other boats?"

Sun Simiao and Li Chunfeng heard the hawker mention Lin Weiqin, their eyes dimmed, and Li Chunfeng's face was solemn, "Chief Lin, it's gone"

"What?" The peddler jumped up and pointed at the big cargo ship with his teeth and claws, "How is it possible, I gave you such a big ship, and I brought so many powerful guys, how can it be gone, Chunfeng, you tell me, you said you were joking, right?" ”

It's no wonder that the hawker cares about Lin Weiqin, this is the first person he met in this era, who has studied the sea, this time he went to sea to let him learn from experience, so that he can carry out the great voyage in the future, now that it is gone, can the hawker not be in a hurry?

Seeing the hawker's sad and jumping feet, Li Chunfeng hurriedly hugged the hawker, "Uncle Shi, don't be sad, Lin Daochang is really gone, we have already arrived in Nanyang at that time, Lin Daochang said that he wanted to bring a wooden boat to the shallow sea to see, but I didn't think about it, it was a storm, and when we went to look for it again, we couldn't find it."

The peddler sat on the ground with his butt, and the calf was finished, and the disappearance of this era means death, hey, this god is looking for something, no wonder I'm big. In the last thousand years, there has been no successful voyage, and the creation makes people!

Now the hawker looks at the lively scene in front of him, and he can't lift his spirits, no matter how much things are used, talent is the most critical, now that the people are gone, their own voyage has to be postponed again, this postponement, I don't know to the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, depressed!

Li Chunfeng looked at the hawker a little lost, squatted beside him, and lit a cigarette for the hawker, "Uncle Shi, don't be too sad, although Lin Daochang is gone, haven't we also cultivated more nautical talents?"

The peddler shook his head, "You don't understand, the sea sails by the helmsman, and the role of a spiritual leader is greater than that of 10,000 ordinary people, the world knows Magellan, but there are so many people who sail with him, has there ever been a name left?" ”

Well, although I don't know who Magellan is, Li Chunfeng roughly understood what the hawker meant, patted the hawker on the shoulder, shook his head and didn't speak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The peddler sat on the ground and smoked a cigarette, then took out three more sticks, put his fingers together and bowed to the direction of Nanyang, "Lin Daochang, go all the way, Chunfeng, go, put it here first, let's go and arrange the funeral of Lin Daochang"

"Okay, Uncle Shi, wait a minute" Li Chunfeng explained the matter at hand, and then rode a bicycle on the road with the hawker, there were too many water networks in Yangzhou, and the van was not easy to drive.

Following the guidance of passers-by, the hawker found the location of Lin Weiqin's Taoist temple, and sure enough, he saw a small restaurant at the foot of the mountain, with various animal skins hanging at the door.

Because the shop is entering the main road of the Taoist temple, the monks who come to the incense will sit down and drink saliva when they come here, and if they are hungry, they will order two small dishes to cushion their stomachs, and the time when the vendors arrive at noon, and the shop is full of people.

Seeing the arrival of the two hawkers, a woman in her forties hurriedly greeted the two, "The two of you are sitting here, the shop is a little crowded, don't you dislike it, what do you want to eat?" ”

The peddler looked around, but didn't find that Lin Weiqin was thinking about Ah Xiang, and he was embarrassed to say to the shopkeeper in front of so many people, Ah, your son-in-law is dead, it's just looking for a cigarette!

So the hawker and Li Chunfeng first ordered two small dishes, drank the tiger bone wine recommended by the shopkeeper, looked at the monks who came and went, the hawker listened carefully to the chatting of the diners, half a day later, the hawker oh, I didn't understand, these people chatted in Yangzhou local dialect, he had to understand it, it seems that it is imperative to implement the official words of the Tang Dynasty.

The hawker ate a meal for nearly two hours, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, the number of people gradually decreased, and the hawker was about to take a moment to ask the shopkeeper where Ah Xiang had gone.

Childe was very polite and arched his hand to the busy shopkeeper and his wife, speaking in an official dialect, as if he was not a local, "The son-in-law has seen Lord Taishan, and the mother-in-law is the mother-in-law"

The hawker chuckled in his heart, and was about to stand up and be furious, Li Chunfeng held it down, glanced at the hawker, and looked at it, the hawker had to sit back as a spectator.

The busy shopkeeper and his wife hurried out, the man didn't seem to like to talk, and the woman's face was embarrassed, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, "Zhang Gongzi, don't dare, we are a hunter family, how can we be worthy of your relatives"

"Hey, my mother-in-law's words are not right, I fell in love with your family Ah Xiang at first sight, as long as Ah Xiang is relieved, you and I will become in-laws, what should not be deserved, is it a matter of time, by the way, why didn't I see Ah Xiang, where did I go?"

Maybe it was taken by the momentum of the other party, and the shopkeeper and his wife didn't know what to think, and the middle-aged woman answered Zhang Gongzi's question, "Ah Xiang heard that the fleet that went to sea today is back, and went to Yangzhou to see the excitement."

The peddler slapped his thigh, Nima, he went wrong, but if he didn't come here, it would be opposite each other, and no one knew who was not.

Zhang Gongzi asked about the situation, and gave a gift to the shopkeeper and his wife, "Then I won't disturb the two, I will go back to Yangzhou to find Ah Xiang, by the way, if Ah Xiang doesn't come back tonight, the two of them will wait at home tomorrow to receive the dowry, because that means that Ah Xiang has become a member of my family" Then Zhang Gongzi waved at the family, "Let's go"

Bang, the vendor slapped the table "slow" Zhang Gongzi and the shopkeeper and his wife were stunned, and Li Chunfeng also heard the strangeness, it turned out that this girl who Lin Weiqin never forgot was remembered.

Under the gaze of a group of people, the vendor walked up to the shopkeeper, "I'm sorry, but the shopkeeper's surname is Du?" ”

The shopkeeper and his wife glanced at each other, why did they speak official again, or the woman opened her mouth, "Yes, my shopkeeper's surname is indeed Du"

"Then you should also have a daughter named Du Lanxiang, right?"

"It's the little girl"

Zhang Gongzi next to him copied the fan in his hand and pointed at the vendor, "Hey, who are you, Ah Xiang's name is also your name?" ”

The peddler glared at him, and Li Chunfeng was very doggy, "Get out, it's not your right to speak"

Hey, Zhang Gongzi suddenly got angry, "Yo he, you're very fat, do you know who you're talking to, don't think that you are a Taoist priest who can run amok, go out and listen to it, my Zhang family's name"

The middle-aged woman also hurriedly came over to persuade "The two guest officers are okay or go, Zhang Gongzi's family has a big business, you can't afford to mess with it"

The peddler is curious, is there anything bigger in this world than my family's big business? At that moment, he looked at Zhang Gongzi with contempt: "Then tell me how he has a big family?" ”

The middle-aged woman glanced at Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi stretched out his fan to make a gesture of invitation, with a proud face, it seems that he usually likes to show off his family background in front of people.

The middle-aged woman saw that Zhang Gongzi agreed with her, and slowly said, "Zhang Gongzi is the third son of Guangling Hou" (to be continued. )