Chapter 3 Eighteen Mile Crossing
Eighteen miles crossing, a small ferry on the Yangtze River, can not stop the boat, and because it is in the mountains, so it is not to miss the lodging, no one wants to stay here, so the town formed by the business is not prosperous, and because of the late night, there are almost no lights on the not very long streets. Gao Fuji walked on the empty street, and occasionally a few dog barks from the yard where no light could be seen, and it seemed that the night was so desolate.
According to Ge Laohan's instructions, Gao Buer came to the only bright place at the end of the town, and the only inn in front of the door, the inn was very small, a wooden structure of a one-story hut, the wood on the wall had turned black under the wind and rain due to its age, and it was also covered with green moss, and the house was also pitch black.
"Bang-bang-bang-" Gao Buji knocked on the door.
"Who, wait a minute." An old man's voice rang out, followed by a few coughs, and the room was lit with an oil lamp.
"Squeak-" The door opened, and an old man with silver hair held a small oil lamp.
Gao Buer hugged his fists and saluted: "Excuse me, I don't know if there are any vacancies in the store?" β
"Ahemβthere's an empty room, but there's nothing to eat."
"I missed the night, so it's good to be able to stay for one night."
The old man looked at Gao Bu'er as a child, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although he was in rags, he only deserved to suffer a disaster, so he didn't say anything, let him come in and take it directly to the guest room, the old man lit the small oil lamp in the guest room, Gao Buer glanced at it, the guest room was not big, a small wooden bed, a black wooden table and a stool.
"Look at Xiao Langjun has suffered a disaster, there is still a little leftover bread in the house, I'll go get it for you, and wash it in a basin of water."
"Thank you, boss, I'll take the water myself." Gao Buer followed the old man to make a basin of water, washed his hair and face happily, looked at the immature face in the basin, Gao Buer was helpless for a while, what kind of sin did he create in his previous life, he could encounter this kind of teasing thing, but fortunately he came to the end of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and he couldn't afford to shoulder too much responsibility on his small shoulders, I just hope that the words of the buddy who were struck by lightning are true, Changsheng, if you can't go back, you can only survive alive.
"Eat."
Gao Buer raised his head and thanked the old man: "Old man, I want to go to Jinling, how should I go." β
"Oh, Jinling, it's far away, I heard that there is a war, if you go, it depends on luck, and now there are almost no big ships on the river."
Gao Buer was quite deflated when he heard it, in this era when transportation was already inconvenient, and he encountered war, it is estimated that the future is dark.
Decadently took a bite of the hard cake made of unknown materials, and the old man who had just left walked in again, and put it in front of him in a white linen dress: "This is my grandson's, you are about the same height, there is no clothing store here, you can wear it." β
Gao Buer was moved for a while: "Thank you, old man." β
"No, no, it's not early, go to bed early after eating."
"Squeak" The old man closed the door and left, leaving Gao Fuji in a daze at the soybean-sized light.
This night, Gao Buer couldn't sleep all night, he thought of his lover and parents who he hadn't seen for a long time, and also thought of many things in the past six months. After fusing with the old Taoist divine sense, he already believed that the immortals really existed, because at the moment when the old Taoist priest turned into ashes, he also sensed the fairy palace hidden in the void, to say that the old Taoist priest was also good to him, originally with the old Taoist priest's cultivation, he could completely kill his repeated souls, but the old Taoist priest did not do this, and taught him a lot of cultivation methods, but he never believed it, and felt that the old Taoist priest was a big fool, until now, everything of the old Taoist priest was left to him.
"Alas! ββ" Gao Fuji smiled bitterly: "Lie down and win." "That's the only thing that can be comforted at the moment.
The voices outside the window pulled him back to reality, Gao Buji pushed open the window, and it was already faintly bright outside, and there were sparse porters on the road, carrying the goods to the dock.
Last night, the old man knocked on the door again and came in and brought a bowl of gruel: "Xiao Langjun, there is nothing to eat in the store, let's drink a bowl of gruel." β
Gao Fuji thanked him, and asked the old man while eating: "Old man, where is this big ship carrying goods going?" β
"I heard that the porter said that he was going to Xiakou City."
Hearing this, Gao Buer's eyes lit up, this Xiakou City is the Wuhan of later generations, called Jiangcheng in the Sui and Tang dynasties, since the Southern Dynasty is where a state is governed, it is a big city, the famous Yellow Crane Tower (built by Dongwu, the earliest is a watchtower, named the Yellow Crane Tower) is standing on the edge of the Yangtze River at this time.
Gao Fuji eagerly asked, "Can this cargo ship carry passengers?" β
"Xiao Langjun, don't panic, generally speaking, cargo ships are taboo to carry passengers, but this time the ship boss is an old distant nephew, and Xiao Langjun is a child, the old man said, take you for a ride, this little old man still has this face."
Gao Fuji was busy saying goodbye, because ancient cargo ships were generally big boats, and the stability and safety were more than 100 times higher than that of fishing boats.
It was almost noon, the old man of the shopkeeper came to the river with Gao Buer, and there was a single-sail cargo ship parked on the wharf, which was not as big as expected, and it could carry one or two tons of goods.
A sturdy bearded man on the cargo ship saw the old man and shouted at the top of his voice: "Third uncle, what are you doing at the dock?" β
"Da Lang, the goods are loaded?"
"It's loaded, and it's ready to anchor."
"I heard that there is a war going on outside, so please pay attention to safety on the road."
"I know, third uncle, I heard that the Wang family Erlang in the village said that Xiakou City had been conquered by the Sui Dynasty a month ago, and business exchanges had resumed, so I was ready to take a trip, you can rest assured, you can come back in ten days, this little Langjun next to him is very raw, come from outside."
Hearing this, Gao Fuji's favorability towards this simple and hearty muscular man directly exploded.
The old man also opened his mouth: "If you are in trouble here, you want to go to Jinling to join your relatives, I just came to ask you if you can take him for a ride." β
"Third uncle, you know, it is taboo for strangers to get on the cargo ship, but third uncle, you have spoken, it is still okay to make an exception to take Xiao Langjun for a ride, get on the ship."
"You kid, you've been running the dock for a few years, and an honest man has become a monkey spirit." The old man turned his head sideways and said to Gao Fuji: "Xiao Langjun, get on the boat quickly, it's easy to go all the way." β
Gao Buer immediately took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into the old man's hand: "Thank you, uncle." β
The old man's face changed: "What are you doing, if this is the case, you don't want to get on the boat." β
"Huh?!" The old man's reaction made Gao Buer stunned, Gao Buer blushed and made a fuss: "Grandpa, don't blame, I've been bothering for a long time since last night, you treat me like a grandson to give me food and clothes, and I haven't paid the store fee yet, I just want to express my gratitude, it's abrupt." β
Hearing him say this, the old man's face turned slightly pale: "Go quickly, pay more attention to safety along the way." β
Gao Buji saluted again and walked quickly onto the boat, and the boat boss shouted: "Start the boat!" βββ
To the old man on the shore, Gao Buer saluted again and waved goodbye to the old man.