Anping has a dream.

He hopes that the old people in Qingce Village will have something to rely on, that young people will not have to leave their hometowns to make money, and that children can reunite with their parents instead of being left-behind children.

All that needs to be done is to build an industry in Qingcezhuang so that young people can have jobs in the local area and earn money to support their families.

It's easy to say, but the investment required to do so is almost astronomical.

"If you want to be rich, you must first build roads" and "no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter about your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education" These two sentences have been haunting in my mind since the dream of Anping was born.

Whether it is building an industry, building a road, or establishing a school, it requires a lot of money, and it can be said that it is difficult to do one of them even if you gather the efforts of the entire light strategy village.

That's why An Ping chose a job as a sailor with faster money and more opportunities, and he wanted to find an opportunity to resell goods to earn the first pot of gold in his life.

However, the resale was really done by the merchants of the Seven Kingdoms, and Anping couldn't find any items that could still make huge profits in a year.

When Anping heard Hu Tao say that he was prepared, he suddenly realized that the preferential reward activities that Hu Tao said were nothing more than an accidental death insurance, but the amount of compensation was all for funeral matters.

He has traveled to several countries with his fleet, and he has never heard of a country that has an insurance-related industry.

This is a truly lucrative deal.

If he could use the Deadtime Hall to grow in Liyue and then expand his business to the Seven Kingdoms, then his dream would be within reach.

But this matter is not in a hurry, first of all, he still has to organize the language that can successfully convince the whimsical master of the Dead Hall to let her become his angel investor.

Selling insurance is such a thing, if you don't have a strong background endorsement, ordinary people don't even bother to listen to you more.

Among the people An Ping knows so far, Hu Tang Master is the most wealthy, and he is well-known enough in Liyue.

This visibility is in a positive sense.

Don't look at Hu Tao on the surface that he is not treated by them, but if anyone really has an accident, no one will not want their funeral to be handled by the Afterlife Hall.

However, this is not the time to think about insurance, as Anping, who is sitting on the bow of the ship, suddenly feels a little irritated by the night breeze as the ship leaves Liyue Harbor.

By this time, the moon had long since set, there were only a few stars left in the sky, and the dark sea was filled with undulating waves, and the sound of the water splashing against the hull of the ship seemed to be a whimpering whimper.

Anping was uneasy, and got up to patrol all parts of the ship, looking out at the sea, looking at the sky to see if there were dark clouds gathering, but he didn't find any problems.

However, the irritability caused by the wind did not disappear.

An Ping couldn't help frowning.

So he hurried to the cabin where the captain was resting, and since he couldn't judge, it meant that he was inexperienced, and it was better to report the problem at this time.

"You say there's something unusual about the wind outside?"

When the captain heard Anping's report outside the door, he hurriedly got up, put on his coat and rushed out of the cabin to follow Anping to the deck.

As soon as he reached the deck, a gust of wind blew, and the captain's brow couldn't help but furrow.

"It's a demon god!"

In just a few seconds, the experienced captain made an instant judgment.

"Demon God?!"

An Ping's face changed when he heard this. Although he had heard of a demon god on the sea, he had sailed with the fleet for a year, and the most dangerous thing was that he had fought a few pirates, and he had never encountered a demon god.

But the earth-shattering power of the demon god, no one who grew up listening to the story of Lord Rock would not know.

"There is sadness in this wind, which is contagious only for demon gods, but fortunately it is not coming at us. But we don't know what's going on, so to prevent the demon god from angering us, wake up all the sleeping people at once, and go full speed! Be ready to call for help flares and call for support at any time! ”

The captain gave an order, An Ping immediately informed, and most of them complained again and again when they got up, but when they heard that they might be attacked by the demon god, they immediately shut up one by one and hurried to their respective posts to drive the ship forward at full speed.

By this time it was more than half past night, and it was about to dawn. The ship had already left Liyue Harbor and entered the waters of Mondstadt, and although it had the aura of a demon god, it was not aimed at the fleet, so it was not a good choice to return, and the fleet chose to speed up to Mondstadt.

The captain stands on the bow of the pilot ship with his hands on his chest, constantly watching the movements at sea, and if there is a crisis, he will immediately fire a flare to call for backup.

An Ping had already forgotten about the insurance and followed the captain nervously, ready to follow his instructions at any time.

In such a tense state, the fleet survived the night and ushered in the dawn.

After the sun rose, the irritating feeling in the wind disappeared, and everyone was relieved that they were not attacked by the demon god.

"Two shifts, keep the pace going!"

Although the aura of the demon god in the air disappeared, the cautious captain still did not dare to stay too long at sea, and continued to keep the fleet moving at speed.

In this way, the fleet, which was supposed to arrive at the designated delivery point of the Northland Bank in the middle of the night today, arrived at a sandy area of Mondstadt in the afternoon ahead of schedule, moving at full speed.

While it is relatively rare to have no dock at the port to unload cargo, it is not new.

Still, the thought of the irritating aura of the demon god at night still makes people feel terrified of this uninhabited coast.

But in short, the voyage was not dangerous, and the sailors found a shady place on the beach to rest and chat.

The fleet arrived ahead of schedule, and the receivers arranged by the Northland Bank had not yet arrived, and they could only wait.

The captain saw that An Ping, who had nothing to do after inspecting the ship, called him to his side.

"What, don't you come to Mondstadt to bring some souvenirs back to the little chef of Wanmin Hall?"

"I want to, but there isn't even a stall in this place, so I can't buy it if I want to."

Anping spread his hands helplessly, surrounded by sand and stones, and he couldn't even pick a single wild vegetable. It would be nice to stop at Jingfu Harbor.

"Won't you go to Mondstadt to buy it?"

The captain raised his hand and pointed out a direction for An Ping.

"Follow this path up and you'll see Mondstadt, and the Knight of Favonius will take you into the city when you walk to the edge of the city."

With twenty years of sailing experience, the captain didn't know where to go, and even if he docked anywhere around Mondstadt, he could easily point out the direction to Mondstadt.

"To Mondstadt?"

An Ping was a little moved.

He travels with his fleet and has never been to the city except Liyue.

"If you want to go, hurry up, the fleet will leave tomorrow morning and come back by tomorrow morning, don't be seduced by the Goldilocks in Mondstadt!"

After the captain finished with a smile, seeing that An Ping was still a little hesitant, he handed An Ping a bag of Mora in his hand.

"It's an advance."