On the banks of the River Lenau, the northern port.

With a bang, a curtain of sky opened, and the violent storms and rain from far and near washed down, making people unable to open their eyes on the other side. Fortunately, there are not many pedestrians on this pier at the moment, almost none to be exact, and there is no need to worry about people suffering from the rain...... However, the significance of this scene is not good.

As a port terminal close to the Lenau River, the main economic artery of Bran, the main theme of the city should be busy. And at the moment, this unusually cold and even lonely scene, I believe that no one will be happy to see it. Including those porters who used to work constantly and complained that they could not get rest......

"Bah, what the hell weather!" A foot crushed the inferior cigarette in the mud, and under the grass shed on the side of the wharf, the sturdy young porter was half-squatting, looking at the rain outside the shed, muttering and cursing, "Half a day! No merchant ship has entered the port to unload the goods for half a day." If this continues, Lao Tzu will have to be starved to death!"

"Who's to say it's not, I used to bring some meat back every other week, but now I can't even afford bread......"

"The way of this world, alas, ......"

"Anyway, I can't wait any longer, and several mouths in the family rely on me to fill their stomachs...... I'm going to try it tomorrow at the Tavern Street in the West Side, God forbid, and I hope to get a job......"

"Tomorrow, then I'll go with you, try your luck...... Head, do you want to be together?"

"By the way, head, do you have any ideas......"

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No matter what industry there is, there is a style of forming a gang, and there are also leaders. This is normal, not trying to make trouble. Most of it is also a model of teamwork. For example, at the moment, this porter is working. Once a merchant ship enters the port, it must be unloaded. A porter naturally can't handle it, and often needs a team with tacit understanding, so that the efficiency is high. In other words, a single porter is almost non-existent here, and even if there is, it is called a handyman.

"Wait. The leader of the gang of porters in the straw hut was a middle-aged man with slightly frosty temples, holding a shoddy cigarette roll between his fingers, staring blankly at the few lonely boats moored at the dock in the rain. Taking a deep breath, he sighed, "Wait a little longer...... It's hard to charter these two piers, and once you leave, it's hard to come back. ”

This is a fact, although there are many wharves in the port, there are also many corresponding porter teams, and it is normal for monks to have more porridge and less porridge. Everyone wants to occupy more docks and get more benefits, but there are more doorways in this. Not only do you have to deal with the insatiable officials who manage the port. There must also be familiar merchant ship resources at hand, and the gangs in the city must always be honored...... The last of the last. It is the competition between the porter and the porter.

It can be said that it is not easy for these porters to have the right to unload goods at two wharves. You don't have to think about it to know that they belong to the old generation in this industry and have worked hard for many years. It is precisely because of this that they are now willing to give up these two docks?

There was silence under the grass shed for a moment, and a gray-clothed porter shook his head bitterly, "You know, my family's situation ......"

The middle-aged porter leader waved his hand and interrupted: "I know, that kid from your family is going to enter the civilian academy in a few days, right?" Hehe, he's so old in a flash...... It's okay, I still have some savings, you can take it to the emergency first. ”

"But this is not the way......"

"I know all about it, but for now we just have to wait. The porter shook his head and snuffed out the shoddy cigarettes, "You should also know the situation now, it's not that we don't have work on this dock or port, and it's not because of the damn weather, it's the way of the world...... No one dared to come out to work, and the business of the shops in the city was deserted. Even if we are willing to give up the docks and go to the Tavern Street in Xicheng to make a living, it will be difficult to find work for a while. ”

This is also true, as for the reason has been said many times, it is nothing more than the invasion of the barbarians and the rise of the gray-clothed army, there is no need to say more.

Bang! A heavy fist slammed on the wooden pillar of the grass shed, and the sturdy young porter roared angrily: "Your mother! If you stay and have no work, and there is no way to survive when you go out, will this world-shattering way force us to death!"

"Calm down, there's always a way. Getting up, the porter leader frowned to discourage the youth from self-harm. Then he made a confident appearance, pointed to the misty and rainy river in the distance and said loudly, "Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to drink water." At least we are much stronger than those who do business, no matter who is in charge of this empire, as long as we guard this huge river, are we afraid that we will not survive?"

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Unless, hehe, do you think the Lenau River will dry up one day?"

The Lenau River zigzags and stretches for thousands of miles, running through the entire Bran Empire in the north and south, and of course it will not dry up inexplicably one day. The phrase of the leader of the porters was obviously to liven up the atmosphere, and the effect was not bad, and there were bursts of laughter from the grass hut.

The young porter was also laughing, but after hearing this, he subconsciously glanced at the smoke and rain outside, and the smile suddenly froze on his face. Raising his hand, he rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again, his sturdy body suddenly stiffened, and his face looked like a day of horror.

"Well, what's the matter?" asked the porter's leader, surprised at the young man's oddity.

"Head, head......" The young porter turned his head stiffly, his eyes were straight, his expression was dazed and weird, he raised his hand and pointed to the dock outside tremblingly, crying slightly, "I...... My eyes seem to be broken...... River...... The river is gone!"

"Uh, you kid...... Haha......"

"Really, I didn't notice that your sense of humor was getting stronger. ”

"My eyes seem to be broken...... The river is gone...... Ha, look at this expression, it's amazing!"

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The hall laughed, and all the porters in the straw shed were overjoyed when they heard the words, and they fell to the ground laughing. Especially the leader of the porters, while laughing, he threw an appreciative look at the young porter, thinking that the other party was cooperating with him to liven up the atmosphere.

But the young porter seemed to be in a hurry, his face flushed, and he opened his mouth and opened his mouth again, and every time he tried to say something, he was interrupted by laughter. At last, he roared loudly, dragged the leader out of the grass hut, ran into the storm, pointed to the misty and rainy wharf river, and hurriedly shouted: "Really! It is true--look, look--the river is receding! it is really receding, retreating--"

The roar of the storm, mixed with the faint thunder of the sky, instantly spread far and near inside and outside the docks.

There were figures poking out from the large and small grass huts around, looking here and pointing and saying something, and then took it and saw the surface of the wharf river, and the figure was instantly petrified. Immediately afterwards, more and more blurred figures slowly walked out of the grass shed and into the rain, looking ahead......

Under the wharf, the river is indeed receding. Or more accurately, the water level is falling, drastically at a rate visible to the naked eye......

This is an extremely strange scene!

Right now this is the Lenau River, not the Lenau Sea, and there is no daily ebb and flow. Moreover, with the boundless waters here, it is impossible to store any cross-river sluices, and there will be no discharge and rising water...... In short, no matter from which angle of rational analysis, we will not be able to draw any reason for the decline of the river.

But now, the water level is falling! There is no reason, just like under the Wanzhang River, there is a huge water beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years and wakes up, and it feels thirsty, so the whale swallows the cow and drinks the water of the Wanqing River......

An inch, an inch, a foot, a foot......

Since the first young porter who discovered the abnormality called out for a short time, the boundless river water has been declining, descending, and declining in everyone's field of vision...... Aquatic weeds, iron anchors, sunken boats, and black-and-gray mottled tidal flats carrying all kinds of messy debris are gradually coming to the surface.

Immediately, the waves of the river retreated, retreated, and retreated like a crazy tide...... The area of tidal flats is getting larger and larger, and the T-shaped convex wharf is infinitely high. Buzzing - the reins that bound the ships that retreated with the river became tighter and tighter, and the rope stakes creaked and groaned.

At one point, there was a loud bang, sawdust flew, and most of the old rope piles were uprooted and retreated quickly out of the harbor with the ship. In the meantime, many ships with only inertia and no one at the helm crashed into one place, or collapsed, or snuggled and continued to retreat, or stranded on the tidal flats, like dolls that had been abandoned and tired of playing, and no one cared about them......

Half a sound, the river went away. There is less of a riverside port and more of an inland town.

Canghai, turned into mulberry field......

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(PS: Don't say raccoon water, raccoon cats just love the side description of love deeply...... (To be continued......)