Without waiting for Fang Chang to speak, with a little drunkenness, the boatman Zhou Changdu seemed to answer, and said as if he sighed:

"This ship was purchased by my grandfather when my father was young. The ship was sailing for generations at home, and the last one was dilapidated and difficult to use. My grandfather had to take out the family's fortune and borrow some from the surroundings before changing to a new ship."

"At that time, my father said that the old ship at home was a black-sailed boat. If you buy a brand new black-sailed boat, it is much cheaper than a sailboat and it is easy to control. However, my grandfather disagreed with the opposition and decided to make a decision, spend more money to get a sailboat."

"As a result, after selling the old ship, gritting teeth and buying the new sailboat, the family was poor and couldn't even get the money for my father's marriage. Fortunately, my father was smart and diligent, and learned to steer the sails. He went there for two years in the wind and rain, carried passengers and fished, filled the holes in buying the boat, and saved enough money, which made me come to me."

Fang Chang raised the bowl and sweared, waited for both sides to drink, and said, "It's not easy, it's very tiring to sail."

"Just get used to it," said Zhou Changduo. "It's also the off-season recently. When you hire a boat, I was cleaning up the net and preparing to come out to catch fish."

"So fishing in winter?" Fang Chang asked curiously.

Zhou Changdu nodded: "Yes, otherwise there would be no food. Moreover, our business has no other business, no fields, no shops, only this boat and two hands. If you don't run a boat, there will be no other items, but you will be able to eat up."

"Fortunately, the weather on the Dongxu River is cold in winter, but it is not frozen. It's just that the water is too cold to get into the water, which does not affect passengers and fishing. Unfortunately, this trip is too urgent and I can't prepare some high-altitude wine on the boat, otherwise it would be nice to bring some to entertain you."

"In winter, I often prepare some boats. If I accidentally soaked in water during fishing, I had to drink some warmth and not easily get sick. But I had no choice but to sell it in the city. I need to go upstream three miles to a small ferry there, only a short trest bridge was laid, and a restaurant set up a shed next to it, selling sorghum and strong liquor. Only when I get there can I get a bottle of it and store it..."

After the two had a few bites of food, Fang Chang continued to ask: "How is the boatman's recent harvest?"

"Not very good." Zhou Changduo said with a wry smile: "Our industry is not just hard and tired, it's all small things. It's good to get used to it and it's easy to endure. Storms like today will not affect our work normally. Working in the wind and rain will still be fine."

"The most terrible thing is that the harvest is not qualitative."

"Carrying passengers is the best job, the route is clear and safe, the price is fair, and it is very profitable. However, there are not many guests who need to take the boat. In order not to starve to death, we can only focus on fishing," Zhou Changru pointed to the floor, "There is the bottom cabin inside, which is usually used to store fish."

"It's just that the price of fish varies greatly depending on the category. If you have good luck one day, catch more perch that wealthy people like, and you can easily spend many days. When fishing, you still have to catch those varieties that wealthy people like and sell them to get a full meal."

"There is a lot of risk here, and it is impossible to work intermittently, which always makes people hungry and tired. However, when you get home, you can watch your wife and children laugh, everything is worth it."

Fang Chang listened quietly, without saying a word, but silently picked up the wine gourd and filled it with the circumference rudder opposite.

He remembered a poem in his previous life, "People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch. You look at a boat and appear in the storm." The description of the realistic scene mentioned by the people in front of him is vividly described.

After the meal, Zhou Changdu, the boatman, drank too much and slept soundly.

It was his son, the boy who had eaten a round belly on the side, carried him back to his sleeping place, washed the tableware, and then asked Fang Chang to bed early to rest.

But he is a sensible and good baby.

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Fang Chang was not affected by the wine.

Not to mention that the rice wine is too low, even the strongest sorghum wine, he can drink two buckets of it without frowning. He politely declined the persuasion of the young man Zhou Fan, sat casually at the bow of the boat, and looked up at the moon.

The moonlight on the river is beautiful.

The silver moonlight sprinkled gently, shining on the mist on the water surface, making the surroundings hazy and dreamy.

When the moonlight is bright, the stars naturally appear to be sparse in the night sky, and only the reflection of the full moon in the water, together with the full moon in the sky, bringing bright white light to the surroundings.

Everything is like a white veil, but it is the same color as the clothes on the long body.

After taking a few light and deep breaths, he wanted to lie here, and listen to the sound of the river for a night under the moonlight, which should be a wonderful experience.

However, Fang Chang looked around and suddenly felt aroused in his heart.

He whispered into the cabin: "Brother Zhou Fan, I want to go down and come back later. You go to bed first."

The son of the boatman inside was a little worried and told Fang Chang, "Be careful, don't go far, don't get lost, don't fall into the water, and call for help if there is something wrong."

Fang Chang nodded: "I can reflect on myself."

Then he jumped out of the boat, stepped on the soil with his feet, and marched up the shore.

The wilderness at night is quiet, with only the occasional roar of insects in the grass, and the rustling sound of the river water beside it makes the land on the shore appear quieter.

Walking slowly, savoring the world, my heart was very comfortable.

This completely different scenery from the Xianqi Cliff gives people a novel experience, making him feel that his soul has been washed away by the river, making it more clear and transparent.

The night wind changes back and forth, sometimes bringing the smell of ice and snow, sometimes bringing the smell of water, and sometimes mixing the smell of fresh soil.

With the whimpering and cold wind, there was a faint whimpering sound coming from the front.

Fang Chang smiled and took a few steps.

After a moment, he approached the source of the crying and leaned over without leaving any trace, without attracting attention.

There is a huge turtle by the river, leaning against the big rock beside the water, wailing loudly at the surface of the river.

This scene made Fang Chang feel quite novel.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the big turtle did not turn around and the channel was blocked, Fang Chang still spoke, "I wonder what difficult things have you encountered? He actually cried so sadly."

This is in line with the nosy character of practitioners.

The sudden sound made the large turtle crying and frightened.

The tears that were constantly gushing out, most of them were swallowed back in shock, and the whimpering sound was blocked in their mouths, making a brief and rapid "squeak", like a pot of water boiling the flute.

Frightened, the turtle moved quickly, and its speed was not as fast as it was carrying a heavy shell.

The turtle spirit, which had refined the crossbone, jumped quickly a few feet away, widened the distance from the square, and then turned around and asked loudly, "Who are you?!"

"There were people scattered in the mountains of Yunzhong. They wandered here accidentally tonight, but saw the demon brother crying here," Fang Chang replied, "But what problems have you encountered?"
Chapter completed!