The next morning, the spring was bright.

Several high-masted ships were parked at Dianbai Port, and a large group of naked workers were moving like ants, carrying or carrying goods onto the ship through temporary wooden ladders, presenting a busy and prosperous scene.

"There are passenger ships?"

When Lin Weiran arrived at the dock, he was not surprised by the tall mast ship. Instead, he was attracted by a three-story exquisite painting ship with the flag of "Wu Kaiyuan". Some luxuriously dressed people were lined up to walk onto the ship.

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"Although the Japanese pirates are rampant, they are equipped with powerful bodyguards on the ship. Behind this is the official figure. Black and white are both taken together, and no one has found trouble with their family. The price is a bit expensive, but it is absolutely

Safe!" As the two women passed by, one woman said to the other woman.

The film board must not be put into the sea. This is a basic national policy of the Ming Dynasty, but when it is actually implemented, it is tight and loose. Just like a gambling ban, the court certainly issued it, but it cannot be completely eliminated.

Now the fact is right in front of you. A passenger ship heading to Guangzhou Prefecture is about to set sail from this port. The "sea ban" in this era is far less stringent than everyone imagined. At least this is the case here in Radio Port.

Lin Weiran stood on the curb and just squatted down, but with a "thump" beside him, a man fell heavily to the ground, his feet and hands shrank, and his lively image of a turtle with his back facing the sky.

This is his follower. Mr. Pea ran to the inn early this morning to look for him and completely stuck him. No matter where he went, this person had to follow him and liked to imitate him.

Isn't this...imitate him again!

thump!

Mr. Pea lowered his head and turned around him twice, then tried again, but then he squatted down. The focus of his body was immediately unstable and he still fell to the sky.

porcelain?

tea!

rag?

Lin Qingran squatted in the curb, staring at the cargo transported on board, silently recording the types and quantities of these goods. Because he knew Mr. Shen Liu, no one dared to come up to cause trouble for him.

"Are you okay?"

When Lin Xuran stood up and was about to leave, he saw several big bags on Mr. Pea's forehead. At first, it was fine if he fell to the sky, but behind him didn't believe in evil, and he fell to the ground with his face.

"Lin, it's so amazing. How did you do it?" Mr. Pea got up from the ground and looked at Lin Qingran with admiration. But before Lin Qingran could answer, he gestured with his fists and said, "Are you practicing?

The martial arts?”

Lin Weiran shrugged and returned to Dianbai City with this live treasure.

For several days, he would appear at the dock on time in the morning, and in the afternoon he would go back to the city to stroll around, stroll around the various shops in the city. He would buy some things he liked, and eat some snacks he liked, and his life would be like

Very casual.

Mr. Pea is the same. He has been following his butt these days and likes to simulate him. According to his words, he wants to become a genuine Ming Dynasty person, and he must be the same in his words and deeds.

That afternoon, I returned from the dock to the city.

Mr. Pea's return date has been determined and he will return to his motherland in two days and take the cloth he found from the Ming Dynasty to dig out his first pot of gold in his life.

The parting was sad, especially when he had serious doubts about whether he could dig out his first pot of gold, Lin Qingran decided to be generous and planned to invite this British friend to eat some delicious food.

"Lin, are we eating rice dumplings again?" Mr. Pea looked at him walking towards the rice dumpling stall and asked seriously at him.

"Don't you like it?" Lin Xuran gave him a light look.

"I like it! It tastes very good, but the leaves are a little hard!" Mr. Pea nodded vigorously at first, but then frowned slightly.

"Can you be stronger than the glutinous rice cakes you ate the day before yesterday?" Lin Qingran asked back.

"Yes! That thing almost slapped the teeth, but the cake was really delicious!" Mr. Pea nodded vigorously and made a toothache move.

"The rice dumplings are hard on the outside and soft on the inside, which just contains the Yin and Yang Dao. This is the best way for our Chinese drinks!" Lin Qingran said in a mysterious way.

"It's hard and yang, soft and yin, so that's how it is!" After thinking about it, Mr. Pea said excitedly again: "Then let's eat rice dumplings today! I have to feel your Yin-Yang Avenue!"

"Okay...wait!" Lin Xuran was about to nod his head to agree, but his eyes lit up. He greeted someone from afar and happily said, "Brother Jiang, what a coincidence! Are you here for dinner in the restaurant? I didn't have it either

Let's go upstairs and have a meal together, haha!"

Jiang Ronghua glanced at him and was pushed in helplessly by him. This guy wanted to eat for nothing at their house again, and why did he still bring this strange-looking person?

Qingfeng Restaurant, this is an industry under the name of the Jiang family.

When Jiang Ronghua walked into the restaurant, the waiter enthusiastically led the young master and his friends to the most luxurious private room and set up the best meal.

Mr. Pea has learned to use chopsticks, but he still seems very clumsy. Therefore, when he held the chopsticks, he stared at Lin Weiran next to him and learned how to use chopsticks to pick up food.

When Lin Weiran picked up food, he followed him to pick up food. When he was cooking, he followed him to pick up food. He learned it well and seemed very interesting.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Ronghua suddenly said, "Brother Lin, let's set off to the Fucheng tomorrow?"

"So fast?" Lin Qingran stuffed a piece of fish and looked at him in surprise.

"The time for the palace examination is set, it will be the fourth day of the fourth month!" Jiang Ronghua wiped his mouth, but talked about this important matter.

"This time... why is it so unlucky!" Lin Qiran frowned and spit out the fish bones. This was undoubtedly the worst date.

Jiang Ronghua was about to explain, but suddenly he was stunned and pointed to his side and said, "What's wrong with your friend?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Weiran glanced at his eyes and knew that the follower was imitating him to eat fish. He bit his chopsticks and pounded his back a few times, allowing him to spit out the fish bones stuck in his throat.

"Don't eat this!" Lin Qingran pointed at the fish with a stern face, and said to Jiang Ronghua again: "Where did you say just now? Well, yes, who chose this date?"

"This was the day when the emperor begged for rain from heaven last year. It really rained that time, hey..." Jiang Ronghua put down his handkerchief, then picked up the teacup and sighed.

Lin Xuran looked at him in confusion and said, "Brother Jiang, what do you mean by sighing?"

"On the fourth day of April last year, it was raining in Shandong, but there was an earthquake in Gansu that day! Now all civil and military officials only look at blessings, but do not mention misfortunes, so they are closed to the saints!" Jiang Ronghua took a sip of tea, shook his head and sighed.

"I didn't expect you to be quite angry!" Lin Weiran shook his head and continued to pick up food.

"What is the angry youth?" Jiang Ronghua put down the teacup and looked at him in confusion.

Lin Qingran stuffed a piece of rib into his mouth and said nonsense: "It's just a young man who cares about the country and the people, are you praising you!"

"You don't seem to care about current affairs at all!" Jiang Ronghua looked at him and said helplessly.

"Is it useful to care?" Lin Qingran took out the bone and asked back.

Jiang Ronghua was immediately discouraged because he found it was useless, but suddenly he was stunned and pointed to the side and said, "Your friend doesn't seem to be right?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Weiran swept his eyes and knew that the follower was imitating his ribs next to him. He bit the chopsticks and pounded his back a few times, allowing him to spit out the bone stuck in his throat.
Chapter completed!