The village chief asked without giving up: "But you are the magistrate of the state, so no one is looking for you?"
"Someone is looking for it...but I didn't bring many people with me when I came out, so the search efficiency may be a bit low." Lin Changyu muttered in a low voice, feeling so guilty that he didn't even dare to raise his head.
In order to save money, the boat that brought the refugees was temporarily rented. A two-story boat was used to support the scene. The other ten smaller boats were all in a dilapidated state and could barely be driven away.
As for the helpers, in addition to Hei Dazhuang, there are thirty others. These thirty people also serve as cooks, captains, helmsmen and other duties...
Calculating it this way, he really wasn't sure when the fleet would be able to find him.
Everyone in Yaoshui Village saw that his face was not very good-looking, so they were very considerate and did not continue to ask questions. It was useless to ask questions anyway, so they might as well just go find the fleet according to the original plan.
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Half an hour later, the group finally crossed the deserted coast and arrived near the pier.
After all, it is the pier, with people coming and going, and it is much more lively than other places.
In addition to the ships and workers transporting goods, there are about a dozen vendors on the roadside, all of which, without exception, sell snacks.
The big round buns have just come out of the pot, and the hot steam mixed with the aroma of meat goes straight into people's nostrils;
The thin layer of the wonton skin becomes transparent once boiled in water, and the meat filling inside can be seen from a long distance;
And the freshly sliced sesame sesame cakes, so crispy...
"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry, suck, I don't want to eat..."
Yan Yan, who was about to cry, covered her drooling mouth and kept hypnotizing herself, but her eyes were still staring at the various delicacies on the stall honestly, with eyes that were so lingering that they could draw strings.
She was intoxicated when she suddenly felt water dripping from her ears. Hey, is it raining?
Xiaotuanzi rubbed his ears and looked up. His second brother was staring at the meat buns in the hands of passers-by with his mouth open.
A string of drool slowly slid down the corners of his open mouth, and when it reached his chin, he raised his hand to wipe it away. A few drops of it just happened to hit Yanyan's face.
Yan Yan: "..."
The little dumpling who loves cleanliness silently moved to the corner.
Soon, the team passed by a stall selling drinks. In addition to the most common herbal tea, there were also some fruits on the long table.
Yan Yan scratched the edge of the car and looked at it with interest. Oranges, oranges, pomegranates, grapes... Those gray things that looked like big iron eggs looked very familiar. They seemed to be something... yes, coconuts!
When Xiaotuanzi thought of this name, his mouth watered. Before he drank it, the sweet taste of coconut milk had already begun to flow in his mouth.
I can't help it anymore, I really want to take a sip...
Xiao Tuanzi swallowed his saliva, looked at Old Mrs. Shu who was concentrating on her way, and then looked at Xiao Qingbai who was also drooling. He rolled his eyes and had an idea.
"Second brother, do you want to drink coconut juice?"
Yan Yan leaned close to Qing Bai's ear and asked softly.
"What is coconut milk? Is it delicious?" Qingbai answered nonchalantly, still staring at the meat buns of passers-by.
"It tastes good, better than the sugar water made by grandma." Xiaotuanzi continued to nuzzle him, "Do you want to drink it?"
Qingbai nodded, "I think, I also want to eat steamed buns and roasted buns..."
Before he could count the things he wanted to eat, Xiaotuanzi turned around and shouted loudly: "Grandma, the second brother said he wants to drink coconut juice, especially!"
Qingbai: "???"
Why are you still blaming him?
"I'm not, I didn't!"
"You have it." Yan Yan winked at him, "If grandma buys it, you take two sips and I take one sip."
Qingbai calculated it carefully and realized that the deal was quite a bargain, "Okay, I have it."
The two greedy cats looked up at Mrs. Shu at the same time. Without saying anything, their watery lips said everything.
Mrs. Shu: "..."
What else can you do to your own children besides pampering them?
"Tell grandma where the coconut juice is and grandma will buy it for you."
Yan Yan turned to point to the herbal tea stall, "There, there are many long tables, round ones, and a big one..."
The little dumpling danced around and made a lot of gestures, successfully confusing the old lady.
I thought that coconut water was a drink like brown sugar water, but from what my granddaughter said, it seemed like a fruit.
And you can’t choose someone who is too old or too young. It’s too troublesome to ask the boss to help you.
Mrs. Shu was afraid of buying the wrong thing and wasting money, so she took the dumplings out of the car and said, "Stop gesticulating, let's go together."
The grandfather and grandson broke away from the team and went to the herbal tea stall. When they went there, the stall owner was holding two pieces of paper in his hand and was asking a customer about something.
Then the guest shook his head quickly and said, "Brother, what are you drawing? There are neither humans nor ghosts. If you throw some rice on the paper, the chickens will look better than you."
The stall owner was so angry that his eyes turned into bells, "You can not help me find someone, or you can say that my tea tastes bad, but you can't insult my painting skills! In Qiongzhou, I am called the second child, and no one dares to call me the boss.
,Do you understand?"
"Haha, I alone can say whether it is good or not, let everyone evaluate it." The guest grabbed the painting and came to Mrs. Shu, "Auntie, tell me, what do you think he painted?"
Mrs. Shu lowered her head and glanced down, then her eyebrows twisted into twists. She drew two strings of circles side by side on the paper, one on the left and one on the right. The circle on the left was larger, with many small dots densely added to it...
In just a few seconds of looking at the painting, the old lady thought about all the things she had seen in the past few decades, and finally asked tentatively: "Candied haws on a stick? Candied haws on a stick dipped in sesame seeds and melon seeds?"
"Candied haws on a haws, haha, I'm fucking laughing to death, hahaha..."
The guest covered his stomach and slapped the table and laughed, "To tell you the truth, this is a missing person notice drawn by the boss, and these two candied haws on a stick are the people he is looking for, hahahaha..."
Mrs. Shu's eyes widened and she felt that her soul was being shocked: "My mother, is this a human being?"
"Why are you laughing? Why don't you laugh to death!" The stall owner was irritated by the customer's extremely arrogant laughter, and rushed forward to grab the painting with a red face.
At this time, Xiaotuanzi suddenly spoke: "Uncle, the person you drew seems to know me."
Stall owner: "Huh? Do you know him?"
Yan Yan nodded, pointed her fat paw at the painting and said seriously: "This tall, fat one with thick eyebrows, like a big bear, is Uncle Hei.
This short, thin man with a pointed chin like a bamboo pole is Uncle Lin."
Mrs. Shu looked at it carefully based on her analysis... It's better to have two bunches of candied haws, which don't get along well with others.
But the stall owner got excited, strode up to Yan Yan, held Xiaotuanzi’s paw with trembling hands, and said with tears in his eyes: "Bosom friend! From today on, you are my soulmate!"
"You really guessed it right?" Mrs. Shu was dumbfounded.
The laughing guest next to him was also dumbfounded, "No, can you really recognize the person in the painting? It can't be Tuo, right?"
Yan Yan blinked her eyes in confusion, "What is Tuo? Do you mean to praise me for being awesome?"