A gust of cold wind blew by, making the strong and healthy Meng Qi shiver, quite surprised.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's early summer, it's so cold?" He suppressed his thoughts on studying Zi Lei Jin and sword skills, opened the door, and walked out.

There was a vast expanse of white in front of us, with floating ice floating on the river, and ice and snow covering both sides of the river, making people almost doubtful of winter.

Meng Qi put Xie Jie into the package, carried it behind his back, held the ice box, closed the door, and walked to the front of the ship, intending to ask the sailor what was going on.

When they arrived at the dining hall of the large ship, Meng Qi saw a group of sailors surrounding a place on the deck, cooking in an iron pot with various foods tumbling in it. The rich aroma of meat went straight to Meng Qi's nostrils.

Not afraid of catching fire... Meng Qi thought as he walked over and asked politely: "Dear gentlemen, I wonder why it is snowing in June?"

The sailors sat around to keep warm and looked at the pot. When Meng Qi asked, the leader hurriedly said: "Half a month ago, Mr. Cui Qingyu, the acting head of the Cui family in Pingjin, had a fierce battle with a mysterious master nearby. The weather became like this.

, it may take a year and a half to recover.”

"I see, what a natural disaster..." Meng Qi sighed. Seeing how delicious they were eating, he twitched his index finger and asked, "Fellow heroes, what did you eat? Can we come with you? I will pay.

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"It's nothing, just boiled pig and cow offal." The leading sailor waved his hands, fearing that the shipowner would scold him for neglecting his guests.

It's exactly what I like! Meng Qi sat down politely, gave him a piece of silver, took the bowl and chopsticks, prepared a bowl of fragrant and spicy dipping sauce with dogwood juice and other ingredients, and picked up beef liver, pork

Eat belly and other things with great enthusiasm.

The sailors didn't mind seeing the guests, and they all let go, grabbing each other, sweating profusely, and getting rid of the severe cold.

"Boss, there seems to be something wrong inside." A sailor looked at the lobby of the ship and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Meng Qi looked over.

A few people were not far from the lobby of the building. They were raising a fire to cook a pot on the snowy and icy deck. Meng Qi slightly turned his head and saw the scene inside through the half-open door. He also understood what was wrong with what the sailor just said.

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In the hall, due to the sudden turn of the cold weather, many ship passengers chose to stay in the guest rooms, wrapped in warm quilts, waiting for the ship's servants to deliver meals, wine, braziers, and thick quilts.

Not much, only about five or six tables occupied.

At the table was an imposing young man with a childish look on his face, and every move he made was in compliance with etiquette. He had a jade hairpin in his hair and a green pendant hanging from his waist. He had no other ornaments. Beside him sat a servant dressed as a servant.

The old man looks very old and has deep wrinkles, but his eyes are open and closed, and his sparkle is exposed.

At one table was a single woman, dressed in plain clothes and white robes, as elegant as a fairy. On the table was a long sword with a white scabbard, her expression was uneasy, and she kept looking at the two tables nearby.

Next to her, at the table was a man with a ferocious expression. His facial features were normal, his hands were as big as cattail fans, and his joints were protruding. He showed extraordinary palm skills. At the other table was a couple. The man was pale and coughing frequently.

She is a sickly girl with a beautiful face, plump and radiant skin.
Chapter completed!