Moonlight night.

South Canal.

On the black-sailed boat.

One man held up a fish lamp and shouted loudly: "What happened to this friend?"

Listening to the old voice coming from several feet away, Chen Chong stood at the side of the boat and replied: "Thank you for your concern, there is no big problem, but I have a little trouble here. I don't know if you want to help."

The old man was quite cautious, and he held the black-sailed boat at the bottom of the river, and then asked, "Young man, you say, as long as the old man can help. But the old man is poor and in poor health, so I'm afraid he won't be able to help much."

The old man was very agile and seemed to refuse to rely on him if he didn't explain it clearly, but Chen Chong did not intend to hide it.

"Old man, my friend and I chartered a boat to Hangzhou. Unexpectedly, the owner plotted against us in the middle of the night and wanted to kill people and rob. I was angry and killed them, so no one drove the boat for us."

After saying that, he shouted, "Don't be afraid of old man, we are definitely good people. If you can come and help us drive the boat, I will send you this boat."

The old man stood at the bow and fell silent, as if he was judging the authenticity of what Chen Chong said.

After a while, he turned on the fishing lantern a little before replying: "Old man believes you, come here now."

The old man let go of the bamboo pole, and the boat floated down with the water. From time to time, he was a little below the water, and the two boats were getting closer and closer.

"Beware of it, boy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a dull "dong" sound, and the two ships collided.

The old man said again: "Catch the cable, let's tie the boat together so that we won't be separated."

Chen Chong felt the wind sound in front of him, and he grabbed a rope with his hand.

He tied the rope, took the torch handed over by Jianning, and shone it on the old man on the black-sailed boat.

The old man was disheveled and his hair was not whipped behind his head. He was a little thin, but his gray goatee and long eyebrows made him feel a bit kind and kind.

The old man smiled at Chen Chong, turned around and knocked on the side of the boat and shouted: "You little brat, don't come out to help me!"

As he shouted, two boys, one big and one small, came out of the cabin.

The two babies have dark skin and are worn in tatters, but their eyes are smart and their hands and feet are very quick.

The older one looked stronger, but not tall, at the age of thirteen or thirteen, and the younger one seemed a little afraid of being a child, so she hid timidly behind the older one after leaving the cabin.

The old man waved to his grandson, and the three of them jumped onto the big ship together, and then he explained: "Young master, your ship is a little bigger. The old man can't drive it alone, so he has to ask his two grandsons to help."

Chen Chong said indifferently: "I just take the boat. You can do whatever you want. If you send us to Hangzhou, the boat will belong to you."

After hearing what he said, the old man hadn't responded yet, the two children suddenly became excited.

He is a little more sensible. Although he looks happy, he doesn't say anything.

The young man was really naive. When he saw Chen Chong want to give his grandfather a boat, he asked excitedly: "Mr., do you really want to give us the boat? This boat costs a lot of money."

The old man quickly flicked his head and pulled him behind him and started scolding: "Young man, what nonsense is talking about? No one thinks you are a mute if you don't speak!"

After scolding him, he smiled and said with a pity: "Young Master, please help you drive the boat. Just pay me a hard work."

Chen Chong agreed happily: "Okay, you can't do it. I'll throw it there when the time comes, whoever wants it, please!"

After saying that, he reached into his arms and took out a fifty taels of official silver from his portable space. He pressed his thumb on the bottom of the silver ingot and wiped off the mark.

"The ship's 80 taels, I'll give you fifty taels first."

After throwing the silver ingot to the old man, Chen Chong was about to go back to the room, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man held the huge silver ingot and said at a loss: "Young Master, the number is wrong!"

Seeing that the old man had been in a state of thought, Jianning said impatiently: "Old man, the chartered boat is 80 taels, and the ones driving the black boat only accept so many of us. You can't be even darker than the ones driving the black boat, right?"

"Young man, you can't wrongly accuse the old man."

The old boatman blushed and his ears equator: "I mean I'm going to give you eighty taels too much, all of which are enough to go to Hangzhou..."

"Okay."

Chen Chong interrupted the old man: "It's only eighty taels. If you think it's too much, just buy some fresh fruits and vegetables, and prepare some food for a sumptuous meal."

The old man thought to himself that, so he nodded and said, "Then I am ashamed of my responsibility."

At this time, A Ke and Da Shuang'er came over with a bucket, poured the water on the deck, and rushed into the river with all the pus, blood, and blood, and ragged clothes.

Blood splashed on the water bandits beside him, but Chen Chong still had his power. They didn't dare to dodge without authorization, so they had to hug each other and tremble.

Pointing to the two, Chen Chong warned: "Old man, I have no other requests, but you have to remember only two points. First, if I ask you to stop the boat, you have to stop. Second, these two people are water bandits, you should not contact them, just stutter every day and you can't starve to death."

The old man was stunned for a moment and found that Chen Chong didn't seem to be joking, so he had to respond: "Since my grandson hired me to do things, the old man must listen to the instructions. Don't worry, I will never meddle in other people's business!"

Chen Chong kicked Xia Laoer and shouted, "Dog Kill, where is the closest black store to this one? Why don't you tell me clearly with the old man!"

Xia Laoer replied reluctantly: "Good man, please don't kick, don't kick, I said, let's go down for another three hours, the tavern on Luzigou Kan is a black shop."

Before he could finish speaking, Jianning kicked another kick, but after finishing the kick, he found that he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, she was not stupid, so she thought of an excuse in an instant and started to curse: "Things are worse than pigs and dogs, so what about Luzigou that I want to have a lot of restaurants, but who knows which one you are talking about!"

Covering his broken leg that was severely injured again, Xia Laoer was in tears.

He resisted his grievance and said, "My aunt, there has always been only one wine shop on the Luzigou, and he is carrying a black-edged wine banner."

Seeing Chen Chong looking at another water bandit again, Jianning kicked him excitedly: "Then, where is the closest kiln here?"

The rash man was a bachelor at this time. He was kicked at the bone in front of him and didn't scream. He said in a muffled voice: "In Wannian Cang."

"Wannian Warehouse?"

When the old man saw that Chen Chong seemed to be unaware, he immediately explained: "Young Master, Wannian Cang is the place where the imperial court transports grain. It is more than 200 miles away. We have to walk all day to get there."

The interrogation worked, and Jianning was extremely satisfied. She ordered the old man arrogantly: "Old man, stop the boat when you get to the place. Let's rest tonight and set off early tomorrow. Do you understand?"

The old man was a personal sperm, and he responded with his mouth, but his eyes were aimed at Chen Chong. Seeing the real customer nodding, he agreed happily.

This matter was over. Chen Chong tied up the two bandits and then lit the nine key points of the two men, then took the four girls back to the cabin.

Tonight, he cleared the hidden dangers around him and happened to find someone to drive the boat. Chen Chong felt that he had not been in vain. The only thing he regretted was that killing the water bandits did not reward the chivalrous value!

Such a bad person shouldn't be so rigid?

Something is wrong, very wrong!

Seeing the five people returning to the cabin, the old man brought two grandsons to the stern of the boat, plunged into the small compartment, covered his head and went to bed.

The old man seemed to fall asleep very quickly, and snores rang out in a moment.

Amid the snoring of "Hush Hush Hush Hush Hush", the big kid suddenly asked in a low voice: "Master Guardian, why do you think they are looking for black shops and earthen kilns?"
Chapter completed!