There was not much time, everything was ready, the two masts were upright, and the sails were hoisted. It happened that the wind was favorable today, and the sails were supported like drums. With the roar of the wind, the awning boat left the shore.

Wei San and others looked at the cargo ship. Wei San had not said anything yet, while Zhao Er and the three guards had obviously picky looks on their faces.

"I just rented such a broken boat..." Zhao Er muttered in a low voice.

Catfish glanced sharply at Zhao Er, snorted secretly, and for Cen Xiyan's sake, he didn't care, and held back Gazi who wanted to talk to Zhao Er for an argument.

Wei San now really felt that it might have been a mistake to bring Zhao Er out, so he put on a serious face and gave Zhao Er a stern warning look.

Chen Liu pulled Zhao Er's sleeve and whispered: "Brother Zhao, you'd better watch your mouth. Third Young Master is going to be angry."

Zhao Er glanced at Wei San and did not dare to say any more.

The old fisherman just pretended that he didn't see the little disharmony here, arranged for the sailors to steer the ship and look out, then ordered some tea, snacks and side dishes to be arranged. He also unsealed the plum stuffed by Cen Xiyan and said with a smile: "Whatever

Brother Feng, would you like some of our guests to use some together?"

"We have eaten, just drink some tea." Wei San said with a smile.

They had just boarded the boat after they had had enough food and wine, and he was not used to sitting and dining with several boatmen.

"I'm here to have a drink with you and your son."

Cen Xiyan sat down unceremoniously. Although she had finished her meal, she could still drink some wine. She always liked the food in the glass, especially drinking and chatting with friends. It felt like a pleasure.

Cang Qing, who had been silent all this time, heard that Cen Xiyan wanted to drink, glanced at her, and said in a rare gesture, "Drink less."

"I see, senior brother Cang Qing, it's not like you don't know my drinking capacity." Cen Xiyan said with a smile.

Cangqing's lips moved but he didn't speak anymore. In fact, he really wanted to say: "Can't a girl be a little girly?"

A few people poured wine, drank a few glasses, and began to talk. Most of them were Cen Xiyan asking the old fisherman some new things in the world and interesting things they encountered on the boat. Catfish occasionally added, and Gazi blew a few words.

Just like a cow, the catfish drove him away to guard the observation tower.

Wei San and others couldn't say anything, so they listened silently, but they found it interesting. They, nobles from aristocratic families, didn't often travel around the world, so these things were new to them.

Because the boat was about to sail, the old fisherman did not open his mouth to drink. Feeling that it was almost done, he went to steer the boat.

It was late at night, and everyone who should rest had gone to rest, but Cen Xiyan was not sleepy at all.

She asked a sailor for a stove and a tea set, and sat on the bow of the boat, making tea and drinking tea by herself. She looked comfortable, but she was sighing in her heart. She led these people through the Raya Snow Mountains, and some secret business was not allowed.

It’s not over. There will probably be fewer opportunities to take this route in the future...

There were footsteps behind him, and Cen Xiyan did not look back. He was still making tea gracefully and skillfully.

Wei San walked directly to the ground opposite Cen Xiyan, sat down, and looked at her graceful movements. It felt like he was admiring an elegant painting. He couldn't help but be a little stunned for a moment, and couldn't bear to disturb this quiet beauty.

Quiet... Wei San shook his head slightly, it was really baffling how he could use this word on a young man!
Chapter completed!