By the way, Liu Wenyang got off the big pleasure boat, but got on the little Ye Zhou. Zhouzi, who had been so cold that he had shrunk his neck and fought all over, rubbed his hands as soon as he saw him, and said, "Honey, are you done?"

Liu Wenyang nodded.

Zhouzi said again: "Then do you want to go back?"

Liu Wenyang nodded again.

Seeing that Liu Wenyang just nodded but didn't say anything, Zhouzi was still seldom in March and said, "I see that you were empty-handed when you came up, but when you came back, you were holding the gourd. Could it be that the token of love given to you by Chun Shisanniang?"

Liu Wenyang couldn't help but glance at him and said, "Why are you talking so much? If you don't want to get frozen again, just drive the boat soon!"

Zhouzi then closed his mouth and began to row the oars.

The boat slowly left.

Liu Wenyang hugged the gourd and swayed twice, confirming that the things inside had not been discovered, so he turned his worries into joy. At least he was still here with a wealth of wealth.

Along the way, the Zhouzi kept nagging, but Master Liu regarded it as a warning and ignored it.

When you arrived at the shore, Zhouzi said, "The place is here, my husband. Just give you ten cents to go back and forth!"

Liu Wenyang was in a good mood at this moment, so he smiled generously and said, "You guy, don't be as stingy as I think, I'll give you a hundred texts!"

One hundred mosquitoes?!

Hearing this number, Zhouzi immediately smiled and almost jumped up happily. You know, he could only earn a day's boat in this cold and frozen river. At most, he could only earn a full belly. Occasionally, when the business is good, it is only thirty cents, which is not as good as now as he is making a full 100 cents at once! This is a great favor for him.

So Zhouzi said happily: "Young Master, take it seriously? If you really give me a hundred quotas, then you will be my great benefactor! If my snotted woman knew that I had made so much money, she would definitely reward me!"

Liu Wenyang smiled and started paying for money.

But he just took it from left to right, but he couldn't find it, and he looked a little embarrassed. But he turned out to be anxious and forgot to bring his purse. There was a hole he was holding, but even if the amount was too large, he couldn't find it even if he gave it to Zhouzi.

Zhouzi was happily waiting for him to pay the bill, and took the one hundred dollars to go back to show off to his wife, but he never thought that Liu Wenyang could touch it, but he couldn't touch it.

"I'm sorry, boatman, I'm too anxious to go out, but I forgot to bring the money!" Liu Wenyang said awkwardly.

"What did you say?" Zhouzi was shocked, "I was so happy just now, but I didn't expect it to be a pig who bites his urine and soaks it in vain!" and said, "Why are you like this? Even if you don't have money, just say it directly, but why do you fool me? I'm promised so much money! You hurt my heart and even more hurt my snotty heart!"

Liu Wenyang said: "Don't be clamoring. Although I didn't bring any money, I can't miss your ship money!"

Zhouzi said, "How do you give it?"

Liu Wenyang said: "Do you have paper, ink, pen and inkstone here?"

Zhouzi said, "There may not be other boatmen, but I have it here! Just because there are too many scholars like you who wear decent clothes that pretend to be gentle, I will not pay for my boat, but I detained paper, ink, pen and inkstone to make up the numbers!" After saying that, he actually took out these things from the cabin.

Liu Wenyang didn't say anything, spread out the white paper, picked up the brush, and wrote a line of words on it, but said: "When you see this book, I will give you 100 yuan! I will definitely thank you in the future!" The signature is "Liu".

After writing, he handed it to the Zhouzi and said, "You take this letter and go to the nearby pier to find a boss named Wu and show it to him. He will give you the ship money!"

Zhouzi rolled up the letter and said, "Don't lie to me, it's better to do this. Just stay in the teahouse in front. I have acquaintances whom I know and see you. It's not too late to leave after I get the money!"

Liu Wenyang shrugged: "You'd better hurry up, I'll just wait for you for a cup of tea!" As he said that, he walked into the teahouse with his hands behind his back and swayed, calling out: "Come a cup of hot tea! Warm your body!"

Zhouzi said, "You don't have money to drink tea?"

Liu Wenyang said: "Then I will keep it in your account!"

Zhouzi: "…?" stamped his feet, "If you don't get money, let's see how you end up later!"

...

Liu Wenyang was drinking tea leisurely, avoiding the cold and enjoying the snow scene in this teahouse.

The boat braved the cold wind and stepped on the broken snow but found Wu Baiwan's freight terminal.

In Zhouzi's opinion, Liu Wenyang was just escaping by excuses. He could only ask for a hundred mosquito money by writing a few words, which was so strange!

On the pier, people were coming and going, but they were busy carrying goods.

Zhuzi finally met Wu Baiwan, who was domineeringly instructing workers to carry tea silk, under the leadership of the domineering helper.

Seeing Wu Baiwan wearing gorgeous clothes and looking straightened with a bulging belly, Zhouzi immediately softened, bowed his head and bowed and handed over the letter, explaining the whole story.

Wu Baiwan was busy and had no time to pay attention to this guy. However, when he heard that the man's surname was Liu, he became more careful. When he opened the letter, he said to the people around him: "Come on, give him a hundred mosquito money!"

Zhouzi was stunned, but he didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

After taking the money, he didn't leave immediately, but couldn't help asking, "Why are you sure the person who wrote the letter is your friend?"

Wu Baiwan said with emotion: "If someone can imitate Wang Xizhi's words, I believe it; but if you can imitate Mr. Xiao Liu's words, I don't believe it even if I can kill you!"

Zhouzi was even more surprised and asked again: "But I don't know who this Mr. Liu is?"

Wu Baiwan said: "He is the famous Liu Wenyang, Liu Shenxiang!"

"Oh, it's him?" Zhouzi was shocked.

...

Although there were coarse cloth curtains to protect the wind and snow in the teahouse, they still couldn't stop the cold wind. Fortunately, Liu Wenyang brought hot tea to warm up. Most of the people who sat in this teahouse were helpers in the dock area. When they had work, they were called out and worked hard. When they had no work, they hid here and called a cup of hot tea to chat and chat, and killed time.

It is not easy to make a living, but like Liu Wenyang, you only need to sit at home and have a lot of customers. Just move your mouth and you can make money every day. After all, the Ming Dynasty was still the most bitter.

Nowadays, most of the people in the teahouse are rough people, and Liu Wenyang, a gentle friend, seems even more annoying.

Liu Wenyang was originally pricking his ears and listening to them chatting, but those people looked at him with a look. It felt like a little chicken appeared in a wolf's den, which was extremely abnormal.

Such a look made Liu Wenyang feel a little restless, and he had to pretend to look around and say, "Why haven't that boat come back yet?"

Just as Liu Wenyang was muttering, the boat suddenly lifted the curtain and came in. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making Liu Wenyang sneeze.

"You finally came back, but got the money?" Liu Wenyang asked.
Chapter completed!