The wilderness market formed around the pier was obviously not fun. The group walked around and looked disappointed.

"This place is so desolate! It's not interesting. Buy some food and go back to the boat to avoid the cold." A noble man shook his head and tightened his brocade robe.

"I saw that there were handmade ones next to me. Although the materials were ordinary, the style was a bit novel. I came here, so I bought some and took them back."

"Then I'll go eat a bowl of wontons. I just passed by and it smelled quite fragrant."

"Where is the fifth sister? Do you want to have a bowl too?"

The fifth lady shook her head, "No need for third brother, I'll go around nearby, you can go and eat."

The third brother nodded, "It's okay, you guys follow us and protect the fifth lady."

Several noble slaves hurriedly said yes.

The maid Yao'er whispered: "Miss, this place is remote, let's not go far."

Miss Fifth said, "Don't worry, I just saw a beaded hairpin, which was very interesting. Let's go and take a look."

Sure enough, at the stall not far away, the third brother sitting in the wonton stall, saw this scene and then he calmly withdrew his eyes.

"Stand owner, how do you sell this bamboo hairpin?"

The vendor looked uneasy, "Ten copper plates... No, give eight copper plates." The lady in front of her was more beautiful than the people in the painting. Her demeanor was surrounded by slaves behind her, and his legs were a little weak.

The fifth lady ordered, "Yaoer, give him twenty copper plates." She picked up another bamboo hairpin next to her.

At this moment, a trace of coolness fell on her face, and the fifth lady looked surprised. The weather just now was still alive, and the winter rain fell on her body like silk, but it was a bone-filled cold.

The maid quickly said, "Miss, it's raining. We don't have rain gear. Come back to the boat quickly. If you suffer from the cold, I can't afford it."

The fifth lady smiled and raised her hand and said, "There is no umbrella seller... Can that little umbrella maker come over and ask me to choose an umbrella?"

The boy selling umbrellas just now, hiding from a distance. After hearing this, hesitated before he stepped forward carefully, "Miss, the umbrella is here, fifteen copper plates, I made it myself, and the quality is very good."

Miss Five bought it and nodded, "Your umbrella is well-made, and you can use the best umbrella bones and umbrella surfaces, and the price is very reasonable."

"Yaoer, buy it all, and you will use it later."

The maid nodded, "Yes, Miss." She waved, "Little Umbrella maker, we have all your umbrellas, there are seven of them in total, and it's always cheaper. How about giving you a hundred copper coins?"

The boy selling umbrellas held an umbrella in his arms, "Six umbrellas, I will collect you eighty copper plates."

The maid was puzzled, "Little umbrella maker, do you want to keep one for your own use?"

The boy selling umbrellas hesitated, "Other umbrellas, fifteen copper plates, but this umbrella costs... fifteen taels of silver."

The maid frowned, "Are you a little umbrella maker crazy?" The master master mastered the best umbrella shop in the capital and the top master's craftsmanship. One umbrella is only ten taels, and the handle of the umbrella is polished by the best warm jade.

The boy selling umbrella blushed and shook his head and refused to speak.

Miss Five was curious, "Little Umbrella Slayer, what is the difference between your umbrella?"

The umbrella seller said, "Mr. I don't understand the words on the umbrella, but Mr. said that this umbrella can be sold for fifteen taels of silver."

"Inscription? Little Umbrella Slayer, can I show it?"

The boy selling umbrella nodded and carefully opened the umbrella. The umbrella surface was as smooth as snow, and the four words "clouds broke through the sky" appeared on the paper.

You can feel at a glance that the person who writes the writing mind and freedom are like the wind and snow of heaven and earth, walking alone with an umbrella, calm and plain, and the atmosphere is self-evident.

"Good words!" The fifth lady spoke slowly, her face first became solemn, then became admiration, and her eyes were bright and expressed her love.

She has copied the masterpieces since she was a child and has learned many calligraphy works, but she has never seen such unique and imposing handwriting.

"Fifteen taels, insulting everyone's Mobao." Miss Fifteen ordered, "Yao'er, take one hundred taels and give it to this little umbrella maker."

"Yes, Miss." The maid turned around and whispered a few times to a slave beside her. The man turned around and left in a hurry, and soon came over with a bag.

"Little Umbrella Slayer, this is a hundred taels of silver, you can take a look."

The boy selling umbrellas was stunned, "No... the gentleman said... he said this umbrella... would be sold for fifteen taels..."

The fifth lady took the umbrella and whispered: "Then you sell 15 taels of umbrellas. The rest is considered to be my thank you for sending this letter to me."

"Little Umbrella Scholar, where do you think your husband lives? I want to visit you in my spare time."

The boy selling umbrella shook his head, "Sir, I passed by here. After eating a bowl of wontons, I left. I don't know where I went."

Immediately, the husband invited him to eat wontons, took out five copper plates, and said the story that he left his words.

The fifth lady sighed, "A famous scholar and a master with great temperament. If you miss it today, it is a pity in life." She was a little disappointed and shook her head and took her away.

Not far away, the third brother brought people over, "Fifth sister, what kind of umbrella is so expensive, it actually sells 100 taels of silver? Let me see."

His voice was very high, attracting many eyes.

The fifth lady frowned, "Brother Third, there are so many people here. When I arrived on the boat, I would naturally ask you to watch it."

"Okay, that wonton is just about eating, let's go now."

The group left in the crowd of slaves.

Only the boy selling umbrellas was left, standing alone, the rain gradually wet his hair and the package in his hands.

But now, the eyes gathered around him and the heat in them seemed to ignite him.

At the wonton stall, the stall owner looked anxious and was about to come forward to remind him that when he saw a noble slave who had just left, he hurriedly turned back, "Little Umbrella maker, my fifth lady told me that you have good umbrella making skills. If you want, you can leave with our boat and arrange a job for you in the future."

"Ah..." The umbrella-selling boy came to his senses, looked around, and nodded quickly, "I do!" He suffered since childhood and saw a lot of human affairs. One hundred taels of silver in his hands was a life-threatening poison.

Soon, the umbrella boy helped his mother out. Haonu frowned, but said nothing, "Let's go." In a vague way, a few disappointed sighs seemed to sound behind him.

The fifth lady returned to the boat and nodded slightly when she heard the maid's return.

"Fifth Sister, what's the magic of your umbrella? Open it quickly and let's take a look." The third brother couldn't wait to speak.

"That's right, what is the purpose of Miss Five buying an umbrella for a lot of money?"

"I heard that there is someone inscription on the umbrella, but who doesn't know that Miss Five is outstanding, but who is better than me, who can actually get to the attention of Miss Five."

The fifth lady brought the umbrella and said, "I will collect this umbrella first, and I will never give up."

Then, the umbrella was opened, and the four words "Clouds and Sky Blue" fell into everyone's eyes, and the air suddenly calmed down.

...

"Ouch! Ouch! Sir is really good at fishing skills. The old man has been on the river for decades and has never seen such a big blue mouth, the scales, the heads, and the long beards, so beautiful." The old boatman exclaimed repeatedly, in admiration.

In the cabin, the freshly blewed green fish, which was constantly churning, making the hull "crack".

Luo Guan smiled and said, "It's just good luck."

The old boatman sighed again, "It's a pity that the fish that came out of the water can't be stored for too long. If it is brought back to the shore, the big fish can be sold for a lot of money."

"Haha, since I can't sell it, I have to fill my stomach. Today I will trouble the boatman and use it to make a meal."

The old boatman patted his chest, "Don't worry, sir, the little old man has been on the river for decades, and eating fish is a bit skillful. I use the tenderest part of the fish belly to cut some sashimi, braised the first half and cooked the second half, so I will make the porridge satisfy my meal... Hehe, this fish is big enough, and the little old man can have a good meal today."

Luo Guan bowed, "The boatman is enjoying the success of cooking."

The old boatman was neat and fell down the ropes by the dock. Then he sat by the side of the boat to kill the fish and remove the scales. He cleaned it and placed it on the chopping board, and cut it into several sections with his hand.

I made sashimi first, then stewed with fish porridge, then braised it with the stove. As the charcoal fire echoed, it soon became fragrant.

Luo Guan didn't know where he took out a wine jar, "How can good dishes be without wine? Today's winter rain is just right to drink a little to warm your body."

"Hey... this is really a big advantage for Mr. Zhan!" The old boatman swallowed. He was a wine lover, so he could naturally smell that this jar of wine was very unusual.

For a moment, I ignored how this jar of wine was suddenly taken out.

When the wine and food were served, no rules were followed. Luo Guan and the old boatman each poured a thick bowl first, "Thank you, the boatman."

‘Hehe, what did you say, please.”

Drink it in one sip and clean it and return to sweetness.

"Good wine!" The old boatman's eyes lit up and he exclaimed loudly.

Luo Guan clamped a piece of sashimi and put it in his mouth to chew it. He only felt delicious, sweet, soft, and refreshing.

Eat another piece of fish and drink a bowl of fish porridge. The belly is warm and the whole body is comfortable.

"The boatman is very skilled!"

The old boatman waved his hand, "Thanks to Mr.'s fishing skills, come, eat vegetables, drink wine." He greedy for two glasses, and before he could say a few words, he felt a hot mind, and his body tilted, and he fell asleep.

Although the wine Luo Guan took out is not expensive, it is not ordinary people and can be easily endured. Of course, sleeping like this will be of great benefit to the old boatman and will appear one by one in the future.

I was so drunk tonight that I was not worried about him being frozen. Luo Guan smiled a few times, picked up a piece of fish and threw it into the river. "I borrowed a fish today, so I would like to invite you to eat it together, which is also a sign of thanks."

A few bubbles emerged at the bottom of the ship and soon returned to peace.

When drinking and eating fish, the raindrops in the sky turned into pieces of falling snow. At this moment, the clouds in the sky cracked open, and the sun settling westward appeared. After a golden afterglow, it turned out to be transparent, bright, and without any impurities.

In the falling river, the sky is covered with snow, a small boat in the river, the old man with straw straw hat and hat on the boat, and a glass of wine, laughing, "Where the clouds break through the sky, the newborn is coming."

"Good omen, good omen!"

On a whim, he untied the rope, picked up the old boatman's oar and rowed back with his hands. Although it was the first time, after a brief shaking, the boat was leisurely and comfortable, going upstream.

A sip of wine and a push of the oar, it is natural and free, like a fairy in the river.

At this moment, layers of waves were stirred up in the river, and a large ship chased after the sunset.
To be continued...