Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"Get down!"

"Be honest and don't move your hands!"

"The one with the big head, what about you? Don't move your hands..."

Yang Ge was idle and wandering around the cargo ship with an ax in hand, observing how a group of embroidered guards who looked like wolves and tigers suppressed the cargo ship guards who were several times their size.

In that compartment, Shen Fa, Xie Laosi and others, who had been fighting fiercely for a long time, finally decided the winner.

Then I heard a sad laugh: "Boy from the Shen family, Fourth Uncle, I will go ahead today and take a seat under Jiuquan, waiting for you, the Shen family..."

When Yang Ge turned around, he saw a majestic figure with wild beard and hair, with several steel knives stuck in his body, falling upside down into the Bian River.

On the other side, several masters of embroidery guards gathered together like stacks of arhats. Although they were too far away to see clearly, they could hear the detailed and angry roar of the Tatar coming from that side.

'Oh, we can finally call it a day...'

Yang Ge only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Instead, he sneaked into the cargo hold while the surrounding embroidered guards were not paying attention.

He was a little curious about what the big deals going south and north in this era were like... Didn't Xie Laosi say that at the beginning? They were transporting some things they shouldn't have been transporting, and even if it was just an excuse to attract attention, there was definitely something real going on.

You’re here, you have to see something!

As soon as he entered the cabin, Yang Ge smelled a familiar smell, but for a while he couldn't remember what it was.

By the light of the flickering fire on the deck, Yang Ge saw long wooden boxes neatly stacked in the cargo hold. He reached over and tentatively reached out to lift them, but they didn't move. They seemed to be nailed to death. .

He hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't restrain his curiosity. He picked up the ax and pried open a wooden box, and saw that it was filled with a large amount of dry straw.

He pulled away the straw, and dark, long strips were revealed in front of his eyes.

The light was too dim and he couldn't recognize it at first glance.

Until he picked up one and took a closer look at it through the flickering firelight on the deck...

"Gan!"

Yang Ge was so frightened that his hands shook, he threw away the objects in his hand, turned around and ran towards the deck. Within a few steps, he was covered in white sweat.

He rushed to the deck and shouted with lingering fear: "There are guns and gunpowder in the cargo hold!"

When the embroidered guards on the deck heard his shouting, they all looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were saying: 'What, don't you know? ’

Facing a pair of strange eyes, Yang Ge's shouts became smaller and smaller, but the panic in his heart continued to increase. In the end, there was only one low murmur left over and over again: "Crazy people, you are all crazy..."

You know clearly that the enemy has guns and gunpowder, but you still dare to charge up with torches?

Are you not afraid of death, or am I not afraid of death?

"grown ups!"

Fang Ke's voice sounded behind Yang Ge. As soon as Yang Ge turned around, he saw his dumbfounded face: "The gunpowder is at the bottom of the cabin, and it is separated by several layers of fireproof cotton. Unless a fire burns the entire ship, otherwise Even if you want it to explode, it won’t explode!”

Yang Ge was stunned and pointed at the cargo hold: "Where are those guns?"

Fang Ke was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean those fire guns? Don't be fooled by the rumors in the market. They are troublesome to use and not very powerful unless you give them enough. You need enough time and enough people to form a firegun team, otherwise those things will not be as effective as bows and arrows!"

Yang Ge finally came to his senses after hearing this, knowing that the muskets in the cargo hold were probably backward front-loading powder guns, and their lethality was indeed limited.

But...which chemistry teacher taught you that if you put fireproof cotton on the gunpowder cover, it won't explode?

Yang Ge felt that it would be better to deal with these people at noon from now on, otherwise something will happen sooner or later!

"If nothing happens, let's get off the ship first. With so many torches on the deck, the ship is not safe after all."

He said as he walked towards the side of the ship.

Fang Ke followed his footsteps: "Wait a moment, my colleagues are salvaging the Xie family. Mr. Qianhu has an order to see the person alive and the corpse after death!"

In response, Yang Ge looked towards the river and saw a large iron cable net covering the entire river, slowly being lifted from the bottom of the cargo ship. There were also the neighing sounds of mules and horses on both sides of the river bank.

He stared at the big fish tumbling in the net and suddenly realized: "No wonder you dare to do it in the middle of the river. It turns out that you have been prepared for it!"

The embroidery guard does his work... he really has a few brushes!

…

Yang Ge lifted the lid of the pot, and a burst of hot steam rose up.

He leaned to the edge of the iron pot and took a gentle sniff of the hot air. He opened his eyes and let out a dissatisfied "tsk" and said to himself: "Without the chili pepper, it is missing some flavor after all..."

"Hey, I came just in time!"

At the right time, a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile came from outside the door.

As soon as Yang Ge heard this familiar tone, he thought to himself, "It's broken." He quickly put the lid on the pot and walked out of the stove room quickly. He saw Shen Fa, who had changed into a black bamboo and white robe, carrying an oil paper. Bao stood in the sunshine, teasing Xiao Huang with fried hair.

This guy seemed to have taken a bath, and put on a warm white jade hairband on his head. Paired with the white robe of excellent material and fine workmanship, he exuded a leisurely and coquettish air from the inside out. His breath, not even the slightly sinister scar on his cheek, had any effect on his coquettish aura!

I have to say that when this guy is not murderous, he can be called a master killer!

However, Yang Ge just glanced at him and moved his eyes to the courtyard door... the closed courtyard door.

He sighed tiredly.

Sensing Yang Ge's gaze, Shen Fa turned around, raised the oil paper bag in his hand to him, and said with a smile: "I don't want to eat for free, let's join together."

Yang Ge resisted the urge to roll his eyes, turned around and wiped his hands on his apron before returning to the stove: "With such a big action last night, shouldn't you have a lot to do today?"

Shen Fa followed him into the kitchen without treating him as an outsider, stared at the steaming large iron pot, and said without raising his head: "No matter how busy I am, I can't neglect a great hero like you! "

Yang Ge opened the lid of the pot, picked up the iron spoon and quickly scooped out the pickled fish from the pot: "No, if you just treat me like a fart, that will be my biggest reward!"

Shen Fa's eyes followed the iron spoon to the soup bowl: "I won't allow you to underestimate yourself so much. You are more valuable than you think!"

As he spoke, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, put a piece of fish meat and pickled cabbage into his mouth, and after chewing for a while, he let out a long sigh of relief: "If you don't say anything else, just rely on your skills." , your future should definitely not be limited to being a waiter!"

Yang Ge: "Oh, I have been promoted. I am now the manager of Yuelai Inn!"

Shen Fa:......

There will be a second chapter later~