You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 190 Looking for Friends

In the cabin, Master Zhou spent some money and asked the boatman to bring some good food and wine. Not long after, the boatman brought a pot of stew and some freshly cut fish sashimi.

There are some bacon and seasonal vegetables in the broth, which smells tempting. I scoop up the bacon with chopsticks and shake it under the sunlight. It has layers of brown and white, and is shiny with a faint smoky smell.

"Why do you like to cook meat like this? Wouldn't it be better to just cut it fresh?" Zhu Laoba muttered, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up:
"Yeah! Delicious!"

The difference between the two was so great that Caiyi glanced at Zhu Laoba twice more.

Seeing that Zhu Laoba was eating fast, he also hurriedly picked up his chopsticks and started putting meat into his bowl.

Ignoring the two funny guys who were fighting for food, Zuo Chen asked Zhou Miao:

"Are you two planning to publish a biography?"

"Yes, Brother Miao and I hit it off right away and had a great time talking to each other. He particularly likes novel stories, and I should find something else to do after I quit gambling. We hit it off and decided to travel around and collect some folk customs and collect them into a miscellaneous book and sell it."

Zhou Miao smiled, but the man named Miao beside him felt embarrassed: "I didn't help much, it was all done by Master Zhou."

"Brother Miao, what you said is true. If you let me write about these strange stories, I can only write a pile of hot shit. If you let that Han scholar write these things, I'm afraid it will be dry and hard to swallow, full of nonsense, not smooth and not good to look at. You have to write it."

The man surnamed Miao blushed when he was praised.

"So you two went to Baichuan for this?" Caiyi, who won the big victory in grabbing the food, first put the extra meat into Zuo Chen's bowl, and asked curiously: "Mr. Zhou, you also want to travel around the world to collect stories?"

"That's not the case." Zhou Miao shook his head: "I went to Baichuan this time to find a brother of mine."

"Ok?"

"My brother is very good at writing. He has written several books, which are very well-received in the circle. Although they are not big books, they are just right for us. I will go to him to learn from him. If he is interested, I will also ask him to write for me, which will be fun."

"That's a good thing." Zuo Chen nodded, expressing his approval: "Folk biographies can also become famous books. Manage them well and do a good job."

"After hearing what the Taoist said, I feel full of energy!" Zhou Miao laughed heartily and was in a very good mood.

They didn't talk about the past anymore and just started eating and drinking.

From the conversation, Zuo Chen learned that the Miao man's name was Tao, and he used to be a storyteller in Kyoto. He was indeed an expert in telling stories.

When talking about the happy part, he told a story about the strange things in Qingzhou:

It was a water corpse in the fog dancing on the shore, seducing people's souls and harming many passing fishermen and boatmen. Finally, it was split vertically by a horse-riding official, the left side thrown into the fire and the right side hung in the sun to dry, thus putting an end to this evil deed.

The whole story was vivid, and Miao Tao even used ventriloquism to imitate the sound of horse hooves and the sound of a sharp blade chopping. After he finished reading such a long paragraph, not only Zuo Chen and the others, but also the other guests who were eating and playing cards in the cabin came over and applauded, which showed that his eloquence was indeed amazing.

After sending away the onlookers, Miao Tao sat back in his seat and drank two more glasses of wine.

Under the influence of alcohol, he dared to ask Zuo Chen:

"Master, I saw you enter the Great Forest earlier. What did you do afterwards? Did anything interesting happen?"

Zuo Chen heard this and thought for a moment.

The storyteller in front of me has already told a great story, and it would be a bit unreasonable if I didn't tell a story in return.

But it seemed that talking about their battle with the Smiling Buddha was too unrealistic for Zhou Miao and Miao Tao, and other experiences didn't sound that interesting, so they simply said:
"It's not something I experienced personally, but I heard some interesting stories along the way, maybe they can be useful to you."

"If you are willing to tell me, sir, I can use it as long as it is something wonderful."

Miao Tao looked like he was listening attentively.

He simply changed the names and past events a little bit and told the story of how Hu Wen was tied up by a group of foxes and taken to a pond for a feast.

Zuo Chen himself felt that there was nothing interesting about this story, but the good thing was that it was a personal experience and it was told truthfully. Zhu Lao Ba next to him also became interested and kept joining in the tune, so it was surprisingly not boring when he read it out, and it could be considered a pretty good strange story.

Miao Tao also applauded after hearing this story:
"What the Taoist priest said is really interesting!"

Although he was moved, judging from his expression, he probably just regarded it as a folk rumor and did not really believe that there was a plain full of little foxes in the middle of the dense forest.

"Why? Can it be used?"

"The original one probably won't be very useful, but it should be possible with some minor modifications." Miao Tao said honestly.

"If you want to change it, how should you change it?"

"This is just my humble opinion." Miao Tao said with a smile, "The protagonist's identity is indeed good, so it can be changed or not, but if it sells well, it would be better to change it to a scholar. After all, there are more scholars who read this kind of miscellaneous books. They are more literate, and those who fail to pass the imperial examinations prefer this kind of books, hoping that they can encounter these wonderful things one day.

"The second is these little foxes. From your description, they sound like naughty kids. The whole story sounds like a young knight entering a kindergarten. It's neither thrilling nor erotic. If I really want to change it, I will probably let the fox return the favor and become a beautiful girl to stick to the protagonist."

Zuo Chen thought about Hu Ni.

I really can’t imagine what Fox Girl would look like if she turned into a human form.

She is probably a little girl of three or four years old.

With her brain, if she really grew up to be a 17 or 18-year-old girl and was taken out, she would probably be said to have a mental problem.

But if you think about it carefully, according to Hu Wen's identity, he and Hu Ni are more like a grandfather and his granddaughter, which is quite fitting. After getting the new story, Miao Tao was also satisfied. After saying goodbye to Zuo Chen, he went back to his room to rest.

Zhou Miao invited them to go for a swim at Baichuan Lake.

Zuo Chen thought that he would have to change boats after arriving at the coastal city, so he accepted Zhou Miao's invitation and asked him to introduce Baichuan to him when the time comes.

Zhou Miao patted his chest and agreed, promising to make sure Zuo Chen and the others had good food, drink and fun.

In this way, the journey was peaceful and there was nothing unusual. We listened to the sailors' singing and moved forward along the rolling river.

On the second morning, the boat arrived at Baichuan.

The river runs straight through the ocean and flows along the west of the city without stopping in the middle. It must stop at the port in the east of the city to unload people. Zuo Chen came to the side of the passenger ship early and just in time to see the sea rising.

A sun rose from the sea in the east, casting golden shadows across the entire sea.

The sea was slightly muddy and a little grey, the colour of an inland sea. When the breeze blew, there was indeed a lot of seafood smell in the air.

Staring at the gentle waves, there is not a trace of black.

It is indeed not a sea of ​​suffering, but just an ordinary ocean.

After the ship docked, a large wooden board was laid down along the ship. This was specially prepared for the guests so that they could go down the ship.

As soon as you step into the port of Baichuan, you can see a lot of people selling fish not far away.

Some of the fish were freshly caught and sold directly at the port, some were cooked in large pots with only a handful of coarse salt, and some were simply cut into fish sashimi and eaten with sweet wine.

Zhu Laoba sniffed, not quite used to the fishy smell:
"If we were to watch the dog fight here, there's no guarantee that my good brother would run off to find fish to eat."

"Does this brother like to eat fish?"

Zhou Miao, who was standing next to him, heard what Zhu Laoba said and was surprised.

Zhu Laoba shook his head repeatedly:
"That stuff is awful fishy, ​​I don't want to eat it. But I have a brother who loves to eat it."

"Then bring your brother here next time, and I'll treat you to a taste of the fresh fish from Baichuan. It's really delicious."

Zhou Miao invited Zhu Laoba with a smile.

Thinking of his wolf brother who loved to eat fish, Zhu Laoba agreed.

"Master, I will go find my good friend first, and then I will take you around Baichuan City."

Zhou Miao said to Zuo Chen. Zuo Chen was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly heard someone calling from a distance:

"Hey! Someone fell into the water!"

I subconsciously looked over there.

I saw in the sea not far away, there seemed to be a young man in a white robe struggling in the water. He seemed to be choked by the water, swimming, or dancing, up and down, and in the end only bubbles were left.

Miao Tao, who was following them, was startled and rushed to the beach as if by instinct, apparently wanting to dive in and save someone.

But someone is faster.

Zhu Laoba jumped out and jumped directly into the water. In no time he swam to the drowning young man. He pulled with his hands and arms, and the young man was lifted up. The young man somersaulted in the air and landed on the shore with a plop.

The drowning young man didn't fall, but his face was full of fear. He burped, spat out a big mouthful of water from his mouth, coughed several times, and then fell to the ground on the dock, fainting.

After rescuing the man, Zhu Laoba also went ashore and shook off all the water droplets stuck to his body like a wild boar shaking off water.

"What a skill!" Miao Tao couldn't help but exclaimed.

He has been escorting for quite a while. Although his strength is average, only at the early stage of acquired skills, he still has some vision.

This smooth and seamless ability to save lives is something that most people cannot do!

Others also gathered around. Some were curious, looking at the young man lying on the ground, wondering how he fell into the water; others gave Zhu Laoba a thumbs up and clapped their hands, praising him for his ability and kindness.

Zhou Miao also moved to the edge of the crowd and was about to say a few nice words to Zhu Laoba, but his eyes suddenly fell on the drowning man.

He was horrified:

"Brother Wang?"

"Who is this?" Caiyi asked puzzled.

Zhou Miao tilted his head, a trace of bitterness on his face:
"Fairy, this is the friend I'm looking for today."

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