Mo Jiuye looked at the sky, there was still some time before the agreed meeting time with Henry. He tethered the mule cart at the roadside and took He Zhiran to the front of the county government building to watch the liveliness.
It turned out that the commoners gathered in front of the county government building had heard that the county magistrate was going to punish Cui Wen. They came here to expose his evil deeds.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran looked at each other, both surprised that Cui Wen, who had been the county chief for more than ten years, had actually harmed so many commoners. He really deserved to die.
At the same time, according to the current situation, Meng Huaining must be busy at this time. Their original intention to visit was also dispelled.
While the two were enjoying watching the liveliness, a familiar "bird language" sounded behind them.
"Hello, Ms. He Zhiran. You are very punctual."
The couple turned around at the same time.
"Hello Mr. Henry. We can go to the fishing village now."
When Henry heard that he could go to the fishing village, he immediately became jumpy, showing his joy to the fullest.
"Great. I will pay you for this."
The two took Henry to the mule cart. He Zhiran sat inside as before, while Henry sat next to Mo Jiuye.
Mo Jiuye was also new to Yun City and was not familiar with the environment.
Asking all the way for the location of the fishing village, they finally arrived after half a hour.
The style of the fishing village was very different from that of Xi Ling Village. There was no farmland here. The houses of the villagers were all built on the outskirts of the beach.
The fences of every household were full of fishing nets, and there were no vegetable gardens in the yard, only some boat oars and wooden barrels and other tools left casually.
It could be seen that the villagers here did not farm but relied on the sea to make a living.
The mule cart slowly drove into the village and met a man carrying a shoulder pole. Mo Jiuye politely asked, "Excuse me, is this the fishing village?"
The man first looked at Mo Jiuye, then stared at the blonde foreigner Henry for a while before replying:
"This is the fishing village. Who are you looking for?"
Mo Jiuye continued to ask: "Are there any masters here who can repair boats?"
"Repair boats? Most of us in the fishing village can repair boats."
The man felt this question was a bit funny. They had been making a living by fishing for generations since they were young to play with the boats at home. How could they not be able to repair them?
Mo Jiuye didn't care about the man's attitude.
He pointed to Henry next to him and said, "The foreigner's boat is broken. He wants to find someone to help repair it. Of course, he will pay the corresponding remuneration."
When the man heard that there was remuneration for repairing the boat, his attitude changed immediately.
He put down the shoulder pole he was carrying.
"I can repair it. Where's the boat?"
He Zhiran knew it was time for her to appear.
She asked Henry in English.
"Where is your boat?"
"It's at the dock, not far from here."
He Zhiran told the man the location of Henry's boat.
When the man heard that the foreigner's boat was at the dock, he became a little hesitant.
He had seen the boats at the dock. They were mostly large ships, completely different from the fishing boats he used at home.
He could still fix fishing boats, but he really didn't know how to fix those big ships.
The man tentatively asked, "Is the boat you want to repair a large cargo ship?"
He Zhiran became a translator again.
Henry said that his ship was a very large cargo ship, tens of thousands times larger than the fishing boat they just saw.
He Zhiran translated Henry's statement to the man.
Now the man was completely discouraged.
"I don't know how to repair that kind of ship."
"Do you know anyone who can repair it?" He Zhiran asked.
The man pointed his lips to the westernmost end of the village.
"Keep going to the end of the village over there. There is a man named Hu Cong. I'm afraid only he can repair such a ship."
The name Hu Cong was not unfamiliar to Mo Jiuye. In order to further confirm his guess, he asked, "Is this Hu Cong you mentioned the exiled person distributed by the government a few years ago?"
The man nodded, then asked back, "Do you know him?"
Mo Jiuye did not admit it. "I don't know him, I just heard about this person."
Although the man did not answer his question positively, Mo Jiuye was already certain that this Hu Cong was the person he knew.
Hu Cong had served as an attendant at the Ministry of Public Works. Although Mo Jiuye did not have much contact with him, the two could be said to be acquainted.
A few years ago, when the Empress Dowager celebrated her birthday, she asked the Ministry of Public Works to prepare a batch of small trolleys with wheels for serving food.
At that time, this task was handled by Hu Cong.
It was estimated that he had offended someone. The prepared trolleys were secretly sabotaged, causing them to suddenly collapse when the palace maids and eunuchs were serving food, spilling the prepared wine and dishes all over the floor.
The Empress Dowager was very angry about this and blamed everything on Hu Cong, which led to Hu Cong's exile.
Mo Jiuye didn't want to reveal too much about himself to a stranger. If he said he knew Hu Cong, the other party would probably ask how he knew him, and it would be too tiring to explain back and forth.
Seeing Mo Jiuye say so, the man kindly reminded: "Hu Cong has a weird personality. He never communicates with villagers. Even if someone finds him to repair boats, it depends on his mood whether he will do it or not. You will have to rely on luck now if you go to find him. "
While the two were talking, the man had picked up his shoulder pole again.
At this time, He Zhiran also came out of the carriage. She just glanced casually at the bamboo basket carried by the man, and couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva involuntarily.
It turned out to be lobsters.
Not only were there lobsters, but also mantis shrimps. These were her favorite things to eat in her previous life.
Unfortunately, in her previous life, she was just a military doctor living on subsidies and couldn't afford seafood as she wished.
Although she achieved financial freedom after transmigrating here, she didn't dare to buy these untraceable things recklessly.
Well, tonight she was going to achieve true seafood freedom.
"Brother, are you going to sell all these seafood?"
The man didn't see He Zhiran's greedy expression at all.
"These things are not worth any money. I felt it's a pity to throw them away, so I wanted to carry them to the city to sell them cheaper."
Sell them cheaper?
How cheap?
"Brother, how much do you plan to sell these seafood for?"
The man casually picked up a live lobster: "No matter the size, each of these longnose lobsters is 20 wen."
Then he pointed to the basket of mantis shrimps and said, "These mantis shrimps are 3 wen per jin."
In order not to let the man realize she was an outsider, He Zhiran didn't show any abnormality when she heard two terms that were completely different from her previous life, especially when she heard lobster. The character "dragon" was a taboo in this era. Who would dare to use it to name a marine organism?
As for mantis shrimp, it did look a bit like a mantis, so it made sense to call it that.
What she cared most about now was the price of these two seafood items.
