"Hey, Hong Ming, don't be too busy to refuse. Miss Liu said that I won't let you work in vain and will pay you 300 yuan in tour guide fees. In addition, because of your recommendation, after successfully renting out the yacht, you

There is a commission of two hundred yuan. If you don’t come, the five hundred yuan will be gone.”

Wenshan on the other end of the phone was a little anxious and quickly explained.

"Five hundred yuan? Really?" Zhao Hongming was a little moved.

"Why did I lie to you?"

It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon now. If I used to be Miss Liu's tour guide, I could probably accompany her around the lake for two or three hours.

A few hours, five hundred dollars.

"Okay, Director Wen, I'll be there in half an hour." Zhao Hongming said decisively, and he decided to take over the job of temporary tour guide.

After changing into a T-shirt and grabbing the backpack beside the bed, Zhao Hongming went downstairs and drove to the hotel.

When he arrived at the door of the hotel's guest room department, he saw Luo Lehong, who was on duty, giving him a thumbs up.

Zhao Hongming hurried to find Wenshan. After seeing Luo Lehong's gesture, he just smiled without saying anything and entered the hall.

"Look at what he can do, his tail is almost raised to the sky."

Looking at Zhao Hongming who hurried in, Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"Old Zhao is also lucky to have received such a big customer. I guess if Old Wei knew that the lady had booked a yacht, he would be very angry."

Luo Lehong smiled.

Not long after, I saw Zhao Hongming walking to the lobby with a guest.

Today, Miss Liu is wearing a white sportswear, a high ponytail, and a pair of sunglasses on her face.

Luo Lehong and Lin Feng were stunned by her delicate face and simple clothes.

"Goddess!"

It wasn't until Zhao Hongming and Miss Liu walked out of the lobby and headed towards the dock where the hotel's yachts are parked that Luo Lehong reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

"Haha, you think this woman is strange. Old Wei is much better looking than Old Zhao. Why did she choose Old Zhao?"

"Maybe this is what I like. A man in his forties is like a flower."

Lin Feng said in a strange way.

In the past few days, through Wenshan, he has learned the details of Zhao Hongming.

I don’t know what the relationship between the person behind Zhao Hongming and Mr. Xu is, so they arranged for such an old, ordinary-looking person with no work experience to come here.

The key is to seize the position that originally belonged to his younger brother.

"Miss Liu, I don't know why you chose me to be your tour guide?"

The yacht slowly sailed away from the dock. After much hesitation, Zhao Hongming finally asked the doubts in his heart.

"Because you are kind."

Ms. Liu had already put on a baseball cap at this time, and she didn't even look back.

"Forget about you, tell me about Longquan Lake." Miss Liu pointed to Longquan Lake in front of her.

"Ahem."

"Speaking of Longquan Lake, we have to talk about Longquan Mountain..."

Zhao Hongming coughed twice, organized his words, and began to tell the history of Longquan Lake.

Regarding the scientific reasons for the formation of Longquan Lake, Zhao Hongming did not say much, but focused on some local folklore about Longquan Lake.

Longquan Lake is very large and has many scenic spots, each with its own unique story.

There are some stories that no one in Jiangcheng knows, and only some locals in Longquan Lake have heard them told by the older generation.

And Zhao Hongming knows the origin of these things, which is funny to say.

When he was a child, Zhao Huan liked to listen to stories before falling asleep. After hearing the legend of Longquan Lake, he always asked Zhao Hongming to tell other stories about Longquan Lake. After all, these are things that happened around him and were far more real than those nihilistic fairy tales.
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After telling a story many times, you will eventually get tired of it, so Zhao Hongming found a book about the legend of Longquan Lake.

This kind of book was found at the flea market. It was published in Jiangcheng City in the 1960s and 1970s. It is now difficult to find it.

Listening to interesting stories and admiring the beautiful scenery, two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go to the island in the middle of the lake and have a look!"

Miss Liu pointed to the small island not far away and said.

Zhao Hongming naturally would not go against Miss Liu's wishes and took her to the island.

There are several small islands like this in Longquan Lake, but they are not as big as this one, and there is no vegetation on the islands, just stones.

This island in the middle of the lake is called Pearl Island, which means a pearl on Longquan Lake.

There used to be nine halls, six pavilions, three pavilions and one tower on the island.

One of the towers is the Bronze Tower, which is the most famous. Unfortunately, it was damaged and demolished during the turbulent times. What we see now was rebuilt in the 1980s.

The only remaining ancient building on the island is the Yilongjun Hall. After decades of continuous renovation, this centuries-old hall still stands at the highest point of Pearl Island.

Although the buildings on the island are basically rebuilt in modern times, the poems and inscriptions engraved on the stones all over the island are real monuments.

After hundreds of years of wind and frost, there are still more than a hundred inscriptions and poems about Longquan Lake that can be found. This is also a highlight of Mingzhu Island attracting tourists.

These monuments were basically written by some local scholars or squires and officials in Jiangcheng in ancient times. Regardless of their quality, they quite illustrate that Jiangcheng in ancient times was also a place where literary style prevailed.

I took Miss Liu for a walk around Mingzhu Island, and finally arrived at Longjun Palace.

"This Dragon Lord Palace also has its legend. It is said..."

Zhao Hongming walked beside Miss Liu and talked.

Several people came out of the gate of Longjun Palace. One of them, a woman in yellow, was a little surprised when she saw Zhao Hongming and Miss Liu.

At this time, Zhao Hongming turned his head and told Miss Liu about the legend of Longjun Palace, but did not notice the woman in yellow.

Two groups of people passed by each other, and the woman in yellow stopped, took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned around and took a photo of Zhao Hongming and Miss Liu's backs.

"Miss Liu, when you go in later, don't listen to their deception. Just buy a stick of incense and burn it."

Before entering the Longjun Palace, Zhao Hongming whispered to Miss Liu.

The temple blessings of Longjun Hall are not real monks.

This place is rented out to a group of people whose accents come from the Northeast. Among these people are people who specialize in guiding you to buy incense candles and draw lots.

A stick of long-lasting incense sells for twenty or thirty outside, but here it is at least eighty-eight, and larger incense sticks are more expensive.

The lottery and reconciliation are even more outrageous. After the lottery is completed, the interpreter will tell you how to increase your luck and resolve disasters. As long as you donate a certain amount of merit money, you can put your name in the temple to pray for you and eliminate evil spirits.

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The more merit money you donate, the longer you can pray.

Zhao Hongming once saw someone donate tens of thousands of yuan on the spot. As for whether the money will be used for real blessings, it is unknown.

Unfortunately, Ms. Liu was not the one who was short of money. With Zhao Hongming winking crazily, she stubbornly donated two thousand yuan in the end.

After leaving the Longjun Palace, it was already close to six o'clock, and the sun was just about to hide behind Longquan Mountain.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sparkling lake, reflecting a different kind of beauty.

After returning to the hotel, at Miss Liu's request, Zhao Hongming took her to a restaurant where the fish was particularly delicious and had a delicious meal.

By the time we returned to the hotel, it was already close to nine o'clock.

Zhao Hongming hurriedly returned to the lounge. His personal preferences could no longer withstand his physical exhaustion. He fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!