Xiaobao and Li Hu waited silently until their toes were numb from the cold and they had to stand up and stamp their feet. Then the door to the tea shed opened.

A man with a stooped back and a patch of fur on his head walked over with his eyelids drooped and carrying a steaming kettle.

The complexion of the face under the broken fur is extremely white, which can be said to be "skinned like snow". Unfortunately, it is not "skin as thick as grease", but rather very dry.

The wrinkles on the face are not deep, but very fine. They look drier, as if the skin is about to burst.

He has half a goatee, and his skin is whiter than Snow's. Not only his beard, but also his eyebrows and eyelashes are white.

This kind of skin color makes the whites of the eyes less white and look a little red and yellow.

The lips, which are thin at the top and thick at the bottom, are as red as blood. Especially when she smiles, they are set off by the vertical folds formed by the nasolabial folds, making her look as ferocious as "having eaten a dead child".

This appearance is really eye-catching. Xiaobao tried not to drop his jaw in shock. Only when he looked carefully did he notice his age.

This man must be over sixty years old, or older? Otherwise, why is his back so hunched?

The skin on the hands is also very loose, and the tendons on the back of the hands are obviously bulging, but there is no color.

The young man just now was following him with two bowls in one hand and a small paper bag in the other.

The young man put the bowl on the table of the tea stall. It seemed that the bowl had been rinsed with water, but the young man's fingers didn't seem to be very clean. Where he grabbed it, the water beads were gray.

The ragged furry head carried a pot and poured water into the bowls. In the thick steam, the young man opened the small paper bag and shook half of the yellow-white powder into each of the two bowls.

"You!" Xiaobao suddenly stood up and saw that Li Hu had already clasped the edge of the bowl with three fingers, picked it up and took a big sip.

"Uncle Tiger!" Xiaobao exclaimed: "How did you..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Hu had already held the bowl and motioned for Xiaobao to try it too: "It's sweet!"

Xiaobao sat down doubtfully. He felt sick when he saw the gray water droplets on the rim of the bowl mixed with the hot water. He couldn't help shouting at the young man: "I told you the names of a lot of good teas, but you only have hot water to drink. You

You should wash your hands clean and let me drink your hand water together?!"

The young man didn't even look at Xiaobao, he just hummed: "Still not thirsty!"

Li Hu smiled and said to Xiaobao: "It's not unclean. You won't get sick after drinking it! You are here, and the leader of the Water Gang is here!"

The broken fur head is actually the leader of the Water Gang?

It doesn’t matter who he is, the water gang leader or not, he has a bad attitude and I don’t want to see him!

However, Li Hu, who has better medical skills than the doctor, actually said, "I'm not clean, I won't get sick after drinking it." This was a low-key attitude. Xiaobao didn't feel like saying anything, so he took a sip.

It's really sweet.

Xiaobao raised his eyes and looked at the young man: "Is there any more? Give me more! I'll pay by the scented tablets!"

The young man's attitude suddenly became enthusiastic: "Yes, yes, a bag costs five cents. How many bags do you want?"

Xiaobao put down a small silver nugget: "Add two packs."

After thinking for a while, he put down an ingot of five taels of silver: "Put it in a jar and I'll take it away."

This frosting is good, it's all ground into powder.

The frosting in this era was actually rock sugar, but it was called "sugar frost" or "sugar ice", but this generation actually ground the rock sugar into powder, and it was very even.

The young man grinned: "Sure!"

"My little brother is so bold!" said the leader of the Water Gang.

Xiaobao glanced at him and said, "I have a mysophobia!" After saying that, he took the bowl and took a sip of hot water. It was too cold, and he was annoyed by the "unlucky spring" weather.

As if he could tell that Xiaobao was a little cold, Gang Leader Shui said, "You are wearing too much clothes, can you not be cold?"

Too cold? Why?

"The water vapor is so strong, will you wear a cotton robe?" The ragged fur head said: "If you don't have money, wear a few more layers of linen jacket. If the adults at home love you, wear a silk cotton robe. Anyway,

You have to breathe!"

Oh, that makes sense. Cotton absorbs moisture. Once the moisture is heavy, you will indeed feel cold if you sit still.

Let’s just say it! It’s obviously much warmer here than Jizhou, and the rice seedlings can survive, so why am I afraid of getting cold?

Li Hu took out two medicine bottles: "Hey, Lord Water Gang, this red-covered one is an ointment for treating black eyes. Apply it into your eyes every night before going to bed;

This white-covered one is used to treat ear dysentery. Use a thin reed tube to drip it into your ears at night."

The leader of the Water Gang pulled out the medicine bottle with a white lid and smelled it, frowning: "Li Hu, you are not lying! You also used a bottle of leek juice to fool me?"

Li Hu smiled: "The water gang leader has a good memory, and he actually remembered that my name is Li Hu. The leek juice is true, but alum is added here, so the leek juice alone is useless to your ears."

Li Hu nodded: "Well, thank you."

Xiaobao was a little confused when he heard their conversation. What is this? Is the leek juice coming out?

The leader of the Water Gang played with the small medicine bottle in his hand and said to Li Hu: "I don't know your shipyard very well. When I left last time, you told me that if you have ear or eye problems, you can call me at any time.

You, I just want to wait for you to send me medicine."

After all, he is the gang leader and he is still waiting for others to deliver medicine to him.

"You can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with my eyes and ears. It shows that I am not an ordinary person. I am better than a doctor sitting in the hall!" the leader of the Water Gang said again.

Li Hu: "The leader of the Water Gang has promoted you. Didn't I bring you medicine today?"

Leader of the Water Gang: "I've been waiting for you for two years!"

Li Hu was speechless.

The water gang leader weighed the bottle again: "I have many brothers here. If you don't come, it will be difficult for me to get there."

This time Xiaobao understood it and wanted to save face. The gang is not big, but the airs are big.

The leader of the Water Gang looked at Xiaobao: "Is something wrong?"

Xiaobao didn't know how to answer, so he looked at Li Hu, who said: "The young master of Sanshun Escort Agency, Qian Sanshun."

The leader of the Water Gang looked puzzled: "Does the Qian family have any descendants?"

Li Hu was also confused: "Does the leader of the Water Gang know about Qianjia?"

The leader of the Water Gang shook his head: "I don't know."

Now, everyone was confused.

The leader of the Water Gang was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "It's not that I don't dare to cause trouble to your shipyard."

Xiaobao: "Haha."

The leader of the Water Gang did not mind Xiaobao's attitude and continued: "After the friction two years ago, I sent my brothers to keep an eye on your shipyard and accidentally learned that Ping Jian was the adopted son of the King of Thousand Machines.

King Qianji was the savior of my mother and I. He not only saved the lives of our mother and son, but also taught me kung fu for three months.

It's just that he didn't agree to my apprenticeship, otherwise, Ping Jian could be said to be my junior brother."

Although King Thousand Machines confiscated him as his disciple, Shui Maomao still called him master

Xiaobao guessed Shui Maomao's age. He looked over sixty years old, but his skin was too pale, not the blue color he had heard before.

"Can I ask your age?" Xiaobao couldn't help but ask.

"Eight out of forty," Shui Maomao said, "Your uncle was probably adopted many years after Master rescued me."

Shui Maomao always seemed to know what Xiaobao was thinking. He continued: "When I met Master, he was only in his twenties."

Shui Maomao fell into memories and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he asked Xiaobao: "Are you a descendant of Qianjia or Pingjian?"

Xiaobao thought for a while and didn't know whether to tell the truth, but he still said: "I am a second-generation official."

At least I didn't lie.

Although Chu Qing took the lead in saying the term "official second generation", its literal meaning is quite clear and anyone can understand it.

Shui Mao Mao figured it out after a little adaptation: "Hehe."

Then he asked: "What do you want from me?"

Xiaobao said: "Although I really want to hear your story, it's not too late to tell it until you can trust me. Did someone hire you to dig out the bottom of Sanshun Escort's ship?"

Shui Maomao was obviously confused by this answer. Who can put two unrelated sentences together without any trouble?

Shui Maomao replied: "Not yet, when will you set off?"

Xiaobao: "Tomorrow morning."

Shui Mao Mao: "What result do you want?"

Xiaobao: "What can you do?"

Shui Maomao leaned back, his rickety back causing him to lean his neck directly on the back of the chair, causing him to slide down a bit.

Xiaobao: "My mother said this is called 'Ge You Lying'".
Chapter completed!