"This... the construction period is too short, and there is no time for decoration, um! That's it!"
I'm really embarrassed to tell Xiao Han: the ship you ordered to be built is a waste!
Apart from making you happy, it’s not worth investing money at all! So Yang Kailue could only answer vaguely.
Xiao Han was not a god, so he naturally couldn't imagine Yang Kailuo's little thoughts, so he just nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He walked around the room for a while, and when Xiao Han returned to the deck, he saw that the fool was struggling to move the salute from the carriage to the ship.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Over there, he finally climbed to the deck with a roll of bedding on his back. Before the tired and panting fool could catch his breath, a big face approached him, almost scaring him so much that he jumped off the deck again.
"Moving...moving things?" He stroked his chest and looked at Xiao Han with a blank look on his face and replied.
Xiao Han rolled his eyes and asked angrily: "Who asked me to move things?"
"Aren't we going to leave by boat?" the fool asked strangely.
Xiao Han nodded: "Yes."
"Then I'll move the things..." The idiot's expression became more and more innocent. He was about to leave. I moved the things in advance and bowed. Isn't it right?
"But, who said we were leaving today?" Xiao Han kicked the bedding behind the fool and said quite speechlessly.
"..."
I have nothing to say now!
Swallowing hard, the idiot never expected that he would receive such a huge blow for the first time he took the initiative to work!
Slowly looking back, he looked at the tall ship and the things he had carried so hard. Needless to say, the fool probably had the urge to jump directly.
"Then what should I do, should I move down again?" he asked with a sad face and a dumb voice like a mosquito.
Xiao Han looked at Lunzi, and then at Xiaodong, whose head had emerged from the deck. He was unable to hold his forehead: "Forget it, let's move! Let's leave today..."
When the idiot heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter to him which day he left, as long as he was not allowed to move his things down again!
Seeing the stupid man who had rested his breath and was about to climb down again, Xue Pan came to Xiao Han in a funny way and asked: "What should I do about Cheng Yaojin? No need to tell others?"
"That's it, let's not talk about it!" Xiao Han spread his hands and sighed: "It's not like we are leaving and never coming back. If we let him come to see us off, we will be more worried about separation in vain."
"Then...this is fine."
I don't know why Xue Pan seemed to be relieved when he heard this.
Xiao Han, who suddenly decided to change his plan, simply asked people to carry all the unfinished items in the car up.
The entire carriage cannot be boarded now.
In the era before cranes, it was simply a fool's dream to lift Xiao Han's carriage, which was inlaid with iron plates, to a height of two or three stories. Even if Li Yuanba was alive, he wouldn't be able to do this job.
Carrying things on board is a technical job.
Especially when there is no supporting height dock, and you can only climb up along the ladder.
Seeing Xiaodong carrying a tea set on his back before climbing halfway, he offered two teacups to the river god. Yang Kailuo, whose eyes were twitching with distress, quickly stopped.
"Hey, come on up, stop moving! Those people over there, don't look, it's you! Help us move everything up completely, and you'll have to pay for it!"
"Are you calling us?" Yang Kai shouted slightly, and the young boy who was watching the fun below couldn't help but stand up and pointed at himself in confusion.
"Yes!" Yang Kai looked at Xiaodong with a little distress, who had only dropped a teapot, and stretched out two fingers towards them without thinking:
"Two pieces of money! As long as you bring everything up without leaving anything behind, the money will be given to you!"
"This should be..."
Upon hearing the offer of two dollars, the young boy was immediately startled. He was about to subconsciously speak and make sure again. Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, the man next to him slapped him on the head again and covered up the rest of his words.
Entered the stomach.
"Your Majesty, please be patient and I will ensure that you will have everything you need."
Standing in front of the young boy, the man slightly arched his hands towards Yang Kai on the boat, then grabbed the grumbling boy and started working.
In fact, this professional thing has to be done by professionals, even if it’s just moving something!
I just watched Xiaodong and the others carrying things and climbing onto the boat. They were rocking back and forth, which was almost blinding. Even Lao Qiu, who was good at martial arts, found it difficult to maintain balance when climbing onto the boat.
But those who eat this bowl of rice at the dock every day are different. When they work, it is like running on clouds and flowing water.
He tied a special bamboo basket to his back and used his hands and feet to move between the ship and the pier like an ape. With almost no effort, all the things pulled in the two carriages were piled on the deck.
When the last basket of things was put on the ship, Yang Kai, who had been supervising the work, paid the money without hesitation. Moreover, because these people were nimble with their work and feet, he also gave some more broken copper coins as a reward.
It's just a little bit of copper money, but it's a big profit for these Kuhaha people.
But to him and Xiao Han, it was nothing.
At the very least, the cups Xiaodonggang paid homage to the River God were worth far more than this.
Taking the money, several workers got off the boat with great gratitude.
When he stood on the dock again, the usually irritable boy didn't yell to see the money first this time. Instead, he looked at the boat with a puzzled face: "Hey, I always feel that the person standing on the boat just now looks familiar!
"
The middle-aged man carried the basket and pulled him forward without looking back. As he walked, he shouted in a low voice: "Nonsense! When Wang Shi was the emperor, you were at the top of the city, so you didn't miss him!
"
"Wang Shichong? Chengtou?" The young boy was stunned, and then he suddenly realized: "Chengtou? Divine Thunder! It's him! He's here again!"
"Hush, silence!"
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Xiao Han doesn't like the city of Luoyang, because every time he comes here, he can always think of the scene in the Battle of Hulao, when he and Lao Qiu resolutely detonated gunpowder to prevent Wang Shichong from leaving the city!
Although, the facts prove that his original decision was not wrong. Even if time goes back, he will still make the same decision as before.
But there are some things in this world that cannot simply be divided into right and wrong.
Xiao Han and Lao Qiu were right. Those who died in this unnecessary disaster were wrong? Not necessarily, right? At that time, they just had different positions. It was far from saying who was right and who was wrong, who was righteous and who was evil!
"Bah, why are you thinking so wildly again?!"
Shaking his head, Xiao Han forced himself to come out of his memories. Now he felt that he was becoming more and more like a saint. This was not good!
After all, it's like a matter of self-examination, which is only suitable for modest gentlemen who rarely make mistakes.
If the true chakra were in Xiao Han's body, he would cry bitterly just to reflect on it, wishing he could die to apologize.
