The autumn wind is sharp and the waves are rolling up thousands of feet.
Mu Yunhan stood on the edge of the Baojiang River with his horse in his arms, looking into the distance.
This was the second time she wanted to cross the Baojiang River, but her mood was completely different.
Several years ago, Gu Fenglin went to Qi State and agreed with her to meet at the border of Zhao and Qi to take him home.
At that time, the land north of Baojiang was still the land of Zhao State, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment without suffering from the war.
She chartered a large boat and crossed the Baojiang River easily. At that time, she just thought it was normal and enjoyed the river delicacies brought by the boatman along the way.
Looking at it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Due to the war, there are no merchant ships or passenger ships on the Baojiang River. Occasionally, a few fishing boats float by alone, like bereaved dogs, trembling.
The wind in the river was so strong that Mu Li had to close his palms to cover his mouth before he could finish his words: "Madam, no one is willing to cross the river for us! No matter how much money they give, they won't!
It is said that there are too many of us and the risk is too great. If both sides find out, it will be a disaster! At least we must have a warrant from General Meng!"
To the south of Baojiang River is the power of Mengjia, and to the north is the power of Qi people.
Both sides were extremely guarded against each other and did not allow people of unknown origins to come and go at will.
Mu Yunhan didn't want to beg Meng Jia, so he said: "The money must be not enough, and the person you are looking for is not right, so let's try to think of something else."
The group of people returned to the rented farmhouse, and the hostess greeted them with a smile: "Where did the guest go? You almost missed your meal."
Mu Yunhan smiled and didn't say much: "Let's set the food."
A group of people sat down to eat. After the meal, Mu Li brought someone in: "This man's name is Du Laoqi. He is a broker who specializes in this business."
Although both sides strictly control crossing the river, there are always people coming and going on the river for various reasons.
If someone needs it, someone will take the risk to eat it.
The boatmen are scattered, and it is impossible to solicit passengers by themselves, which is risky and uneconomical.
So someone was responsible for collecting customers, contacting the boatmen, and establishing relationships with the defenders on both sides to ensure smooth business.
After the business is completed, he collects part of the money from it as labor expenses. This is a broker.
Such people usually have strong backgrounds, accept both black and white, and cannot be offended easily.
Mu Yunhan asked Du Lao Qi to take a seat gently and politely: "Master Qi, please take a seat."
Seeing her extraordinary bearing, Du Laoqi didn't dare to take any big measures. He sat down with a few polite words and got straight to the point: "There are too many guests. Even if we cross the river in several batches, it will still be too many. The risk is too great and we really can't do it!"
Mu Yunhan smiled: "Let's not talk about this for the time being. First, would you like to see if you have seen these people?"
She took out three portraits, one of which was of Mrs. Mu, and next to it was a majestic big black dog, Xinsheng.
One picture is of Mu Ying. The little girl is wearing double buns, dancing and dancing, looking forward to the glory.
There is also a portrait of An Xiao that she drew with her own hands based on the descriptions of Grandma Qian and others. It shows the tall and cheerful character of northern men, the tear mole at the corner of the eye, and the slight sadness between the brows. It is very vivid.
Du Laoqi had a pair of small, focused eyes that moved flexibly, revealing how much thought he was hiding.
Mu Yunhan stroked his temples, put the two taels of silver on the table, and said with a smile: "If Master Qi remembers it, let him know. If he can't remember, forget it. I'll treat you to a drink with these two taels of silver. Let's treat it as a friendship."
friend."
Two taels of silver is considered a lot in normal times, but in the eyes of these brokers, it is nothing. It is a starting price, but it does not seem like she is spending too much to exploit.