Ocean Spring Port.
A large number of cargo and fishing boats were docked at the pier.
Some of them were in the shape of ancient sails, while others were covered in a layer of steel. Huge steam chimneys constantly spewed out black smoke.
The sound of the steam whistle mixed with the chants of the laborers and the shouts of all kinds of hawkers, forming a lively scene.
Qi Laosi was the port tax officer. He was fat, and his bald head was shiny. At this time, he saw an old sailboat sailing over from afar. He could not help but perk up.
Mysterious Sea Sea slowly stopped by the shore. A young man wearing a short shirt and a buzz cut walked down.
"Who's the owner? Come and report your taxes! "
Qi Laosi rubbed his fingers. "And the docking fee. According to the tonnage of your ship, one yuan per ton per day. Less than one day will be counted as one day …"
"Ship? Where's the ship? "
Chung Shen-soo waved his hand behind him.
He got a free ship owner. He let Mysterious Sea Sea Sea send him back to the mainland and then slipped away.
At this time, walking on solid ground, without the turbulence of the sea, inexplicably made people feel more at ease.
"Do you think I'm blind for such a big ship?"
Qi Laosi almost spat. He pointed at Mysterious Sea Sea Sea and was suddenly dumbfounded.
The berth was empty. Where was the ship?
Keke!
Keke!
His teeth suddenly chattered. He looked up at the sky and saw the sun hanging high in the sky. But the ship, it really was gone …
"Ghost ship?"
Qi Laosi suddenly thought of a Western legend. His legs involuntarily turned to jelly. "This … what should I do? That person … that person … "
Thinking of Chung Shen-soo, he was even more afraid. Like a puppet, he turned his head stiffly. Suddenly, it was as if he had been struck by lightning.
The sailor had also disappeared from his original position.
Moreover, in his mind, the impression of that person was quickly blurred. He could no longer remember what that person looked like.
…
Chung Shen-soo blended into the messy crowd at the pier and then swaggered out, looking around curiously.
A peddler carrying a load of wontons …
A peddler shouting about the secret of Western movies …
She wore western clothes, rode a bicycle, and had her hair ironed and curled.
Foreigners with blonde hair, blue eyes, or red hair and blue eyes …
A scholar with long hair tied up in a bun and dressed in green …
Everything interweaved together to form a bizarre and dazzling scene.
"This sense of familiarity … why is it so similar? Could it be that different branches can bear the same fruit? '
Chung Shen-soo's eyes glinted as he kept this question in his heart.
Outside the pier was a small market.
Foreign cargo ships unloaded their goods here, and some goods were directly sold on the spot. Coupled with the large number of passengers, it was quite prosperous.
Chung Shen-soo found a stall and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. As he ate, he observed the scenery of the market and the various expressions of the human world.
The wonton noodles were very authentic. The wonton was made from pork that was 30% fat and 70% lean. It was first chopped before adding egg noodles and boiled soup. The wonton had a smooth and chewy texture. Because it was by the sea, the soup also had shrimp and other seafood. It left an endless aftertaste.
According to Fang Lang's memories, this is the Great Zhou Dynasty. In the sixth year of the Earth Festival … There are many natural and man-made disasters in this world. There are all kinds of demons, abnormalities, and abnormal phenomena … Forty years ago, an envoy from the Great Western crossed the ocean on a steam ship. As a result, the East and West met, and all kinds of new ideas emerged. The Great Zhou Dynasty became even more chaotic …
I can't use my main body now. I have to exist in Fang Lang's form. The most important thing now is to make contact with the Beyonder world … It's best if I can find clues about the Ouroboros of Time and the Gate Master …
After all, Fang Lang was only a sailor. Among ordinary people, he could be considered knowledgeable.
However, his understanding of the Beyonder world was still too little.
Chung Shen-soo had his own considerations for stopping at the pier market.
The pier area was a mix of good and bad people, and business was flourishing. There was a higher chance of meeting people with special abilities and Beyonder items. Perhaps he could use this as a stepping stone to enter the Beyonder world.
Even though he couldn't use his main body, Fang Lang had cultivated to the level of a fake Undead Immortal. His body could still sense extraordinary power.
Chung Shen-soo's gaze swept across the pedestrians in the market. After waiting for a moment, his gaze suddenly fell on a rich man.
He looked to be in his twenties or thirties. He wore a decent suit and had short hair. He looked like a student who had returned from overseas. Behind him was a page boy.
This person isn't anything extraordinary, but his body is stained with some abnormal aura. He has probably come into contact with related items …
He made a judgment in his heart.
In Fang Lang's vision, the world seemed to be gray. Only people or objects with Beyonder auras could emit a different color.
At this moment, he saw another person passing by.
The aura on this person's body was several times thicker than that of the foreign student.
Looking at his clothes, he seemed to be a peddler.
"That peddler!"
Zhong Shenxiu called out, stopping the forty something year old man with a shrewd look on his face. "Come here … I want to buy something."
"Yes!"
The peddler happily agreed and stopped in front of Chung Shen-soo. "Sir, what do you want to buy? I have needles, thread, smoke, and all kinds of strange things from overseas … I have everything. I can even give you a fair price! "
Chung Shen-soo looked at the pile of broken things and suddenly took out a small black bottle.
The peddler's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up. "Sir, you have good taste. This is the powder of the mermaids. It has the magical effect of strengthening one's Yang. It can make one invincible …"
"It's actually the powder of the mermaid's scales?"
At this moment, the foreign student also came over with a look of surprise. "When I was studying in the West, I heard from a student in a mysterious association that the mermaids are also known as mermaids. Their scales have the magical effect of nourishing Yin and Yang. If you eat it for a long time, you can live a long life!"
He looked at Chung Shen-soo and cupped his hands. "My surname is Qi, and my name is Yuan. I wonder if this brother is willing to part with this?"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the various gazes of the men around him and couldn't help but sigh at the suffering of men. Before he could say anything, the boy servant beside him shouted, "Young Master, you can't. Master has ordered that if you dare to go to the Yixiang Brothel to look for those girls again, he will break your legs …"
"Pfft, this is the elegance of a scholar. You guys don't understand."
Qi Yuan spat and took out a few pieces of paper money.
The Great Zhou Dynasty originally used silver for transactions. After the introduction of the Western currency, the imperial court made some innovations and created the Great Zhou Dynasty's silver dollar, which was worth one yuan. Other than that, there were also copper coins as auxiliary currency.
For large amounts of money, they used paper money. The security was not bad, so it was convenient to circulate.
Chung Shen-soo glanced at the stack of paper money. There was at least 20 yuan in it.
'This person … is really a good rich guy!'
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