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Chapter 91 Fishing Village
Today's Yunhai Bookstore is very quiet, so quiet that there is hardly anyone there except for a few people who come to read books every day.

It seems that I drank too much last night, and even the migrant workers didn't wake up.
But Ning Yu was acting normally, and he was nowhere to be seen early in the morning.I don't know where I went, I guess I went to listen to the song again.

As for Jiang Guo Ningzhe, he didn't have any expectations for this lazier person than himself. He was either sleeping on the bed or sleeping, and there was no other choice.

It's a pity that Ningzhe was not allowed to think too much, so he was arrested by Ningguang.

To the north of Liyue Port and to the south of Yaoguang Beach, there is a beach of moderate size.

Although it is close to the sea and in a delta naturally formed where the river flows into the sea, the natural resources of this land are not as rich as the textbooks describe.

However, fishermen have lived in this place for generations, no matter whether the land is rich or not, they are always in this place.

However, due to practical reasons, the fishing village has been struggling to survive in poverty.

Even if people go to sea every morning and return at night, they can only barely maintain food and clothing.

In addition to the lack of resources, the more important point is that with the progress of the times, the resources that fishing villages can obtain are becoming more and more easily substituted.

In addition to cargo, the daily ships in the port will also bring a huge amount of seafood. Therefore, the most important thing in the huge Liyue Port is seafood.

Compared with "formula" fishing in the port, individual fish farmers in small fishing villages have no advantages.

But the people in this fishing village are unwilling to try to take a new path, they will only follow the fishing path passed down step by step from their ancestors.

They firmly believe that fishing is a road that has passed the test of time. It has fed generations of people, and naturally it can feed them.

The people back then, except Ningguang found another way, carrying backpacks to Liyue Port every day to sell Mora meat, others stubbornly stayed in the fishing village.

therefore
When Ningzhe and Ningguang returned to this place, the entire fishing village was empty.

"Has this place... already become like this?"

When he came to a crumbling wooden house that was so decayed that it was almost invisible, Ningzhe stopped and said in a strange tone.

"Yes."

Ningguang nodded slightly, and said helplessly: "Do you remember? When I was young, I advised them not to focus only on fishing. It's just a pity that no one wants to listen to a child."

"Well, I remember."

As if recalling this past event, Ning Zhe also shook his head helplessly.

"You also said that since they are unwilling to give up fishing and take other paths, they can still sell their products to Qingcezhuang or other small inland cities."

Speaking of this, Ning Zhe spread his hands and continued: "Unfortunately, they still don't listen, and they even squeeze you out."

"Hehe, Xiao Zhe, they didn't exclude me, they just couldn't understand."

Speaking of this, Ning Guang gently touched Ning Zhe's forehead with his hand, with a helpless tone.

Back then, Ningguang was the only one among all the people in the fishing village who chose to take another path. The others couldn't understand, so they naturally alienated her unknowingly.

As Ningguang's younger brother, Ningzhe was naturally unhappy with this situation, so
He directly concealed it from everyone, brought the goods to Qingcezhuang in person, and successfully persuaded the merchants in Qingcezhuang with his sharp tongue to sell all the goods at a price higher than the market price of Liyue Port. .

In the end, Ningzhe sent the Mora sold by their goods to every household as a child. And this income far exceeded the Mora they brought in when they sent the goods to Liyue Port on weekdays.

but
People still didn't change anything, even because of Ningzhe's behavior, they added Ningzhe to the list of "estrangement".

"Exclusion is exclusion, and I don't think exclusion is excusable if most people agree."

Regarding Ning Guang's words, Ning Zhe shook his head, and then said: "What's more, their reasons are so clumsy that they can't even convince themselves."

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Ning Guang didn't speak, just stroked Ning Zhe's hair lightly, and then walked to the shore.

Near noon, the sun hung above the sky early, and the sun shone on the sea level, bringing a little floating light.

The seagulls kept flying over, occasionally brushing across the water, catching a sea fish; the roar of merchant ships in the distance indicated that one fleet after another began to sail away.

"After today, Liyue Port will be plunged into change and become less peaceful."

Suddenly, Ning Guang said.

The tone is very gentle, just like a normal chat.

".Why? Could it be that Dijun has already made a decision?"

After a moment of silence, Ningzhe asked calmly.

"Yesterday, I dreamed of Dijun."

Ningguang stretched out her hand, and pale yellow rock elements rose from the surrounding ground and danced in her hand.

"In the dream, it was the hour before dawn."

"Dijun just stood in front of the port, watching the sun gradually rise in the distance, without saying anything."

"And I just looked at him from a distance."

"I thought that the dream should end when I came here, but the next second, Dijun had disappeared."

"The sun in the sky has shed its light, the ships on the seashore have already hoisted their sails, and the port is gradually filled with pedestrians."

"."

Having said this, Ning Guang stopped talking.

Although she didn't continue, Ningzhe already knew what she meant.

Mr. Zhong, is it time to start?
He has been in this world for so long, has he finally changed a major event from the established track?
It's finally here.

Looking at the scenery by the sea, Ningzhe's eyes gradually sank.

"Well, isn't this Ning Guang and Xiao Zhe?"

However, at this moment, an unexpected voice came.

Bold, sonorous, with a heroic spirit that cannot be ignored.
"Miss Beidou?"

Hearing this, Ning Zhe turned around in surprise.

After a look, it turned out that Beidou was standing there with a jug of wine.

"Big Dipper? Hehe, what wind actually brought you, the leader of the Southern Cross Fleet, to this small fishing village?"

Ning Guang also turned her head, looked at Beidou, and spoke with a smile.

"Oh, anyway, it's not your wind!"

Beidou sneered, walked over, didn't look at Ningguang, just looked at Ningzhe, and said, "The Death Omen will set sail for Daozu this afternoon, but this time I won't accompany her."

what?
The leader of the Southern Cross fleet didn't even act with the fleet?
"Hehe, is it possible that the leader of Beidou wants to wash his hands?"

Hearing this, before Ningzhe could speak, Ningguang spoke first, even adding an accent to the word "leader".

"Don't bother you."

Beidou just glanced at Ning Guang, then looked at Ning Zhe, and said, "I appointed Wan Ye as the commander of this operation, so there will be no problems."

"No, Miss Beidou, what I doubt is"

"It's a bit embarrassing to say, I heard some of your previous conversations."

Interrupting Ningzhe, Beidou took a sip of wine, then looked at Ningguang, his expression became serious.

"Tell me, what is [Liyue Port will fall into change and become less peaceful]?"

"."

Facing Beidou's dominance, Ning Guang was silent for a while, then shook his head, and said helplessly: "Let's talk about these things in Qunyu Pavilion."

"can."

Beidou nodded seriously.

"."

Glancing at Ningguang, then at Beidou, Ningzhe suddenly thought of something, and suddenly realized something.

It's not a coincidence that sister Beidou appeared here
His sister Ningguang's words didn't seem to be for him alone.
(End of this chapter)