Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 22 Temporary Tour Guide
"Hey, Hong Ming, don't refuse in a hurry. Ms. Liu said that she won't let you do it for nothing. I will offer you a tour guide fee of 300 yuan. In addition, because of your recommendation, after successfully renting the yacht, you will have 200 yuan. The 500 yuan commission, if you don't come, the [-] yuan will be gone."

Wen Shan on the other end of the phone was a little anxious and quickly explained.

"500 yuan? Really?" Zhao Hongming was a little moved.

"Why did I lie to you?"

It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon now, and now that I used to be the tour guide of that Miss Liu, I can probably accompany her around the lake for two or three hours.

A few hours, 500 yuan.

"Okay, Director Wen, I'll be there in half an hour." Zhao Hongming said firmly, and he decided to take over the job of the temporary tour guide.

After changing into a T-shirt and grabbing the backpack next to the bed, Zhao Hongming went downstairs and drove to the hotel.

When he arrived at the door of the room department of the hotel, he saw Luo Lehong who was on duty gave him a thumbs up.

Zhao Hongming rushed to find Wenshan, and after seeing Luo Lehong's gesture, he just smiled and did not say much, and entered the hall.

"Look at what he can do, his tail is almost up to the sky."

Looking at Zhao Hongming who hurried in, Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"This old Zhao is also lucky. He has received such a big client. If old Wei knows that the lady has booked a yacht, his nose will be crooked."

Luo Lehong laughed.

Not long after, I saw Zhao Hongming walking into the hall with a guest.

Miss Liu today is wearing a white sportswear with a high ponytail and a pair of sunglasses on her face.

Luo Lehong and Lin Feng were stunned by the exquisite face and the simple clothes.

"Goddess!"

It wasn't until Zhao Hongming and Ms. Liu walked out of the lobby and headed towards the dock where the yachts were moored at the hotel that Luo Lehong reluctantly looked away.

"Hehe, it's strange for you to say that this woman is. Old Wei looks much better than Old Zhao. Why did she choose Old Zhao?"

"Maybe people like this one, a man in his forties, a flower."

Lin Feng said in a strange way.

In the past few days, through Wenshan, he already knew the details of Zhao Hongming.

I don't know what the relationship between the person behind Zhao Hongming and Mr. Xu is, so he arranged for such an old, ordinary-looking person with no work experience.

The key is to snatch the position that originally belonged to his younger brother.

"Miss Liu, I don't know why you chose to let me be your tour guide?"

The yacht slowly sailed away from the pier, hesitating again and again, Zhao Hongming still asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Because you are kind."

Miss Liu had already put on a baseball cap at this time, so she didn't answer.

"Let's not talk about you, tell me about Longquan Lake." Miss Liu pointed to Longquan Lake in front of her.

"Cough cough."

"When we talk about Longquan Lake, we have to talk about Longquan Mountain."

Zhao Hongming coughed twice, organized his words, and began to tell the history of Longquan Lake.

Zhao Hongming didn't talk much about the scientific reasons for the formation of Longquan Lake, but focused on some local folklore about Longquan Lake.

Longquan Lake is very large and has many scenic spots, each of which has its own unique story.

There are some stories that people in Jiangcheng don't know, and only some local people in Longquan Lake have heard the stories of the older generation.

And Zhao Hongming knew the reason of these things, it was funny to say it.

When he was a child, Zhao Huan liked to listen to stories before he could fall asleep. After hearing the legend of Longquan Lake, he kept asking Zhao Hongming to tell other stories about Longquan Lake. After all, these were things that happened around him, and they were far more real than those imaginary fairy tales.

After telling a story many times, you will still get bored after all, so Zhao Hongming specially found a book about the legend of Longquan Lake to read.

This kind of book was still found in the flea market. It was published by Jiangcheng City in the 70s and [-]s, and it is hard to find now.

Listening to interesting stories and admiring the beautiful scenery, two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

"Let's go to the island in the middle of the lake and have a look!"

Miss Liu pointed to the small island not far away.

Naturally, Zhao Hongming would not go against Miss Liu's wishes, and took her to the island.

In Longquan Lake, there are several small islands like this, but they are not as big as this one, and there is no vegetation on the islands, just some stones.

This island in the center of the lake is called Mingzhu Island, which means a bright pearl on Longquan Lake.

There used to be nine halls, six pavilions, three pavilions and one pagoda on the island.

One of the towers is the copper tower, which is the most famous. Unfortunately, it was destroyed and demolished in the mighty era. What we see now was rebuilt in the 80s.

The only remaining ancient building on the island is the Yilongjun Hall, which has been completely preserved. After decades of continuous repairs, this hall with a history of hundreds of years still stands at the highest point of Pearl Island.

Although the buildings on the island are basically rebuilt in modern times, the poem inscriptions engraved on the stones all over the island are real monuments.

After hundreds of years of wind and frost, there are still more than a hundred inscriptions and poems about Longquan Lake that can be found, which is also a highlight of Pearl Island to attract tourists.

These monuments are basically inscribed by some local scholars or gentry and officials in Jiangcheng in ancient times. Regardless of the quality, it can quite show that Jiangcheng in ancient times was also a place where the style of writing prevailed.

I took Ms. Liu for a walk around Pearl Island, and finally arrived at the Dragon Palace.

"This Dragon Palace also has its legend, it is said"

Zhao Hongming walked beside Ms. Liu and talked eloquently.

A few people came out of the gate of the Dragon Palace, and one of them, a woman in yellow, was a little surprised when she saw Zhao Hongming and Miss Liu.

At this time, Zhao Hongming was tilting his head and telling Ms. Liu the legend of the Dragon Palace, so he didn't notice the woman in yellow.

Two groups of people passed by, the woman in yellow stopped, took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned around and took a photo of the backs of Zhao Hongming and Miss Liu.

"Miss Liu, after you go in later, don't let them fool you, just buy a stick of incense and burn it."

Before entering the Dragon Lord Palace, Zhao Hongming confessed to Ms. Liu in a low voice.

The temple blessings of the Dragon King Hall are not real monks.

This place is rented out to a group of people from the Northeast with their accents. Among these people are people who guide you to buy joss sticks and draw lots.

A stick of long-lasting incense sells for twenty or thirty outside, but here it is at least 88, and bigger incense is more expensive.

The lottery and lottery are even more outrageous. After the lottery is solved, the lottery solver will tell you how to increase your luck and resolve disasters. As long as you donate as much merit money, you can put your name in the temple to pray for you and relieve evil spirits. .

The more merit money donated, the longer the prayer time.

Zhao Hongming once saw someone donate tens of thousands of yuan on the spot. As for whether the money will be used for real blessings, it is unknown.

Helplessly, Ms. Liu was not the one who was short of money, so she stubbornly donated 2000 yuan when Zhao Hongming winked wildly.

After leaving the Dragon Palace, it was already close to six o'clock, just as the sun was about to hide behind Longquan Mountain.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the sparkling lake, reflecting a different kind of beauty.

After returning to the hotel, at the request of Ms. Liu, Zhao Hongming took her to the restaurant where the fish was especially delicious and had a delicious meal.

By the time we got back to the hotel, it was almost nine o'clock.

Zhao Hongming hurried back to the lounge, his personal preferences could no longer resist the exhaustion of his body, so he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

What he didn't know was that after the meal, at the two tables next to him, the woman in yellow who met in the Dragon Palace was also eating there, and took pictures of him again.

(End of this chapter)