"A career?"
The typhoon roared outside the window, and the heavy rain was dense, as if the fight just now was a game, Liang Xiaonan told him calmly, let's start a business together!
"What career do you want to do?"
Liang Xiaonan looked at Xie Haoyun, who was calm and calm, and said with a smile: "Look, I have food. If you say there is food, what else can't I do?"
Xie Haoyun slowly turned the beads, and gave her a faint look with scrutiny.
"Isn't having food the biggest cause?"
Uh, she was at a loss for words for a while, food is the number one business now, isn’t it!
"You're right, food and clothing is the number one cause." She smiled, "Then from tomorrow on, let's focus on food."
Her smile was gentle and sweet, the wind and rain outside the window did not affect her bright eyes and teeth, and the fight just now seemed to have no effect on her.
Able to take it and let it go, at this age, Xie Haoyun felt that he could not do it back then.
It's just that she said she had food, really?
When Cao Yuan came back, all the people from the guest house came and changed Liang Xiaonan's room. The door of her room was broken, so she couldn't live there.
In front of Liang Xiaonan, Xie Haoyun didn’t ask Cao Yuan anything, but only said to Liang Xiaonan: “You have a good rest, you’re fine.”
Liang Xiaonan nodded, her room was finished, and she was going back to rest.
This room is still a guest room with a private bathroom, Liang Xiaonan simply tidied himself up, lying on the bed thinking about today's affairs.
Outside the window, the wind was still shaking the mountains, and the rain was pouring down. She was naturally nervous. She didn't know if those people were from the same group as before, but now she knew that Momo was very chaotic. In fact, it's not just chaos in Morocco, it's chaos everywhere now.
The next day, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the ground was in a mess, the brick floor outside had been cleaned up, and there were no traces of being attacked by strangers in the lobby yesterday. Cao Yuan checked out the room, and everyone continued to walk to Modu.
This is the real Jiangnan. Liang Xiaonan’s previous home was in Zhejiang. She tried her best to find the shadow of her previous life here. It is different, whether it is roads or place names, urban planning or rural farming methods, etc., are all different.
Forget it, come out, just take a good look, do whatever you want!
The roads in Modu are many times better than those in Huyang. They are wide and flat, and the streets are also very prosperous. However, it is completely incomparable with the Modu in her previous life. The department stores here are very lively, not Huyang and Yuxian. That kind of place can't compare.
Entering Modu, Liang Xiaonan once again noticed the four cars behind Xie Haoyun's car. These cars followed them from Huyang City to Modu, including those who participated in the fight last night. She had a guess. The car followed quietly to protect Xie Haoyun.
"Send Ms. Liang to Jiangdong, you follow." Xie Haoyun said to Cao Yuan, "I have a letter here, and I will go there."
Cao Yuan responded and put Xie Haoyun down. Liang Xiaonan saw him get into the car behind, so Cao Yuan drove to Jiangdong.
Jiangdong is relatively deserted here. Xie Haoyun asked Cao Yuan to arrange a house for Liang Xiaonan. It is a single house, a single courtyard, even the door is very low-key, very ordinary stone door frame, black lacquer solid wood door leaf, looks heavy and simple.
After entering the door, I found the world inside. After passing the shadow wall at the door, I saw a large courtyard, a three-story building, and a corridor in the middle leading to the door of the room.
There is a flower bed in the east and west, and only a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees are planted.
Cao Yuan turned on the light, and told her that this was Xie Haoyun's house, which was relatively private, only he and Xie Haoyun knew about it, and the big guy didn't know it yet.
"Don't worry, it's safe here." Cao Yuan's little black face was respectful, "Miss Liang, just tell me what you need."
"Cao Yuan, I want to go out tomorrow to see the scenery of Modu."
"Okay, you rest well, I will take you out."
"You don't have to follow, I want to go out and see for myself. Just walk around and see the customs here." Liang Xiaonan didn't want him to follow.
Seeing her determination, Cao Yuan nodded in agreement.
Xie Haoyun is back now, those people are shrinking, dare to move around, Xie Haoyun will kill them.
The next morning at around 5:00, Liang Xiaonan went out and went straight to the bus station. She is going to the seafood market to have a look.
She chatted with Xie Haoyun and Cao Yuan along the way. In fact, the geographical environment and eating habits of Modu are the same as those of the big devil in the previous life. That is to say, the replica of Blue Star is no different from the earth in terms of geographical environment.
Then what are you waiting for? Isn’t it in vain not to go to the seafood market when you come to Morocco?
Jiangdong is not far from the pier. She came here yesterday and asked about the seafood market in Modu. It is a street next to the pier on Pujiang Road. There are also trading markets elsewhere, but they are not as big and fresh as this one.
She came to Pujiang Road by car, there were already many fishmongers waiting here, some drove trucks, some rode tricycles, and some rode bicycles.
There is a long pier park between the pier and the road, except for the trees, it was trampled bare.
Near the pier, there is a white building, 7 stories high, shaped like the main cockpit of a fishing boat, a unique and characteristic building.
She read the information, and this is the marine management office building of Modu, the general office, the aquatic products showroom, the radio room, the meteorological observation station, the weather signal station, etc., in order to contact the river and sea fishing boats, report the fishing season and fish price, and command For ships to dock at the pier.
There are 3 floating piers in the wharf, which are fixed with iron chains, and can berth trawlers, hand-operated net boats, and chilled fish boats at the same time. It is not a big problem to dock 30 boats.
To the south of the building is the fishery trading ground, with an area of ??about 5,000 square meters. To the north of the building are warehouses, cold storage, and ice-making rooms.
There are neon lights on the roof of the main building, and the five characters of "Modu Fish Market" are very eye-catching. It is said that the boat can be seen when it enters the mouth of Modu, and it is more eye-catching at night, indicating the coming and going of ships.
She is a Southerner and knows the times of the fishing boat trade.
Fishing boats usually dock around 3:00 in the morning, and the unloading is basically completed from 3:30 to 5:00. If you go to get fish after dawn, you will not get good fish, or you can only get the fish from the hands of fishmongers.
Oh, even if you go early, you can’t get the goods directly from the fishermen. The fish on the fishing boat are all pulled ashore by the crane of the fish wharf. Then the fishery market sells at a uniform price, weighs them, and collects money.
There are dozens of fishing boats lined up at the wharf that have already unloaded their cargo or waited in line for unloading, and it looks quite spectacular.
The fishing boat approached the floating pier, a group of people dragged the fish unloading machinery, hurriedly moved it to the deck, opened the fish hatch door, set up a crane on it, and set up a black rubber conveyor belt.
Several young and middle-aged men in raincoats and rain pants brought a stack of bamboo baskets and rakes to the cabin. Put the fish palladium into the basket, pile them into groups of four or five, tie the ropes thrown from above, and lift them up.
Those baskets seem to be fixed, 50 catties, and they are also packed in fish boxes, which just hold 40 catties. Immediately, someone at the pier began to divide and pull the goods.
There are not many goods, everyone is looting, Liang Xiaonan squeezed in, and was about to say, "Give me 10 boxes", when a woman said impatiently: "Where is Xiangwuning from!"
At first I thought it was someone else, but I didn’t expect someone to push her: “Is Hutt the fifth son of Nonya?”
Liang Xiaonan turned around and saw a girl about his own age, wearing a woolen hat, with an arrogant face, looking at him with contempt.
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