"Thank you, Lord Gu, for your reminder," Yuan Baoer smiled decently, but very cold.

Gu Sheng looked dark and looked down at the misty teacup. After a while, he stood up.

"In this way, I wish Lord Yuan a success and a return as soon as possible."

Yuan Baoer then stood up, smiled and stepped forward.

Gu Sheng turned passively and left the cabin first.

Cui Xin was staring at the door, and when she saw the two of them coming out, she hurriedly looked upright.

Gu Sheng glanced at her lightly and said in a deep voice: "Your lord will bring you one this time. I hope you can remember your identity and don't be too presumptuous."

Cuixin blinked her eyes twice and wanted to say that she was very careful in her duties.

Yuan Baoer quietly winked her and told her not to worry.

Cui was so angry that she remembered to give Yuan Baoer face and started with anger.

Gu Sheng returned to the ship with great strides.

The two ships briefly reunite and quickly separated.

Yuan Baoer turned his head and looked at the shadow of the ship gradually fading away.

Such a decisive separation, with Gu Sheng's pride, it might have disappeared.

Cui Xin came over with fruit, and saw that Yuan Baoer's expression was wrong, so she quietly retreated.

After passing Fengzhou, the waters became wide open and the boat speed increased significantly.

Arrived in Massachusetts within a month.

The owner leaned on the bustou and asked Yuan Baoer: "Sir, do you have anything to take back? You can do it for the young man when he returns."

Yuan Baoer smiled and handed over a letter and a silver letter, "That's how it's going to be done."

The ship owner smiled and took it and said goodbye to her.

Yuan Baoer and Cui Xin calmed down their burdens and headed straight to the government office along the lively Futou.

The surroundings were full of shouts with strange tones. Cui Xin was curious and couldn't help looking around.

Yuan Baoer was worried about getting separated and pulled her all the way.

Fortunately, Massachusetts are not big, and after crossing two streets, we found the government office.

Yuan Baoer stepped forward and handed over the official documents.

The yamen runner looked at the two of them before reporting inward.

Cui Xin looked at the wrong expressions of the two, and whispered: "Madam, I'm afraid there's something wrong with it?"

Yuan Baoer glanced at her and said nothing.

Cui Xin knew that she had made a mistake and hurriedly shut up.

Soon, an old man in a cloth clothes swayed over with a palm-leaf fan.

When he saw Yuan Baoer, he grinned, "Are you a girl sent by the imperial court?"

Yuan Baoer nodded quickly and pointed to the yamen runner behind him, "This is the brother who came with me."

The yamen runners looked at Yuan Baoer, but they didn't expect that she would treat them like this.

The old man smiled and bowed, "The old man's surname is Xu, and his name is Yi Xian."

"If you want to call me Lao Xu, call me, and if you don't want to, call me casually."

He said happily.

The yamen runners dare not be big or small, and they respectfully call them Lord Xu.

Xu Xian sniffed, and ignored it, just asked Yuan Baoer, "Are you here?"

Yuan Baoer nodded and bowed, "You don't have to worry about the residence, just tell the guesthouse where it is."

Xu Xian curled his lips, "There is no guest house. If you want to live in it, you can only be a private house."

"That's good," Yuan Baoer accepted it with a very good temper, which made Xu Xian look at her more often.

He called a yamen runner and asked him to take Yuan Baoer and his group over.

The place that the man brought was very close to the government office, and it took only half a cup of tea to walk.

However, the house is a bit dilapidated and can only barely shelter from the wind and rain.

The yamen runners are used to living in guesthouses and Kyoto houses, and they are inevitably a little surprised when they see them suddenly.

The yamen runner who was in charge of leading the way said, "It's pretty good here, the temperature here is high and tide, and the house cannot be lived in. Not to mention ordinary people, even the county magistrate's back yamen leaked here and there."

"No one can repair it?"

Someone asked.

The yamen runner laughed: "We have so many skilled craftsmen here, how could no one know how to repair them?"

"But our master is too poor and can't afford to pay."

Say it, he left with a smile.

Cui Xin looked at his back and muttered in a low voice, "The people here are really strange. Why is the dignified county master like an old man in the city?"

"Cui Xin," Yuan Baoer frowned slightly.

Cui Xin hurriedly pursed her lips and said she would never speak again.

Everyone went into the house and negotiated with the house viewer.

The house viewers obviously have long been accustomed to renting in this way, so they negotiated directly. They need to pay for the repair of the place for more than a month.

Yuan Baoer asked about the price and it cost about fifty taels.

Even the guest house is about the same price.

Seeing that she was so happy, the owner of the house was very kind and said to her: "There is a lot of hot flashes here. You should take advantage of the sun now and quickly dry the quilt, otherwise you will not be able to cover it at night."

She said it twice with a clear accent before Yuan Baoer understood.

Everyone immediately took action, drying the quilts and cleaning the kitchen, etc.

After a lot of work, it was almost evening.

Yuan Baoer and Cui Xin took two yamen runners to the market.

The homeowner only provides bedding and doesn't care about anything else. They have to buy a lot of things to buy if they want to live here for a while.

Fortunately, Yuan Baoer had had purchasing experience before.

She and Cuixin divided the work and worked together. When it was dark, they almost made the things neatly.

At night, Yuan Baoer and everyone set up a bonfire in the yard. She took action and roasted a whole sheep.

The sheep here are all running around the mountains, neither fat nor thin, and very chewy.

Everyone had a very happy meal, and they heard someone at the door saying, "Can you still adapt here?"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Xu Xian coming in with a palm fan.

"Mr. Xu," everyone hurriedly stood up and gave up their seats.

Xu Xian wandered in front of him and sniffed.

"Oh, it smells so good. This thing can only be found in Kyoto."

Yuan Baoer smiled and signaled him to sit in front of him. He tore up another piece of bone-shaped meat and handed it over, "Mr. Xu, can you taste it, can you taste the same as Kyoto?"

Xu Xian was not polite, so he took it over and chewed it.

That greedy look is like not having eaten for three days.

Yuan Baoer claimed to be knowledgeable and was stunned.

After Xu Xian finished gnawing, he threw away the bones, "It's even better than the ones in Fumanlou. This craft is also made of going to the palace to make imperial meals."

"Thank you, Lord Xu," Yuan Baoer smiled and cut another piece of ribs and handed them over.

Xu Xian took a big bite of the meat and said vaguely: "Did you bake it?"

Yuan Baoer smiled and nodded, "Shame, I have no other hobbies, I just want to be greedy for some desire."

Xu Xian laughed, his eyes were scattered around. When he saw the wine pot, he picked it up and took a few big mouthfuls before laughing happily, "If a person doesn't have any preferences, then he won't become a saint?"

"The saints are all hung on the wall," he said happily.

Cui Xin was speechless.

This old man was eating her wife's wife and drinking her wife's wife, why did he curse her wife?

Yuan Baoer smiled gently, "What the lord said is so true, and he thought so."

Xu Xian laughed, and he ate it with wine and meat.
Chapter completed!