Ya Lingang.
This is the northernmost port on the east coast. It is extremely busy on weekdays, with countless ships passing by. And this is also one of the few ports on the east coast that can go to the main continent - after all, it is not a port, and there are ships going to the main continent.
Due to this reason, coupled with the remote geographical location, Yalingang was not affected by the previous battle between the Wizards of the Revenge Alliance and the Deep Blue Castle and continued to operate as usual.
The time is approaching dusk.
The westward sun in winter spreads its golden sunshine lazily around Yalingang. Looking from a distance, the sea surface seems to be rusty, with ripples of light.
"Wow, wow..."
The sound of sea water sounded, and a medium-sized ship, under the skillful operation of the helmsman, quickly passed through the cargo ships and entered Yalin Port and stopped.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several wide and heavy gangplanks were lowered from the side of the ship and placed accurately on the shore, allowing the passengers on the ship to board the land.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
The springboard shook slightly, and Richard stepped off the ship and officially set foot in Yalingang - more than ten days had passed since the previous battle.
In more than ten days, Richard wasted no time and left the battlefield for the nearest small port. Afterwards, we took a boat from a small port to a medium-sized port, then boarded a wooden boat from the medium-sized port, and finally arrived at Yalingang, a large port, from where we wanted to go to the main continent.
The reason why he knew that he could go to the main continent from here was due to Sherlock. Back in the Rocky Mountains outside Auburn, he met Sherlock and had a lot of exchanges with him. It was at that time that the other party told him that the easiest way to go to the main continent was to take a boat to Ya Lingang. At that time, the other party brought a long motorcade, and they were actually coming to Ya Lingang.
I wonder if the other party has arrived early
Richard thought to himself, took a deep breath, and the cold air with the salty smell of seawater poured into his lungs. He was refreshed and turned to look around, taking in the entire Yalingang.
It can be seen that Yalingang is indeed one of the few large ports on the entire east coast. It is much larger and more prosperous than the previous Hague Port and Alfalfa Port.
Inside the port, ships of all sizes were packed like a can of sardines. Ships that are not familiar with the port are almost unable to dock inside the port. They can only park the ship in the shallow sea outside the port, go ashore in a small boat and ask for help.
Leaving the port and walking deeper into the land, lively streets appear. Every street is full of shops selling various goods, and young waiters stand at the door and shout loudly.
There are naturally no shortage of taverns and inns between shops to serve businessmen coming and going. Occasionally, a drunkard staggers out of the pub, stepping on the hard bars and slippery ground. If he is not careful, he falls to the ground with a "slap".
After all, this is the northernmost point on the East Coast.
Even if the east coast is close to the sea, it is still freezing in this winter. Melted snow water flows on the ground, and after a night of cold wind blowing, it can form a smooth and hard ground like a mirror.
As a result, the drunkard naturally fell to pieces and couldn't get up after struggling for a long time, which made passers-by laugh constantly.
The drunkard became very angry and cursed constantly. Finally, he found that he couldn't get up, so he simply lay down on the ground and prepared to take a nap.
This is very dangerous. In this winter, once night falls, the cold wind blows on a person's face, like a knife, which will madly take away every trace of heat from the person's body. If anyone dares to sleep on the street, they will freeze and turn into a hard sculpture without waiting until midnight.
Finally, a clerk from a nearby store couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the drunkard who was sleeping drunk and dragged him into the store, preparing to let the drunkard wake up and go home.
This naturally made the shop owner very unhappy, and he reprimanded him, but in the end he did not throw the drunkard out.
Richard took everything in his eyes and blinked, realizing that the folk customs in Yalingang were quite good.
But he didn't think much about it, and walked towards the distance, planning to find a hotel to stay in first.
As a result, when passing a tavern, I saw a large convoy parked on the side of the road, unloading goods, and a man was constantly directing.
He raised his eyebrows, walked towards the person directing him, patted him on the shoulder, and said in slight surprise: "You just arrived?"
"Ah?" The other party turned around and looked over blankly. He was stunned for a moment and then said in surprise, "You arrived earlier than me?"
The other party was none other than Sherlock.
Richard shrugged, looked at Sherlock and couldn't help but said: "Speaking of which, you are too slow, right? You left so many days before me, and now you arrive at Yalingang?"
"You can't blame me, my dear friend." Sherlock said, pointing to the long motorcade, "You don't see how many things I have to carry, how can I go fast? I am already accelerating my journey. Yes! But isn’t this great? If we can meet you, we can go to the main continent together and take care of each other.
I have already inquired about the good news. In three days, a ship from the main continent will pass through Yalin Port. By then, we can get on the ship and go to the main continent. "
"That's not bad." Richard nodded.
"It seems you agree. In this case, we shouldn't stand here anymore." Sherlock said, looking like he was afraid of the cold. He breathed into his hands and rubbed his ears. He was completely different from the noble gentleman before. Temperament.
Reaching out and pulling over the little maid named Lucia, Sherlock said, "My goods will need to be unloaded for a while. Let's go into the tavern to warm up, and we can also have something to eat."
"Okay." Richard agreed without any reason to refuse, and walked into the nearby tavern with Sherlock and his maid.
…
Inside the tavern, the stove was burning brightly, and as soon as we entered, a wave of heat hit us.
Sherlock stretched his body and sighed: "This is a beautiful world, it is hell outside." As he spoke, he found a seat closest to the stove and sat down.
The hotel clerk ran over diligently, handed over the menu, and asked aloud: "Guest, here is the menu. Take a look. What do you need?"
Sherlock took the menu, glanced at it hastily, frowned slightly, looked at the waiter and said, "There doesn't seem to be anything good on your menu? It's just pickled chicken, pickled duck, etc., is there nothing else?"
"I don't know what guest you are talking about..." the waiter asked cautiously.
"For example... Ya Lingang's famous tiger striped fish, do you have it? Find me the fattest one and stew two of it."
"Well..." the waiter looked embarrassed, "I'm really sorry for the customers, too many people ordered the tiger striped fish, and they were all sold out in the morning."
"What about the black-eared scallops?" Sherlock asked again, looking very understanding. "The black-eared scallop soup is very good. The last time I drank it, I will never forget it."
The waiter's expression was extremely complicated: "This is faster than buying the tiger striped fish."
"Is that so?" Sherlock sighed, a little disappointed, but did not give up completely. He asked, "Where are the big fire rock crabs? There must be no ordinary sea crabs now, but I know that there are a lot of big fire rock crabs at this time. It’s very delicious. If you have any, give me this table first, and I’ll have two for each person.”