Zhou Xiang shook his head, "No, otherwise people would think I gave her a privilege! This is the first time I've sent someone to work for Master Ma Gua, so I'm giving her Zhang family face.

Speaking of which, we don't even know whose body that is? Hmm! I think you should go to the grave. When you go to the grave, call me dad and see how the Jiang family reacts.

Zhou's mother scolded: "Your grandmother will be mad at you."

"You call him dad, but in your heart you're calling him godfather! You've been calling him that for decades. After all, he protected your biological father from disaster. Now suddenly you can't get any money to spend. How unfair!"

"You girl, go away now, you're talking nonsense."

On March 12, Jin Xiaoling called to say that the cards were ready and the promotional video had been edited and produced.

Zhou Xiang said he would send someone to get it, "I trust your judgment, I won't watch the promotional video."

"Okay, have someone call my cell phone."

"Um!"

Putting down his phone, Zhou Xiang handed Jin Xiaoling's number to Ling Ran. "Tell Lu Jin to go to the city to find Jin Xiaoling and get the card back. We'll be leaving in a few days. You should prepare food. If it's not convenient at home, we can go to your house."

"Okay, I'll get ready. It's market day today, so I'll go buy some groceries."

After Ling Ran left, Zhou Xiang went to look for her mother. "Mom, Ling Ran and I need to go out and do something in a few days. You guys should be careful at home. If anything happens, call Lu Jin and the others."

Mother Zhou asked worriedly, "Is there no danger?"

Zhou Xiang shook his head, "Don't worry, just go investigate the matter."

Mother Zhou sighed, "Okay!"

After the little girl left, her eyes turned red. She rubbed them hard to wipe away the tears and went upstairs to help take care of the children.

In the afternoon, Lu Jin came back with a bag of cards. "Lu Jin, go back to the front yard and call Accountant Wang."

Accountant Wang came very quickly.

Zhou wanted to give him all the cards and told him how to tell the time, "They will be sold on the 15th of every month. If anyone wants to buy after the 15th, they have to wait until next month.

On the 16th, I reconciled the annual pass account with the ticket seller and collected the remaining cards. You have to record these 1,200 cards in your account, as they are all money.

It's up to you to distinguish the colors, but don't make a mistake. Each color changes from light to dark according to the season, so it's easy to remember."

Accountant Wang quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down the color corresponding to each month, and carefully put away the cards. Each card cost 100 yuan, and if someone accidentally lost one, he would have to pay for it.

Seeing Accountant Wang's cautious look, Zhou Xiang asked him to buy a safe to store the account books and cards.

Accountant Wang nodded without hesitation. It used to be just an account book, which was fine for him to carry with him when going to and from get off work, but now with so many cards, it would be safer to keep it in a safe.

Ling Ran went to the Ling family for the next three days. Zhou's mother was still worried that something was wrong between her and her daughter, but she replied affirmatively: "No problem at all, everything is fine! He has something to do when he gets home, don't worry."

Only then did Zhou's mother feel relieved.

On March 20th, the second day of the second lunar month, Zhou Xianglingran set off again with Uncle Chen and his son. Mother Zhou was absent-minded for two days before she recovered.

Ling Ran's target this time was to go straight to Funan. There were many tributaries from Wangjiaba in Funan to the west. Zhou Xiang decided to take the most important one first, which was said to be Tongbai Mountain, the source of the Huai River.

The water to the west of Funan is all upstream, with a depth of more than 100 meters. Every time there is a bend, it takes a lot of time to dive in.

Gradually, there were more and more turns. Uncle Chen and his son got off at the small turns, and all four of them got off at the big turns and the continuous turns.

The further west you go, the more and more numerous and denser the bends become, as can be seen from the place names: from Beiwei Bay to Xiaoguo Bay, there are dozens of places called bays or villages along the Huai River, which is less than 50 kilometers long.

Further west, there are basically bays or villages, and there are many with the same name. The locals add "shang" and "xia" on the place names to distinguish them. I wonder if outsiders will be confused when they come here. Anyway, she decided to give up memorizing place names.

After more than a dozen consecutive turns, time had passed to May and the four people entered Tongbai County.

They found a hotel to stay in. The hotel owner was very welcoming and introduced them to various special foods in Tongbai County.

Drinking hot and sour fish soup and eating Ma Bie Mo, Zhou Xiang shook his head. He thought that the snacks were still not as distinctive as those in Huai County. The filling of this Ma Bie Mo was the same as that of leek dumplings, except that it was steamed instead of baked.

"Ling Ran, I want to eat leek boxes."

Looking at the little girl's dark and thin appearance, Ling Ran felt distressed. This time, she had really lost weight. The hot weather and the impending 97 were both making her secretly anxious. With Uncle Chen and his son following her, she had nowhere to vent her frustration. "Okay! I'll go home tomorrow after we reach Tongbai Mountain. I'll make it for you when I get home."

"Um!"

Uncle Chen and his son have always been very quiet and active every time they dive. They never ask what they are checking out, and after coming up they will carefully describe what they saw.

Strolling back to the hotel, the boss asked them if they were here for tourism.

Ling Ran nodded, "Yes! I heard that the source of the Huai River is right here, let's take a look at the scenic spot. By the way, are there any legends about this place?"

The boss smiled and said, "Yes! This is the source of the Huai River, so how could there not be legends? There are several legends, but only one of them is relatively complete."

"Then, Boss, can you tell us about it? Will it disturb you from doing your work?"

"It's okay, my love is here! Come on, sit on the sofa over there, I'll tell you."

Sitting down on the sofa in the corner of the hall, the boss started talking.

The people in Tongbai County all know this legend. It is said that there is a dam-like mountain under Taibai Peak, the main peak of Tongbai Mountain, which blocks the water flowing out of the mountain, forming a large lake. The people living by the lake make a living by fishing.

One day, a huge dragon not only drank up the lake water, but also drank up the rain water. The people cried out to God for water.

There was an old man with a white beard living on the top of Taibai Mountain. When he heard the shouting, he came down the mountain and caught the dragon. The dragon sucked in too much water and when it spit it out all at once, the whole area would be flooded again.

The old man with white beard dragged the dragon out of the mountain, whipping it as he walked. The dragon started to spit out some water. They walked all the way to the East China Sea, and the dragon finally spit out all the water in its stomach.

The water that the big dragon spit out along the way formed the Huai River.

Zhou Xiang frowned. This legend didn't sound as real as the one the old lady told him.

Seeing that the customer was unmoved, the boss told two other incomplete legends. One was that Pangu created the world and his blood formed the Huai River, and the other was that Shennong's hometown was in Lishan at the southern foot of Tongbai Mountain.

Ling Ran thanked the boss, and the four of them went upstairs. Uncle Chen and his son went back to their room to rest.

Ling Ran pulled his pensive wife into their room, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Xiang sat down on the edge of the bed and raised his head. "Pangu is the creator god in mythology, and Shennong is the last of the five mythical clans. These legends are either myths or about cultivating immortals. The old man with white beard must also be an immortal, otherwise how could he subdue the giant dragon?"

"What did you think of?"

"I'm thinking of leek boxes, braised fish, and sweet and sour spareribs. After I climb Tongbai Mountain tomorrow, I'll hurry home!"