Chen Wenjun smiled vaguely and said, "I'll have to go back and tally it up to know for sure. I just got lucky this time getting my hands on an iron-hulled boat, and I figured I'd see how far I could take it. One run and I ended up here in Nangang."
Zheng Guoxing had a sudden flash of realization.
The Tanka people around here all lived on five-awning boats, and he had truly never seen anyone use an iron-hulled boat. Chen Wenjun certainly had skills.
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