Insufficient balance

  "My god, this foreigner is also wearing a military uniform, and that Chinese person is dressed in Qing dynasty attire. Did they rescue two actors? The foreign actor looks a bit like Russell Crowe, but with a thinner face. Who does the Chinese person look like?" Liu Xiangyang thought to himself as he swam towards the fishing boat, occasionally turning his head to glance at the foreigner with a big beard following him.

  3 people in a cradle, after struggling, finally returned safely to the deck of the fishing boat. The Yellow Sea was still very cold in April, Liu Xiangyang dragged and pulled 2 adults and 1 cradle into the driving cabin, already frozen stiff all over.

  A bearded foreigner entered the room and fell to the ground, motionless. The Qing dynasty braid man was also frozen stiff, but seemed quite spirited, constantly staring at Liu Xiangyang's buttocks from left to right. At first, Liu Xiangyang didn't notice, turned up the air conditioner temperature, made a pot of hot tea, and drank a few mouthfuls before realizing that the braided man was looking at his own buttocks, couldn't help but feel a little strange, could it be that even when people are about to die, they can't stop their lust?

  "It's not cold, let's have a warm cup of tea to warm up. Take off your clothes and I'll find you something dry to change into. Can you help me see if he's okay? I'm exhausted, but don't worry, I'll get some food ready for you guys in a bit." Liu Xiangyang sat on the chair panting heavily, the tens of meters of swimming and climbing had already exceeded his physical limits.

  "Third... Third Master, Mr. David seems to have fainted away, he hasn't eaten anything for a day, and his things are all fed to his son." The braided man squatted beside the old foreigner, feeling his pulse, and replied.

  "Third Master?" Liu Xiangyang was a bit puzzled by this title, but the old foreigner had passed out and didn't have time to ask about it. He quickly pulled himself together and, along with the braided man, dragged the old foreigner to the rear cabin, stripped off his wet clothes, and threw him onto the bed, covering him with a quilt. Then he opened up the cradle covered in a pile of tattered blankets and found inside a baby, who looked over a year old, staring at him with two big green eyes.

  "For crying out loud, just look at you! I'm still the one who has to get food for you, it's exhausting me to death!" Liu Xiangyang muttered as he ran into the kitchen, took out a can of milk powder, mixed a thick and creamy bowl, set it aside to cool, then prepared several packages of instant noodles, didn't even bother to cook them, just put them in a pot with hot water, covered it with a lid, and that was lunch.

  In the driving cabin of the fishing boat, Liu Xiangyang sat on a chair, watching as the braided boy devoured the second pot of instant noodles, leaving not a single grain behind. Two pots of instant noodles, 12 packets in total, and he had only eaten two packets himself, while the rest all went into the braided boy's stomach. On the driving platform, there was also a cradle, where the big-bearded man's son had finished drinking a large bowl of milk and fallen asleep.

  "I say, big brother, what kind of film are you guys shooting? How did it end up like this?" Liu Xiangyang asked after watching the ponytailed man finish his last sip of soup.

  "Third... Third Master, I'm Da Gui. Don't you recognize me?" The braided man heard Liu Xiangyang speak and quickly stood up, saying with a half-bow.

  "Third Master? Are you calling me? I really don't recognize you?" Liu Xiangyang only then realized that the braided man had been calling him Third Master all along, and seemed to know him.

  "Actually, I wasn't sure if you were the young master when I saw you earlier, but after seeing the two birthmarks on your body, I confirmed that you are indeed the third young master. I am Da Gui, and you should recognize me as an old servant of the family. You are the third son of the old master, there's no mistake. Please don't make it difficult for me." The man with the braids replied, half-bowing his waist.

  "This thing is a bit problematic, I don't know him, he confirms that he knows me, even the two birthmarks on my butt and lower back he recognizes, it's like a ghost. I'll listen to what he has to say first, endure... endure... Listen more and speak less is definitely not wrong." Liu Xiangyang was silent for several minutes, his mind turned hundreds of times, but still couldn't figure out the various things that had happened today, finally making up his mind to listen to what the other person had to say.

  "I woke up today to find that many things were not right, you said you knew me, but I couldn't remember you. Then tell me about the cause and effect, tell me who I am, and how did you end up in the sea?"

  The wind has picked up at sea, and the sky is already approaching dusk. The bright red sun is slowly setting into the water. Liu Xiangyang stands at the door of the driver's cabin, smoking a cigarette, facing the wind, looking very cool, but his heart is in turmoil.

  After several hours of conversation, the man with braids claimed to be called Liu Dagui, a long follower of Liu Mian, the third son of Taiwan Governor Liu Mingchuan. Last year, Liu Mingchuan went to Taiwan as governor, but Liu Mian stayed in Beijing until this year when he decided to go to Taiwan to find his father. He took a British troop transport ship in Zhejiang and encountered a storm in northern Taiwan, resulting in the sinking of the ship.

  Due to the storm coming particularly quickly, the people on the ship did not have time to react and the ship sank. Only at that time, the big deputy David who was hugging his son on the deck to catch a breath and this Liu Da Gui barely escaped, hugging a board and drifting for half a night until they met Liu Xiangyang and were rescued.

  According to Da Gui's explanation, he called Liu Xiangyang "Third Master" because Liu Xiangyang looked exactly like the Third Master, and his age also matched. Although he no longer had a braid, when he saw the birthmark on his buttocks and waist, this servant who had grown up with Liu Ye confirmed that this person was indeed the Third Master. This idea was basically confirmed by Comrade Liu Xiangyang, because after listening to this, Old Liu immediately ran to the bathroom to take a look in the mirror. The person in the mirror was someone Liu Xiangyang had never seen before. Old Liu himself was almost 40 years old, tall and big, a typical northerner, but the person in the mirror had a high school student's face, with small eyes and a high nose bridge. Except for being about the same height, he didn't look like Liu Xiangyang at all.

  Facing the mirror, turning left and right, frowning and winking for a few minutes, Liu Xiangyang lowered his not-so-noble head to fate, he might have crossed over, of course, it's not 100% certain yet, but basically it's already a done deal, even his appearance has changed, Old Sun and the others are also missing, besides crossing over there's no other explanation.

  Braided man Liu Changgui had been struggling in the sea for half a night, exhausted physically and mentally. As he spoke, he fell asleep on the table. Liu Xiangyang didn't wake him up, but instead went out of the driver's cabin, smoking and thinking about what to do next. No matter where he crossed over to, he had to make a living. Having seen so many people who had crossed over and become successful, crossing over was like winning the lottery.

  First, if time-traveling is possible, then I have traveled to the Qing Dynasty. This man with a queue knows that I have traveled through time, but it's not clear what year I've arrived in. However, I've heard of Liu Mingchuan and seen his statue and biography when I visited Taiwan. At the time, I didn't pay much attention, but I remember he was someone who drove the French out of Taiwan and built railways and schools there. He seems like a decent person, so it's not too bad if I become his third son.

  Secondly, as the third young master of the provincial governor, he should be considered the son of the provincial governor. This starting point for crossing over is still relatively high. However, he really doesn't have much systematic understanding of history. The historical knowledge learned in school was almost all returned to the teacher, and some major historical events were known, but the specific year they occurred couldn't be remembered. Having crossed over into an era that is roughly understood yet not entirely clear, are there any opportunities for fun and games?

  Finally, in his current state, would Liu Xunbu recognize himself? He had to come up with a lie, but how could he make this lie more convincing?

  With these few points in mind, Liu Xiangyang smoked half a pack of cigarettes and blew the sea breeze for an hour, finally feeling something - his stomach was hungry!

  Once someone has something to worry about, their appetite isn't very good. Liu Xiangyang also didn't feel like cooking, so he made a big pot of instant noodles. Anyway, he himself doesn't have much interest in eating. As for those two Qing dynasty goods, they can just secretly enjoy the fact that they get to eat instant noodles.

  Wake up Liu Dagui, who was sleeping on the table in a daze, and let him go to the cabin to call the British deputy captain to eat. As a result, Liu Dagui rubbed his eyes and went for half a day, but came back with a sad face to tell Liu Xiangyang that the big-bearded David had a high fever, his whole body was hot, and it seemed that he was in danger of not making it.