Chapter 472 Teach Me to Fish

Xiaojie still wanted to ask the big brother a lot of things, but he didn't want to disobey Mitt, so he was dragged away obediently.

what?

Big Brother is blinking.

Xiaojie tilted his head slightly, not knowing why his elder brother blinked, but felt that it was sending him some message.

Mitt was only focused on pulling Xiaojie back, without noticing Luo's blinking, and directly pulled Xiaojie to the back kitchen, where her mother was busy on the stove.

"Aunt Mitt, why did you take me away?" Xiaojie asked with his head raised.

"Do you believe in the saying that you can catch fish without bait?" Mit put his hands on his hips, leaned his face towards Xiaojie, and said seriously, "Stay away from such nonsense people from now on, you know!"

Oppressed by Mitt's aura, Xiaojie shrank his neck and said hesitantly, "But Big Brother doesn't seem to be lying."

"You know what."

Mityan gave Xiaojie a light punch and said, "Stay here and don't run around."

Saying that, without giving Xiaojie a chance to refute at all, he walked towards the door and continued to get busy.

In the outer hall, Luo looked at Mitte who came out of the back kitchen. The latter noticed his gaze and ignored him.

"what's the situation."

Luo Zhanger couldn't figure it out, so he launched an offensive against seafood fried rice.

Scoop up a mouthful and put it in your mouth. As soon as the tip of your tongue touches the rice grains and accessories, a burst of umami immediately explodes and fills the entire mouth.

"It tastes great."

Luo was stunned for a moment, never expecting that in a tavern in a place like Whale Island, someone could cook such delicious fried rice.

Coconut milk-wrapped rice has distinct grains, moderate softness and hardness, and its fire control can be called a master level.

Shrimp, squid, and clams, these ingredients are locally sourced and have a slightly sweet taste, but the essence of this fried rice is not these offshore ingredients, but...salt!

The extremely pure sea crystals and sea salt without artificial traces are the most important structure of this fried rice.

Luo took the rice with a big mouth,

It reminds me of Lin Nie's sea salt with all kinds of flavors.

Although the sea salt used in this fried rice is far inferior to the hundred-flavored salt specially made by Lin Nie, it has the most basic prototype.

After a while, Luo finished the fried rice, picked up the cup, and took a sip of the fruit wine. The taste wasn't bad, but that was it.

"Mite, give me another fried rice." Luo shouted to Mitte who was serving wine.

Mitt turned around and saw that the person calling her was Luo, his eyes froze. This young man who had never seen her before actually knew her name.

"Hold on."

She said calmly.

Luo nodded to her, and then leaned on his cheek, listening to the topic of chatting with the fishermen at the same table, talking around [Tide].

After listening for a while, Luo asked curiously, "Big brothers, what tides are you talking about? Is it a tsunami?"

There were six people crowded at the same table, all of whom were strong, dark-skinned, tall and thick, and smelled of alcohol.

A bearded man heard Luo's words, turned his head to look at him, and replied, "It's a wave more terrifying than a tsunami. If I want to use an adjective..."

Halfway through the speech, the bearded man stroked his chin, searching the few words in his head, trying to find a close adjective.

"Uh... overwhelming!"

After thinking for a moment, the bearded man said solemnly.

"Then how do you cover the land at sea?" The companion said lightly.

"Then tell me which adjective is more appropriate?" The bearded man glared at his companion.

"If you want me to say, it is as high as a cloud."

"No, no, it should be said that the waves are higher than the sky!"

"Nonsense, if the waves are higher than the sky, what about the clouds?"

Luo watched them chatting about this topic, and his head was full of black lines.

However, he somehow learned what a tide is from various descriptions. Simply put, it is a very terrifying tsunami, enough to swallow any ship on the sea level.

The tide cycle is once every ten years, and there are three waves in total. The low tide of the first wave is equivalent to an early warning. If you are lucky enough to escape the low tide, you can take the opportunity to catch a lot of rare seafood and strange creatures in the deep sea before the second wave hits.

Since it can only be roughly determined that the tide is once every ten years, there is no specific and accurate time, so every ten years will usher in the peak period of missing people going to sea.

By the way, Kim's father never came back after going to sea once.

Among the high-level ingredients, sea ingredients are the most rare. Many deep-sea creatures are not easy to catch. Even a powerful ocean hunter may not necessarily recognize all the creatures in the sea.

The ten-year tide is an opportunity to obtain high-grade deep-sea ingredients, and it is also an opportunity for many fishermen to make a fortune, but the risk is quite high.

Luo didn't interrupt anymore, and quietly listened to the bragging of several fishermen at the same table whose tongues were numb from drinking, and found it very interesting.

This is a group of ordinary people, but their experience of being employed in the sea is too much for ordinary people to talk about.

"Snapped."

The sound of the tray being placed on the table was Mitt bringing the second seafood fried rice to the table.

"Please enjoy."

Mitt said something, shook his head and left.

Luo scratched his cheek, sure that he didn't offend Mitt, thinking that this place really doesn't sell services.

Luo finished the second order of fried rice in two minutes, and then ordered another order.

An hour later, Luo's table was stacked high with dinner plates, and his extraordinary food intake and appetite attracted the attention of many people.

After eating, Luo didn't care at all, picked up the fishing rod, got up very calmly, and went to the counter to pay.

Mitt put away the money and suddenly asked, "How do you know my name?"

"Kim told me."

Luo smiled, turned and left without waiting for Mitt to react.

Hearing Jin's name, Mitt froze in place, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the black-haired young man had already left, and he stomped his feet angrily.

"He knows Kim?"

Mitte looked at the door of the tavern and gritted his teeth.

After stepping out of the tavern, Luo turned a corner, walked around to the back door of the tavern, and found a random place to sit on the floor.

After half an hour, Xiaojie came out from the back door and opened his mouth when he saw Luo Shi sitting on the ground.

When he was about to call out the three words "big brother", he saw Luo's index finger resting on the corner of his lips. He immediately covered his mouth with both hands, and then looked vigilantly into the room.

"What's your name?" Luo looked at Xiaojie who was coming, and asked knowingly.

If you call Xiaojie's name without asking, it will inevitably arouse vigilance, just like calling Mitt's name directly just now, which led to Mitt's doubts.

"My name is Xiaojie! How about you?"

Xiaojie looked at Luo, to be precise, at the fishing rod.

"Luo, you can call me Brother Luo."

Luo got up from the ground, and after a second thought, if Xiaojie was called brother, wouldn't he be a little shorter in seniority?

Thinking of this, he immediately changed his words: "No, you have to call me Boss Luo."

"Boss Luo!"

Xiaojie cried out obediently, then starlight appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Teach me how to fish!"

"follow me."

Luo laughed.