Chapter 130 3.52 Homecoming (1)

The night sky was clear and cloudless.

Two ships and a three-masted ship under Loki's command had sailed out of the Arctic Circle and arrived in the Norwegian Sea, not far from his hometown. All the members led by the leader returned to the ship safely, and they also "got" another Tang ship "Lizhi" for free. The Viking pirates who love ships like their lives are very excited at this time.

There is no sailing mission tonight. Loki ordered the ship to be docked on a windless sea surface so that all the crew members can rest for a day, have a full meal, and set off for home early tomorrow morning. The Viking crew drank the tea stored in the ship and carefully looked through the telescopes, compasses and silver coins that Old Walder picked up from the ships.

This is the rule passed down from ancient times by the Viking pirates. Those who go out for adventure must give a share to the guards who stay on the ship. Although Xiao Lu's fleet does not hide a huge amount of gold and silver like the Lindisfar Monastery. But the eight ships were thoroughly swept by Old Gore, and 60 gold pounds and about 300 silver coins were swept out.

The property was distributed to more than 50 Viking pirates who stayed on the ship, and each of them could get a considerable amount of money. Although they could not wear gold and silver, it was more than enough to upgrade their own Kahon at home, build a set of armor, and buy a few livestock for their family.

The person who gained the most was Old Gore. His face was flushed, and he first took out the huge dog-headed human staff, and then took off the scorpion wrist guard on his wrist.

Finally, he took out a heavy colorful mask from his arms! The three trophies were all taken from the gold mountain on the "Egyptian Plate" in the black pyramid.

"Roar! Look, let me see them all!" Old Gore grabbed a pot of strong liquor and gulped it down. The fine wine brewed by the Tang people poured into his mouth was no different from the crude beer. With a flushed face, he jumped onto the table with a thud, widened his eyes and began to brag to everyone around him.

"This trip, I've learned a lot! Oh, you didn't see the pyramid inside the monster, that's more than a dozen gold mountains! Old Gore has never seen such a scene in his life! There are so many gold coins that they can bury Hanshui Village!"

"My father once taught me that for any silver, I should take the biggest and heaviest ones! Hehe, I just picked up these few things from the gold mountain. You ask me why I only take so little, haha! Try to lift it! Do you really think gold is broken copper and rotten iron?!"

The two Viking warriors beside him stretched out a hand to grab the dog-headed human scepter and found that it was surprisingly heavy. Old Gore was complacent, and it was not their fault. Most Viking pirates have never seen a few pieces of gold in their lives.

They have never even heard of a scepter made of pure gold.

Everyone looked at Old Gore with envy. Getting gold is one thing, but the pirates envy his adventures in the past few days. Others occupied the land, but our leader Loki actually "created" an island! In this adventurous age without TV, Internet, or radio, even the bards could not make up such a thrilling adventure story.

"Cheers to our great leader Loki!"

"Cheers!"

Gulp, gulp, the alcohol concentration of the mellow wine brewed by the Tang people is much purer than the beer that the Vikings often drink. It didn't take long for everyone's faces to be a little drunk. Several capable men carried out wooden boxes full of silver coins, and gave each brother 6 silver coins and 1 gold pound. The remaining more than ten gold pounds and three silver swords, Old Gore planned to use the oldest skill of the Vikings: wrestling, to decide the winner.

"After 10 minutes! Those who can still stand on the floor will get money! Those who are unfortunately lying down, haha, we'll talk about it next time!"

"Let the battle begin!" Old Gore drank the liquor in the bottle in one gulp, jumped off the round table with a thud, and raised his fist to hit the cheek of his teammates beside him. Bang, bang, bang, a fist-to-flesh fight mixed with laughter began.

At the bottom of the cabin, Loki heard the noisy sound coming from above his head and shook his head helplessly. It is a tradition of the Vikings to fight with fists at any time. They do not think that they are beating their friends, but regard this activity as a wonderful performance dedicated to the gods in the Hall of Valor.

The harder they fight, the happier the gods in the sky are, and the happier both sides are.

"Damn it, it starts again. Let's ignore it and continue to cook our dishes."

Loki was teaching Aunt Fafner new cooking skills in the kitchen at this time. He grabbed a handful of shiny powder and held it in front of Aunt Fafner.

"Old sister, this is called sucrose!"

There was no condiment called "white sugar" in the Middle Ages. The only way for the ancients to make sugar was to squeeze the juice of sugarcane and beets, boil it in a big pot, and boil it until it was sticky or crystallized. During the cooking process, the sugar will inevitably color and burn after being heated.

Therefore, most of the brown sugar made by the ancient method is black in color and has a faint burnt taste. But even this kind of sugar was a rare luxury in the Middle Ages. (About 100 kilograms of sugarcane can produce 3 kilograms of ancient brown sugar.) Perhaps only the Tang people in the world could put this kind of product on the tables of ordinary people.

Therefore, only the wealthy Tang people could invent the "extremely luxurious" cooking method of "red stewing".

"Mix the oil and sugar and heat them. When the brown sugar melts, we can put the fish in." After saying this, Loki threw several large fish into the pot. With a loud sizzling sound, the hot oil mixture began to jump violently, and Aunt Fafner pushed back uncontrollably. Seeing this scene, Loki remembered the first time he cooked in his previous life.

"It's okay, old sister. Chef Mao is afraid of strong fire, just cook it a few more times."

There was no onion or ginger in the boat, so he poured in some white wine, and the hot flames began to rise in the pot. After covering the pot and extinguishing the flames, Loki poured in the soy sauce that had been frozen in the boat for 50 years. The smell of braised fish began to permeate the room. This is a fragrance that the Vikings have never smelled before.

This fragrance is called "civilization."

"All the hard work is done. Now just add water and stew it like we usually cook fish. When the soup is almost dry, we can take it out of the pot."

"Next, you will make 'rice'. I taught you once yesterday. You should remember it today."

"I remember it, but I..."

"But what but? If you are afraid that it will burn, just turn down the fire! We can't make this at the beginning, but we will do it after doing it a few times!"

After working in the kitchen, Loki washed his hands with clean water in the basin, walked out of the room and went to the warehouse not far from the kitchen. This was originally a place for storing bacon and firewood in the three-masted ship. Now it has been cleaned up by Loki and used as a warm cabin.

This is the most comfortable cabin in the three-masted ship.

Yum has been lying in it for the past few days.