Chapter 505: Wine and Food



"What wife? Who is it?" asked Mr. Lan.

This man was wearing a shabby grey coat with patches on it, and had a mouth full of yellow, uneven teeth. His eyes were rolling around, giving him a shifty look. The most offensive thing about him was not his bad breath, but his untrimmed nose hair and his unkempt face full of stubble. He was so thin that you could see the lines of his bones.

"He, he is the Lord of East Island, my husband, Mr. Zhou Bo." Song Bailu introduced awkwardly.

Following her introduction, Mr. Galan quickly said with an even more contrived and ugly expression, "Oh, I've heard of you for a long time! It turns out you are Mr. Zhou, no, you should be called King Zhou. Excuse me, I was just discussing with your wife whether we can do some trade business. I have no ill intentions."

"First, if you have business to do, you should talk to me. Since you know me, you deliberately go around me to do business. Isn't it obvious that you have some impure purpose? Second, I heard all the nonsense you just said clearly. Do you think I'm a fool?" I said, and then I whistled. Suddenly, Sanfu rushed over and scared the guy to the ground, shaking all over.

"Brother Zhou Bo, don't! I don't know what you heard, but he did just come to discuss business. His words may have been offensive, but his intentions were not impure. I was planning to explain this matter to you, but you never came, so I made the decision on my own. Let him go, and I promise there won't be a next time." Song Bailu said.

"Get out!" I yelled at Mr. Lan.

He immediately stood up in horror, and moved slowly and awkwardly away from Sanfu's sight, then ran for a while. However, when he was some distance away from me, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Fuck you! Why are you pretending? You dare to treat your grandfather like this today, you will definitely regret it, ha, Island Master? Do you think you are Huang Yaoshi? Idiot... Hahahaha!"

He was shouting, but he was just running and shouting, he was a coward and was trying to save face. In fact, it would be easy to teach him a lesson, but I wanted to see who the captain behind him was and what was going on with their ship. Not long after, I saw him sitting on a simple flying device. After a few clacking sounds of the huge engine, the guy drove the so-called "plane" that was so simple that it was unbelievable, flew a circle at a low altitude, raised his middle finger at me, and then flew away.

Judging from the sound, it was heading further west towards Xidao Island, which was also an unfamiliar area.

I glanced at Song Bailu, she lowered her head guiltily. I shook my head and went back to the village. She followed closely behind me, feeling uneasy all the way until we returned to the tree house where she lived. I saw a gold bar and a wooden box. I could vaguely see some colorful things inside, which should be some clothes.

"Oh, I was just planning to share some with my sisters, but you didn't come, so I forgot about it. You won't blame me, right?" Song Bailu asked.

There is also a sofa chair here. I'm afraid it's not something we have here. It was used by the so-called captain to bribe her. Since there is a sofa, I'll sit on it. It doesn't matter anyway.

"Song Bailu, how many things are you hiding from me? Just because I played for three days, are you really planning to travel around the world with those pirates?" I asked.

"No, no! I wouldn't dare to do that. You know me. You are the only one in my heart. I won't do such a dirty thing." Song Bailu said.

Thinking that her last words to Mr. Lan did show her loyalty, I decided to forgive her for now. Besides, I really need to learn more about this strange visitor from her. If I am too harsh on her now, it will be counterproductive and do more harm than good.

I stood up, waved to her, and patted the sofa. She seemed to understand and sat down timidly.

"Listen to me, Bailu, do you know why I am angry? Because these days, you didn't report to me at all about the uninvited guest named Mr. Lan. If I hadn't caught him red-handed, I might have been kept in the dark forever. Why do you think I handed this place over to you? Wasn't it trust? But what have you given me now?" I asked.

"But you also said that you would come every week, but obviously you broke your promise one week. I waited for you every day, but you broke the promise just because it was inconvenient. I don't know when I will wait for you next time. After all, you said that you would never break a promise, but you don't take me seriously." she said.

I held out my hand to her, and she carefully placed her hand on it. I gently held it to make her feel a little more at ease. Seeing her frown relax a little, I said, "Yes, I broke the contract, but I didn't tell you everything that happened because I was afraid you would worry. If you knew what happened, you wouldn't blame me like this."

"What happened?" she asked quickly.

"I heard that you brewed some wine. Pour some for me to try, and then make some food and we can talk while eating. Also, to compensate you, I will stay one more day this time. I have already told Yunwen and the others." I said.

She was immediately overjoyed and said quickly, "Okay, okay, I'll get ready right away and wait for you to tell me everything that happened."

Next, I, Song Bailu, started a new round of food preparation, and called a Kunk man to go to the cellar (the underground space where Fan Chong was originally imprisoned) to get a bottle of wine. This wine was brewed with the sprouts of tree melon, and it smelled strange. Then she used the small tripod to sprinkle dry ingredients and herbs, and then sliced ​​the tree melon, and put in some mushrooms, some bird eggs, and some meatballs. These meatballs were also bought from the market on the other side of our Longcheng, chopped up, and made into meatballs.

As for flour, rice, potatoes and the like, I would often bring some for her. In addition to putting the food ingredients for hot pot in the small pot, I also put a steamer in it, knead the flour, let it rest, and steam it in the steamer. At the other end, I would put on a bib made of the so-called special "Lingbu" and start frying potatoes and wild vegetables in an iron pan hanging on a rack.

For a moment, the whole house was filled with the aroma of endless food. It can be said that her cooking skills have not improved at all.

There were also some pickled vegetables she had made, all placed on some beautifully polished and cleaned stone plates. The arrangement was quite special, like a primitive man's meal, but with exquisite food that only modern people could enjoy, giving a sense of time travel.

She prepared a candlestick and lit it with mermaid cream, and the whole slightly gloomy first floor was suddenly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Then she scooped a bowl of soup and food in a stone bowl and placed it in front of me. Then she put the steamed buns on a small plate made of a special wicker basket and placed it in the middle. Together with stir-fried vegetables and pickles, it was basically her luxurious meal.

Almost every time I come, she makes preparations like this, but on weekdays, I guess she just gets by.

She prepared a cup for herself and me. It was a nice jade cup. I heard that she polished it herself when she was free. It was a little rough, but it had a unique flavor. I poured a cup of jackfruit wine into it, a green and yellow wine with a bitter taste.

So while eating steamed buns and drinking some wine, I told her about the mysterious cave incident that happened a month ago, and then about how the black stones hidden in my body had recently started to take effect again, and gave rise to a dark consciousness and a terrible personality, and how I had fought against it. I recounted to her all the things that happened.

She listened intently, occasionally responding and interrupting me twice. After I finished speaking, she said, "Black stone? I remember that after the cremation of the previous high priest, Fan Chong, a small black stone was left in his body. Is that what you are talking about?"

"That's right. At that time, I was thinking about Su Yuexi's life and death, so I had to swallow the stone. That's it." I said.

"Speaking of this, do you know why the man named Mr. Lan came to me specifically? They seemed to be collecting this kind of stone, calling it the Magic Stone. It is not an ordinary substance, but it must be produced by a kind of advanced creature. When they came to me, it was for the stone left after Fan Chong was cremated, so they used these gold and silver jewelry to exchange for the Magic Stone with me. Of course, this time they had another purpose..." she said.

The magic stone? Listening to him, I suddenly had an idea. I had one in my mind. I heard that there were often ships with axe and skull flags passing by, and Song Bailu had one here, so they came directly to Song Bailu. Then the Rat King cheated me of a magic stone, and now the three-day deadline has expired, and he refused to return it. Could it be...


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