"Last night, I really thought I was going to die. I didn't expect to be able to go home now..."
Overnight, these ordinary fishermen experienced two life-and-death dangers.
One was a natural disaster when a strong storm forced the fishing boat to capsize.
Another time was when Fang Haibin threw them into the sea.
They were all ordinary, honest people, how could they have experienced such a tragedy? After surviving the disaster, they rekindled their hope of returning home.
Almost everyone of them had tears in their eyes.
On the deck, fishermen were sitting together in groups of three or four, talking and chatting, but Su Luo could hear a gurgling sound from time to time.
This is my stomach protesting.
Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun sat together with their third uncle.
The ship now belonged to Su Luo, so she asked her uncle, "How long does it take to get to Zijiang Island from here?"
The Third Uncle calculated the distance and told Su Luo: "If we speed up, it will take two days."
"We can't go two days without food or water. All the people on this boat were blown away by the white dragon horse. Third Uncle, you should arrange for a few people to go to the kitchen and make something to fill everyone's stomachs."
Third Uncle looked at Su Luo in surprise!
Su Luo was frightened by such a look.
Is she wrong in saying this?
"What's your name, benefactor?"
"No need to worry about your surname being Su."
The Third Uncle said to Su Luo seriously, "Miss Su, it's not good for you to be so generous."
"Ah?" Su Luo was puzzled.
Third Uncle taught Su Luo earnestly, "Food is so important. Every grain is hard-earned. How can we just waste it? It's only two days. You can starve if you want. You won't die of starvation."
Su Luo asked the middle-aged man, who was called Uncle Tu.
Uncle Tu also taught Su Luo: "Girl, you should keep the food on this ship. How can we sail on the sea without food? Don't let us waste such good things."
Su Luo: "...Isn't it just a little food? You, go and cook enough for everyone on the ship."
Su Luo instructed Uncle Tu.
“This is too…”
"Go ahead." Su Luo waved her hand.
Uncle Tu glanced at his third uncle, he really couldn't make a decision.
Third Uncle smiled bitterly, "We owe you too much. We'll always find opportunities to repay you later. After a night like this, everyone's starving. Let's fill our stomachs first."
Uncle Tu led ten people to the kitchen of the Binhai.
"Oh my gosh! So much white flour!" Uncle Tu opened a bag and it was full of white flour. He opened another one and it was still white flour. His eyes lit up with excitement!
You know, they live far away from the inland, on the isolated Purple Pulp Island.
There is little land on the island and the soil is not suitable for farming. Only potatoes can be grown. White flour is rarely seen.
At this time, they almost drooled when they saw the white flour.
Of course, these white flours are all from the spiritual world. If they are taken to the lower world, they will also be very precious.
Uncle Tu came with ten people, and they all opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise, "We... can really eat such precious white flour? This is too extravagant, right?"
"How about we look for some potato nuggets?"
"But I've searched the entire storage compartment, and there aren't any potatoes at all."
"Then what should we do?" Everyone looked at Uncle Tu.
Uncle Tu was also very conflicted.
But when they looked up, everyone looked like they were swallowing hard and their stomachs were rumbling.
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