"Hey, girls, do you want a bowl of fish soup?" Captain Jack put his head into the cabin and tilted the pipe in his mouth. "A lucky guy caught a large blacktail trout just now."
"Thank you," Tilly Wimbledon nodded, "We'll be right over here."
"It's fish soup again," Ashes sighed after the captain left, "Where is this fishy and tasteless thing so good?"
"You can add more salt to the bowl," He Feng said with a light smile. "Pepper is fine, but it's more expensive, so I'm afraid Mr. Jack won't let you."
"Don't put anything, the soup will be close to the original taste, and it will test the quality of the food itself," Andrea smoothed her pale blonde hair gracefully, "Lord Tilly, let's go to the captain's room. "
"As long as it's hot," the shortest Sha Wei muttered, "my toes are freezing."
A group of people climbed the stairs and climbed to the stern from the bilge of the Pretty Beauty. Jack One Eye was standing by the porthole, looking at the rolling white trails behind the ship.
"Why is this damn weather so cold all of a sudden?" He exhaled a round of smoke rings, "Three gods are on top, it's only Zhongqiu now."
"Maybe the gods fell asleep?" Ashes shrugged.
"Bah, you can't say such things at sea," Captain Jack grinned. "The god of the sea will always stare at us." Stomach down."
In order to enjoy warm food in the captain's room, he did not hesitate to cut a big hole in the floor, put the brazier in the center of the hole, and fill the surrounding area with sea sand to insulate the ship so as not to ignite the entire ship.
A large pot of fish soup was bubbling and bubbling on the brazier, making a rumbling sound, and the fragrance overflowed the whole room.
The six people took off their shoes and sat around the brazier, burying their feet in the warm fine sand, allowing their cold toes to fully touch the gravel, enjoying the warmth of the charcoal fire.
Tilly took the fish soup handed over by the captain and blew lightly. The steaming noodle soup was different from the milky white soup made from blacktail. A sparkling sheen.
Seeing the occasional bits of green and white appearing in the soup, she knew that the old captain had taken out all the cargo at the bottom of the box. The ship was sailing for several months at every turn, making it difficult for the crew to eat fresh vegetables and fruits. These tender green onions were obviously preserved by him with ice salt. The fragrant green onions neutralized the fishy smell of the fish itself. With ginger slices and a little ale, the rest was rich and mellow.
Tilly slowly drank the fish soup, and when she was about to burn her tongue, she paused for a moment and let out a few breaths. She could clearly feel every small sip, and the soup that she drank was like a warm current, flowing down her throat all the way to her stomach, making her stomach warm.
The chill quickly subsided, and she even felt her body warm up slightly.
"Try adding some peppers," Jack pointed to the crock pot next to the brazier. "The taste will be more special, and it will be especially effective at warding off the cold. It's even more effective than wine."
"Although the original taste is the true meaning of food, I have to say that these ingredients are added just right, and the taste is not bad at all," Andrea praised.
"Aren't you going to drink?" Tilly looked at Ashes.
The latter waved his hand, "Forget it, I really can't stand the fishy smell of sea fish."
At the beginning, Tilly could not accept the habit of the people of the fjords who love fish … But after forcing herself to eat it a few times at the official banquet, she found that the taste was not bad. Once she was familiar with the fishy smell of the sea, it could further bring out the deliciousness of the food itself. Like dried fish, grilled cuttlefish, and even fried stinky fish, she can slowly try it now.
"Our Lady Ashes has been fed up by the brutal cooking methods of Border Town," Andrea covered her mouth and said, "It's a pity, not only did she lose her ability to distinguish delicious food from being full of spices and refined salt, it seems now, Not even courage is left."
"What did you say?" Ashes glared at each other.
"Why, isn't that the case?" Andrea let out a series of laughter, "Just a little fishy smell makes you shy away, and you are self-willed like a little girl, how can you expect you to stand up when Lord Tilly needs it out?"
"I see... It seems that you really want to provoke me to fight with you," Ash's tone suddenly calmed down, "Give it up, Border Town has a terrifying weapon that is much more powerful than your arrows. Even if In this way, I still won the competition. So if you want to take away the seat of Lord Tilly's bodyguard from me, you have to practice for a few more years..." She paused, "It might take a lifetime to practice."
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Ashes raised the corners of his mouth, "In addition, the food invented by His Royal Highness Roland is not only the superposition of spices and refined salt, you will understand when you taste it. But remember not to drip the overflowing saliva on your clothes, Sir Tilly will throw it away. I can't afford this face."
"Nonsense, that's you!"
Tilly couldn't help laughing out loud. The two were the most powerful witches on Sleeping Island, and they often fought hard over who was the strongest, but she knew that whether it was Ashes or Andrea, they were both. Is his best man. When danger comes, they will fight side by side without hesitation, and work together to build the impregnable walls of Sleeping Island.
The quarrel between the two made the atmosphere in the room lively. Seeing this scene, Tilly couldn't help thinking of the five witches sent to Border Town. I wonder if they were still doing well in her brother's territory
At this moment, the Pretty Beauty suddenly shook violently without warning.
"Be careful!" Ashes pulled the fifth princess away, the iron pot on the brazier was overturned to the ground, the soup water extinguished the charcoal fire, and fish and meat fell all over the floor.
Then a high-pitched whistle sounded from outside the cabin.
"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"
A sailor rushed into the captain's room and shouted in shock, "Mr. Captain, here comes the mutant sea ghost! More than one!"
Sea Ghost... Isn't that another name for Evil Beast? Tilly was stunned, how could they come to this place
The group ran out of the poop, and saw more than a dozen fish-body and crab-legged monsters on the deck, and some were climbing onto the Pretty Beauty from both sides of the ship's chord. They move swiftly, with six feet that move like a giant cockroach; the humanoid arms waving on either side of their heads are so powerful that they can snap a sailor's neck.
"Since you don't want to fight, let's compare," Andrea snapped her fingers, a golden light emerged from her fingers, turned into a bow, and was firmly held in her hand, "Who killed the monster? More, who is the most powerful one."
"It doesn't matter," Ash drew the peculiarly shaped greatsword from behind, "I'm up.".
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