I was forced to be the captain of the ghost ship by mistake
Chapter 331 The style of a bowl of rye porridge
Chapter 331 The style of a bowl of rye porridge
The old man's name is Pamir, with a strong local accent, Tu Fu repeated it three times before he could hear the pronunciation clearly.
He is a native resident of Puglia Island, which is located in the Mad Sea. He has never left this island in his life, so even if he dies, he must die in his homeland.
This is called returning the soul to the hometown, and it is a custom on the island.
The old man's life was so ordinary that he couldn't even pick out one thing worth boasting about. He lived an ordinary life and lived hard as an ordinary person.
Then Happiness will see the bloodline passed on to the next generation, which is his greatest expectation.
Compared with Tufu's legendary experience, Pamir is just like most ordinary people.
Perhaps this is the original meaning of human beings, living for the sake of living itself, not for anything other than living.
Until the "hoarfrost" comes,
Only then did he completely ruin his life, his life, wealth, and belief.
Seeing the tangled expression on Tu Fu's face, the old man looked carefully: "My child, what are you doing here? Now is not a good time."
"Because something happened, I drifted here after being caught in a shipwreck. It's a pity. I didn't expect such a thing to happen on this island. I won't disturb you for too long. As long as I find a suitable opportunity, I will leave immediately.
If you want to go then, I will take you with me. "
Tu Fu opened his mouth to talk nonsense, but he didn't continue this topic.
Conversations with strangers, no matter what, are best left to the end.
"Cuckoo~"
It was also at this time that his stomach growled inappropriately.
After the nervousness just now, a sense of weakness struck. Tu Fu, who hadn't eaten normally for ten days, even though his spirit could bear it, his body kept protesting.
At such a short distance, old man Pamir naturally heard it too, and he took out a bag from the box behind him,
After the rope is untied, it is wrapped with black rye,
"Son, you've been starving all the way here. People in Puglia took all the food they had at home when they left, and the plants in the terrible wind and frost rice fields withered. I still have a little food here. I wanted to leave it to family……
Forget it... You will fill your stomach first. "
Tu Fu was silent for a moment. Although the matter of "Bai Shuang" had nothing to do with him, it was not his subjective wish.
But he has been keeping the important news of the sudden death of the old man Pamir's family, which has already made him feel very disturbed.
His sense of morality made him want to reject this food, but the physical protest made him unable to open his mouth.
But until the end, Tu Fu didn't make a sound. He sat quietly in the room and nodded, watching the old man cook all the little food he had in the pot.
The grainy rye and clear water are boiled together, a cooking method that is so simple that there is no aesthetic feeling.
goo goo goo...
Smoke rose again from the chimney.
The black pot looks like it hasn’t been cleaned for a long time. The main ingredient is the cheapest common rye, with a spoonful of water that has been left for an unknown amount of time. It was cooked by Mr. Pamir with the most primitive cooking method.
What finally appeared in front of my eyes was a bowl of black and viscous stuff.
Tu Fu probably wouldn't even look at this kind of food in the past. He hasn't eaten such food for a long time.
Even when Liz first boarded at Winster's house, no matter how poor the family's financial situation was, Aunt Anfeier always provided the two children with delicious food.
Not to mention that he went to Göttinghagen later, and was used to seeing all kinds of delicacies when he went out to sea, so his appetite has long been cultivated.
But after these years of starvation that are worse than death,
Not to mention such a bowl of porridge, even if there are mice, he will not hesitate to catch them and eat them alive.
Tu Fu carefully took the bowl and spoon, and the bowl of rye porridge cooked by the old man had no color, smell or taste.
This simple action made his palms tremble slightly, and the complicated mood of being hungry for a long time made him want to say too much, all of which he swallowed with the bowl of rye porridge.
Without any hesitation, Tu Fu quickly poured the food into his mouth.
The mellow aroma of barley exploded in the mouth, and even the clear water was covered with the aroma of barley.
When Tu Fu tasted it, tears fell into it. He almost buried his whole face in the bowl, not letting the old man see the expression on his face.
People who are about to starve to death have no sense of eating, and they have no benevolence or righteousness to speak of.
If there is any kindness, I will repay it later.
"Guru~"
About two-thirds of the time after eating the bowl of rye porridge, Tu Fu suddenly stopped thinking about etiquette, so he quickly put down the bowl,
"Excuse me, old man, you can also eat together."
"No, no, I really don't have an appetite when something like this happens, you can eat it all."
Grandpa Pamir shook his head and sighed, "I can see that you are starving, the feeling of being hungry is not good.
My child, I guess you must have worked hard to get to Puglia, and whatever important business you have has nothing to do with me.
It's really impolite for a host to entertain you with such things, how can you grab something from a guest's bowl now. "
Although Tu Fu still felt hungry, he pushed the bowl over.
"Old man, I'll find a way to take you away after I've dealt with the matter here. I'll treat you to dinner then, and I'll take you to eat whatever you want."
Tu Fu made a solemn promise, which is also the best reward for those trapped on this island.
The old man didn't speak but smiled, as if he didn't care about it.
After solving the urgent task, Tu Fu didn't go directly to the depths of the mist, and decided to rest at his house for a while under the persuasion of Mr. Pamir.
Traveling between the spirit world and the ghost ship for several days in a row exhausted his physical strength, and the death from previous injuries made Tu Fu overwhelmed.
Now is the most important thing, and we have to wait until the spirit recovers.
"It's almost there, just find the 'Santa Maria' and find a way to activate it, and then hide it forever in uninhabited sea areas,
Even 'hoarfrost' is no big deal. "
Tu Fu thought about the solution in his mind, and the matter of manipulating the ghost ship must be solved.
By controlling the harm within a controllable range, he will be able to continue traveling around the world with peace of mind in the future.
As soon as the two-year period of the kingdom is over, he will go back immediately. The people of Baia worship him and admire him. No matter what time he is the Tuf Capet that everyone likes and everyone loves,
Still enjoying the treatment of various titles and honors.
Thinking of the beautiful life in the future, Tu Fu became more and more excited as he thought about it, he almost forgot about being hungry.
"Sophie, wait for me, you won't be disappointed. After I go back, I will show my card to Uncle Ethan and Aunt Anfeier, I think they will understand.
What kind of rhetoric should I use, there is true love between us, this rhetoric seems too old-fashioned.
Sophie and I have made a private decision for life, so I will be responsible for her, which seems not bad..."
In the daze of thinking about such troublesome things, heavy drowsiness struck.
The exhaustion of many days finally broke out at this moment, Tu Fu leaned against the wall and fell into a deep sleep,
My head is full of sweet dreams.
……
The next day, when Tu Fu woke up,
The dream is broken.
Father Pamir died, he committed suicide.
I don't know if I feel alone and helpless here, or I already know the truth about the sudden death of my family members, anyway, I am already an old man who has half of his body buried in the ground.
After experiencing such a blow, I think there is no hope for this world anymore.
In the end, the corpse is left in the hometown, and the soul returns to the hometown.
(End of this chapter)
The old man's name is Pamir, with a strong local accent, Tu Fu repeated it three times before he could hear the pronunciation clearly.
He is a native resident of Puglia Island, which is located in the Mad Sea. He has never left this island in his life, so even if he dies, he must die in his homeland.
This is called returning the soul to the hometown, and it is a custom on the island.
The old man's life was so ordinary that he couldn't even pick out one thing worth boasting about. He lived an ordinary life and lived hard as an ordinary person.
Then Happiness will see the bloodline passed on to the next generation, which is his greatest expectation.
Compared with Tufu's legendary experience, Pamir is just like most ordinary people.
Perhaps this is the original meaning of human beings, living for the sake of living itself, not for anything other than living.
Until the "hoarfrost" comes,
Only then did he completely ruin his life, his life, wealth, and belief.
Seeing the tangled expression on Tu Fu's face, the old man looked carefully: "My child, what are you doing here? Now is not a good time."
"Because something happened, I drifted here after being caught in a shipwreck. It's a pity. I didn't expect such a thing to happen on this island. I won't disturb you for too long. As long as I find a suitable opportunity, I will leave immediately.
If you want to go then, I will take you with me. "
Tu Fu opened his mouth to talk nonsense, but he didn't continue this topic.
Conversations with strangers, no matter what, are best left to the end.
"Cuckoo~"
It was also at this time that his stomach growled inappropriately.
After the nervousness just now, a sense of weakness struck. Tu Fu, who hadn't eaten normally for ten days, even though his spirit could bear it, his body kept protesting.
At such a short distance, old man Pamir naturally heard it too, and he took out a bag from the box behind him,
After the rope is untied, it is wrapped with black rye,
"Son, you've been starving all the way here. People in Puglia took all the food they had at home when they left, and the plants in the terrible wind and frost rice fields withered. I still have a little food here. I wanted to leave it to family……
Forget it... You will fill your stomach first. "
Tu Fu was silent for a moment. Although the matter of "Bai Shuang" had nothing to do with him, it was not his subjective wish.
But he has been keeping the important news of the sudden death of the old man Pamir's family, which has already made him feel very disturbed.
His sense of morality made him want to reject this food, but the physical protest made him unable to open his mouth.
But until the end, Tu Fu didn't make a sound. He sat quietly in the room and nodded, watching the old man cook all the little food he had in the pot.
The grainy rye and clear water are boiled together, a cooking method that is so simple that there is no aesthetic feeling.
goo goo goo...
Smoke rose again from the chimney.
The black pot looks like it hasn’t been cleaned for a long time. The main ingredient is the cheapest common rye, with a spoonful of water that has been left for an unknown amount of time. It was cooked by Mr. Pamir with the most primitive cooking method.
What finally appeared in front of my eyes was a bowl of black and viscous stuff.
Tu Fu probably wouldn't even look at this kind of food in the past. He hasn't eaten such food for a long time.
Even when Liz first boarded at Winster's house, no matter how poor the family's financial situation was, Aunt Anfeier always provided the two children with delicious food.
Not to mention that he went to Göttinghagen later, and was used to seeing all kinds of delicacies when he went out to sea, so his appetite has long been cultivated.
But after these years of starvation that are worse than death,
Not to mention such a bowl of porridge, even if there are mice, he will not hesitate to catch them and eat them alive.
Tu Fu carefully took the bowl and spoon, and the bowl of rye porridge cooked by the old man had no color, smell or taste.
This simple action made his palms tremble slightly, and the complicated mood of being hungry for a long time made him want to say too much, all of which he swallowed with the bowl of rye porridge.
Without any hesitation, Tu Fu quickly poured the food into his mouth.
The mellow aroma of barley exploded in the mouth, and even the clear water was covered with the aroma of barley.
When Tu Fu tasted it, tears fell into it. He almost buried his whole face in the bowl, not letting the old man see the expression on his face.
People who are about to starve to death have no sense of eating, and they have no benevolence or righteousness to speak of.
If there is any kindness, I will repay it later.
"Guru~"
About two-thirds of the time after eating the bowl of rye porridge, Tu Fu suddenly stopped thinking about etiquette, so he quickly put down the bowl,
"Excuse me, old man, you can also eat together."
"No, no, I really don't have an appetite when something like this happens, you can eat it all."
Grandpa Pamir shook his head and sighed, "I can see that you are starving, the feeling of being hungry is not good.
My child, I guess you must have worked hard to get to Puglia, and whatever important business you have has nothing to do with me.
It's really impolite for a host to entertain you with such things, how can you grab something from a guest's bowl now. "
Although Tu Fu still felt hungry, he pushed the bowl over.
"Old man, I'll find a way to take you away after I've dealt with the matter here. I'll treat you to dinner then, and I'll take you to eat whatever you want."
Tu Fu made a solemn promise, which is also the best reward for those trapped on this island.
The old man didn't speak but smiled, as if he didn't care about it.
After solving the urgent task, Tu Fu didn't go directly to the depths of the mist, and decided to rest at his house for a while under the persuasion of Mr. Pamir.
Traveling between the spirit world and the ghost ship for several days in a row exhausted his physical strength, and the death from previous injuries made Tu Fu overwhelmed.
Now is the most important thing, and we have to wait until the spirit recovers.
"It's almost there, just find the 'Santa Maria' and find a way to activate it, and then hide it forever in uninhabited sea areas,
Even 'hoarfrost' is no big deal. "
Tu Fu thought about the solution in his mind, and the matter of manipulating the ghost ship must be solved.
By controlling the harm within a controllable range, he will be able to continue traveling around the world with peace of mind in the future.
As soon as the two-year period of the kingdom is over, he will go back immediately. The people of Baia worship him and admire him. No matter what time he is the Tuf Capet that everyone likes and everyone loves,
Still enjoying the treatment of various titles and honors.
Thinking of the beautiful life in the future, Tu Fu became more and more excited as he thought about it, he almost forgot about being hungry.
"Sophie, wait for me, you won't be disappointed. After I go back, I will show my card to Uncle Ethan and Aunt Anfeier, I think they will understand.
What kind of rhetoric should I use, there is true love between us, this rhetoric seems too old-fashioned.
Sophie and I have made a private decision for life, so I will be responsible for her, which seems not bad..."
In the daze of thinking about such troublesome things, heavy drowsiness struck.
The exhaustion of many days finally broke out at this moment, Tu Fu leaned against the wall and fell into a deep sleep,
My head is full of sweet dreams.
……
The next day, when Tu Fu woke up,
The dream is broken.
Father Pamir died, he committed suicide.
I don't know if I feel alone and helpless here, or I already know the truth about the sudden death of my family members, anyway, I am already an old man who has half of his body buried in the ground.
After experiencing such a blow, I think there is no hope for this world anymore.
In the end, the corpse is left in the hometown, and the soul returns to the hometown.
(End of this chapter)
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