Pirate's Ripple Admiral

Chapter 84

“Well, Oz, I’ve drunk the wine, I’m leaving. The main purpose of my visit to this island this time is for the pirates who are offering high rewards, so don’t worry that I will snatch your treasure. I will stay on the island during this time. If you want to drink, come to me at any time.”

“If you want to fight, look for those pirates. Fighting is easy to get hungry.”

Yemengade laughed loudly.

After speaking, Oz didn’t wait for little Oz to reply, jumped, straddling hundreds of meters of the sea, landed easily on the pier, flashed again, and disappeared.

After a few flashes, Yemengade had already appeared in the town of Tahiti. After the initial panic, the town resumed its old habits.

He seemed to be a little accustomed to the pirates and bounty hunters who came and went.

The pirate and the bounty hunter were involved in each other and unexpectedly reached a fragile balance.

Although fighting incidents still occur from time to time.

Walking on the streets of the small town, the air is full of the mellowness of time.

The closer you are to the center of the town, the stronger the aroma of the wine makes you intoxicated. The characteristic of the town is the fruit wine made from Yamanaka, a kind of wild fruit.

Almost every household in the town has their own wine, so that the town is full of wine all the year round.

The scent of wine in the air, with a hint of misty scent, although there is no wildness of giants, the mellow scent of wine, along the nose, invades all the way, and then permeates the whole body, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

But at this time, Yemengade didn’t have the interest of going to the tavern to taste a glass of fruit wine.

The little Oz brought out from his hometown, is a Barceló rum crafted in Elbaf, selected the best sugar cane on the island, plus a special honey ingredient specially made by the giants, after five steaming five The premium rum is brewed, with a mellow taste and a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

If it weren’t for the strength of Yemengade and the recognition of Oz, he wouldn’t be able to drink this kind of craftsmanship unique to the giants.

So although the town’s fruit wine tastes very good, Yemenjia is unwilling to let the sweetness of the fruit wine dilute the sweetness of Barcelo in the mouth.

On the street, from time to time, a group of drunk drunkard pirates or bounty hunters walked by, drunk, dreaming, and drunk today. This is the true portrayal of this group of people.

“Fight, fight, kill me this wild species!”

Suddenly, there were waves of children’s noise in my ears, accompanied by waves of punches and kicks.

Seeing, hearing, seeing and seeing made his expression move, Yemengade turned the corner of the street and came to an alley next to him.

Looking up, in the dilapidated alley, four or five teenagers were punching and kicking at a thin figure underground under the direction of a fat man.

“Hit, hit me hard, and when I see this smiling tiger, I’ll get angry and hit hard!”

The fat boy shouted hoarsely.

The teenagers fought harder, and their fists rained down on the teenagers underground.

Yemengade stood at the entrance of the alley, with the sun shining behind him, and the long shadows mapped into the alley, attracting the fat boy’s attention.

Looking at the tall and strong figure at the entrance of the alley, the fat boy turned pale when he remembered that his father had warned the town that there were many pirates who did not blink.

Hurry up to greet the beating teenagers, leave the teenagers on the ground, panic from the other side of the alley, and ran away.

After a long while, the teenager curled up into a ball, slowly and feebly climbed up.

Probably because the teenagers fought too hard, his body was so scarred, he crawled several times without standing up, and fell to the ground again.

Yemengade didn’t mean to support him at all, and looked at the boy quietly.

After several struggles, the young man finally supported the wall and stood up slowly. The injuries on his body caused him to just stand up and panting. He could only lean against the wall weakly and did not fall to the ground by relying on the support of the wall. .

It seemed that he had only noticed the figure shining in from outside the alley, and the boy slowly raised his head which had been drooping.

A face that smiles like a mountain flower is revealed!

With his back to the sun, the boy couldn’t see the facial expressions of the people standing at the entrance of the alley. He didn’t know the purpose of the people standing there. The only thing he could do was laugh, smiling brilliantly.

Staring at the young man in silence for a few moments, Yemengade turned and left silently, saying nothing or doing anything.

When I came to Houshan, I still beat a few wild beasts as usual.

There are many jungles on this island, and there is no shortage of beasts. Although they are just ordinary animals and there is no energy in the meat, they are still qualified as game, and they are full!

The beasts on the periphery were almost eaten by him, and the rest, driven by biological instincts, were desperately hiding in the jungle, making it more and more difficult for him to hunt recently.

This time I was lucky. I caught a kind of sheep that is a specialty of the island. The islanders call it Barkol antelope, a kind of antelope that is active in the mountains and forests all year round.

He is timid and alert by nature, has developed hearing and vision, and often appears in the inaccessible places and is extremely difficult to approach.

However, the more tender the meat is, the year-round exercise makes the meat firmer, without taint, fat but not greasy.

It can be called the best of lamb!

In order to satisfy the desire to speak, Yemengade purchased a full set of tools in the town.

Then he used his own knife to wash and peel the lamb, spread the wool on both sides from the back, pour it in with boiling water, and scrape and wash the wool.

Put it in a hot water pot, scald it and remove it, rub it with white soy sauce on the skin, and rub it with pepper water and pepper water in the abdominal cavity of the lamb.

Then spread the lamb belly, hook the two hind legs with two iron hooks, apply vegetable oil to the skin of the lamb twice, send it to the grill and start roasting.

Supplemented with condiments such as lemon peel, angelica, hawthorn, honey, etc. purchased in the town, concentrate all the energy and apply the skills of the mind and body skills. Rolling the grill, seeing and hearing the color release, sensing the changes in the temperature of the fire, and roasting Every change in the meat quality of the sheep in the fire is clearly visible.

Finally, put on the secret sauce.

A perfect roasted whole lamb is considered successful!

Fragrant Drifting Ten Miles!

Not yet ready, Yemeng, whose mellow mutton smell has already seduce, greatly increased his appetite.

Good wine, good food, what you want in life!

Just as Yemengada feasted on it again, a staggering figure appeared on the mountain road at the foot of the mountain.

It was the thin boy who was beaten up by the boys in the town just now.

Carrying a basket on his back, it seems that he is still going up the mountain to pick.

Seeing Yemengade, I was surprised at first, and then seemed to recognize the person who gave him a bear paw last time, so he felt a little bit of heart, still with a sign-like smile on his face.

Yemengade also didn’t expect that after the boy was beaten, he didn’t even seek medical treatment, but dragged his bruised body and insisted on going up the mountain.

However, looking at his usual injuries, it is estimated that he was often abused and beaten.

He was not interested in why he went to the jungle where the beasts were infested to pick, but meeting was fate.

After thinking about it, Yemengade reached out and cut off a front leg of the roast lamb and threw it to the teenager.

The hind legs are so much fleshy that I am not willing.

The young man took the leg of lamb familiarly, and saw that Yemengade still ignored the intention, slightly leaned forward, crossed Yemengade, and continued to the jungle.

“Hey!”

After the boy reached several tens of meters, Yemengade stopped the boy.