Living by the beach, Mao Jue used to watch yachts and luxury seafood tours for a few days, and he was drooling. However, he was short of money and his half-year salary was probably not enough for him to go there. He could only watch drool. Now, he has really experienced the authentic luxury cruise travel, and has the freshest, most natural and pollution-free seafood meal.

The big yellow croaker, mackerel, and tuna were just caught from the sea and immediately opened their stomachs and hung on the bow of the boat to dry. On this end, several soldiers were still lazily holding the net upwards. Then, a green Chinese lobster followed and exposed to the water.

Looking at these, Mao Jue could already feel his saliva flowing out with relish, and he hurried over. Who knew that what happened next second had almost made him vomit blood. He held the Chinese lobster and glanced at it. Then, the soldier who was catching the net threw the thing back to the sea and fluttered. As Mao Jue was looking through, the green lobster bid farewell to his stomach.

"What a great lobster, what did you throw it away?"

With a lot of resentment from foodies, Mao Jue stepped forward and started shouting in anger. After a busy morning, the soldier was also angry and was still wasting his head. He threw the fish that looked good in the net back to the sea without even turning his head, and shouted impatiently.

"It's your business!"

This sentence really made Mao Jue lose his temper. He didn't want it anymore. Do you care? But now in the Ming Dynasty! feudal society, while Mao Jue was stunned, another soldier next to him who was closing the net was shocked and quickly refused to do so. He knelt on one knee and saluted.

"Master Qianhu!"

With this voice, he almost scared the Ming army soldiers who picked up fish and fell into the sea. He hurriedly knelt on his knees and kept kowtowing.

"Gourmet to Lord Qianhu! The young man is blind, please forgive me!"

In fact, the two soldiers were not afraid of Mao Jue, but Shen Baihu. Don’t underestimate one hundred households. Among these hundred military households, he is me! He has all the financial and judicial powers. Yesterday, Shen Baihu passed on the message. Don’t make Mao Jue stunned and take advantage of the problem. Now he sarcastically mocked the Qianhu. Mao Jue really asked the bottom of the matter and was in trouble.

Fortunately, although Mao Jue was a little embarrassed, he was not unreasonable. Seeing the two kowtowers there, the fishing net was about to run away, he had no choice but to reach out and grab the net, and at the same time he quickly raised his hand upwards.

"Everyone is up, it's not a marching man. You can't make a big gift. Hurry up and help, and the fish will run away in a while!"

It was actually quite troublesome to cast a net, and two whistleboats below had to cooperate. Seeing that Mao Jue seemed to be really angry, the two soldiers hurriedly plucked up and dragged the fishing net upwards. After a while, they actually pulled another lobster, but this time, no one dared to throw it down again.

But it is really different from later generations. The eastern seas of this era are rich. If you go down one net, you will probably get at least three or four hundred kilograms of fish. The lives of soldiers are not just wars. Sometimes eating is more important than fighting. Twenty soldiers put a knife on the spot and put aside the fish belly and deal with the inedible fish intestines into the water. The fire-headed army directly set up the stove and burned a big pot.

The whole boat was made of wood, and cooking was really dangerous. The whole kitchen was completely muddy, and the stove was burning was covered with stove ash. A large pot that was nearly two meters long was a typical army pot. The fish caught were chopped into pieces and threw them into pieces, sprinkled with salt, and the soup was mixed with yellow rice, and the soup turned milky white. As soon as the soup rolled, the tempting fragrance was already coming.

"Mr. Mao, the official has prepared some wine and food. Please come over and talk!"

The soldiers lined up to get the meal, and the Shen Baihu also came down from the bow of the boat and came respectfully to invite him. However, Mao Jue could not hold back his scent, so how could he pay attention to his wine and food?

"Mr. Shen can do it yourself. This is the first time I have encountered such a delicious meal when I have lived so big, so I won't join in the fun with me."

In the stunned silence of Shen Baihu, Mao Jue also snatched a big bowl and inserted it into the crowd. He filled a bowl of fish soup porridge from the big pot. He sat down cross-legged with the soldiers and raised his head and started to drink it.

"What's the difference between this noble young man and those who are poor and join the army, you can't get on the table!"

Seeing Mao Jue disregarding his image, Chen Baihu's personal soldiers, that is, the rich-faced guy in charge of moving goods at the dock, humming disdainfully, Chen Baihu couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

"We, the Lord Qianhu, are respecting the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and

"But how good can he be, a young man, have? Look, within a day, this young man Mao will have to complain, maybe we have to send him back in advance."

"If that's the case, can we go there again?"

When talking about this, the rich-faced personal soldiers couldn't help but show surprise and greed, but Chen Baihu smiled and did not answer, but waved.

"If people don't like our food, then let's enjoy it yourself! Come with me."

"Thank you!"

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After the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the servants' troops had already undergone great differences from ordinary troops. Even the small officer, the Chen Baihu, had raised five servants' soldiers, including one general flag and one small flag, all of whom were his tribe members. The five of them had dinner together. After lunch, they climbed the high bow and continued to study what they wanted.

After eating a big pot meal, Mao Jue was not as dazed as he was yesterday when he was just looking at the sea view. He had nothing to do and started working, drying the fishing seafood with the Ming soldiers and laying a full layer on the back deck.

At the beginning, the soldiers were really uncomfortable and were afraid of it. However, after seeing Mao Jue's carefree appearance for a long time, they got used to it and did whatever they should do.

"Hey, brother, my name is Mao Jue, what are your name!"

While putting the big yellow croaker on it, Mao Jue also poked the Ming army soldier who was not good enough to be a gangster just now, and the black and thin boy was stunned and stuttered for a long time before he came out.

"Brother...I...I'm young! Yes, the young man is called Wu Pu. My father is poor and can't get married. He followed others to run to the mountains and said that one day he took the young man back and gave him this name!"

Mao Jue felt the corners of his mouth twitching. This name is so fucking story. The kid's origin was explained clearly. Park! Prostitution! He laughed twice, and Mao Jue continued to ask.

"Just now, Lao Wu, why did you throw away the lobster?"

"Sir, don't you know?"

He was surprised and remembered that Mao Jue didn't even recognize Xiaomi Zi. Wu Pu knew it again and explained silly: "If you eat this thing, you will easily get rid of your stomach. If you eat it, you will easily get rid of your stomach. If you eat it, you will easily get rid of people. There are hundreds of households who have eaten it."

He was still thinking about roasting lobsters at night. When Wu Pu said this, Mao Jue was shocked. Only then did he remember that it was the Ming Dynasty, and the medical treatment was backward. He had diarrhea in later generations, and he would be cured immediately after one pack of bleed. Nowadays, people will die.

However, thinking that he had never eaten this kind of lobster in his later years, Mao Jue, who was unwilling to accept it, whispered while hanging it.

"This thing is actually very good. If it doesn't work, keep it first. When we return to the voyage, we will go back and bake it. Even if the stomach is broken, it will be a day. I don't care."

"Sir, let alone the five or six days of Huipi Island, tonight, the big crawler shrimp will smell bad. Not only this thing, but you can't eat these snails and shells, and they have to be thrown away. These are almost broken."

It's hard to say whether he could still get such a big lobster when he came back. Seeing that guy lying dying in the bucket, Mao Jue was like a frost-beating eggplant. He picked up the tail of the thing, turned around and swung it hard on the sea, thrusting a drop of water, and also sent it back to the North Sea Dragon Palace.

If you can't eat it, you won't be able to harm this thing for life. Besides, what if you are destined to get it again?

After throwing the lobster, looking back, more than a hundred large and small sea fish were almost worn. It was rare that Wu Pu sat down and rested for a while. Mao Jue was overjoyed again. He chatted with these soldiers without a word. These fish catches hung on his head. He stretched to Tian'er, who had no pollution at all in this era. Mao Jue couldn't help but shook his head with emotion.

"It's still the sea that is rich! We have caught so many fish in less than half a day. Looking at Liaodong, I don't know how many people are not full. If we pick up food from the sea and feed back to the land, how can we starve so many people to death?"

"Haha, Qianhu, don't joke. Don't say that our court prohibits going to sea to fish. Even if we catch fish on the sea, it will be broken in two or three days. And today, adults find this fresh fish delicious, and they will get bored after eating it for a few days. It's still our land of poultry, eggs, and food and fodder!"

"The court prohibits going to sea to fish?"

Mao Jue's voice suddenly rose eight degrees. He knew the Ming Dynasty's sea ban, but in his impression, the sea ban prohibited trade with foreign countries and did not allow boats to go to Southeast Asia. He never expected that even fishing was prohibited.

"It's not all prohibited. For example, in our Pi Island, many fishermen also go out to sea to fish. Many people near Jiangsu and Zhejiang make a living by fishing, but they are all small boats. They come back on the same day and cannot go too far. The government does not allow large ships to fish, but there are no big ships to fish, which is too easy to break down!"

Wu Pu and a few complained about the fishy smell, but Mao Jue couldn't help but pinch his chin and looked at the water flowing in the distance. He was still thinking about the problem of insufficient food in Dongjiang Town yesterday, but today, he seemed to have seen a solution, and it seemed that he could turn this into a way of wealth!
Chapter completed!