"Last night, I really thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be able to go home now..."

Overnight, these ordinary fishermen experienced two life and death dangers.

Once it was a natural disaster, and a strong storm forced the fishing boat to capsize.

Another time was the incident where Fang Haibin threw them into the sea.

They are all ordinary honest people, but how could they have experienced such a tragic incident? After the disaster, they rekindled their hope of returning home.

Almost every one of their eyes was red.

On the deck, fishermen sat together in groups of three or three, talking, but Su Luo would hear a gurgling sound from time to time.

This is the belly protesting.

Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun sat with their third uncle.

The current sovereignty of the ship is Su Luo, so Su Luo asked his third uncle: "How long does it take to get from here to Zijiu Island?"

The third uncle calculated the distance and told Su Luo: "If you speed up, it will take two days."

"It's okay not to eat or drink for two days. The original people on the boat were blown away by the white dragon horse. My third uncle would rather arrange a few people to go to the kitchen and make something to make everyone take their stomachs."

The third uncle looked at Su Luo in surprise!

Su Luo was frightened by this look.

Did she say this wrong?

"My husband and noble surname?"

"Don't let your surname be 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.

Uncle San carefully educated Su Luo: "How important is food? Every one is hard to come by. How can we waste it at will? It's only two days, and you'll be hungry if you're hungry, you can't starve to death."

The middle-aged uncle Su Luo asked, and his name was Uncle Tu.

Uncle Tu also taught Su Luo: "The food girl on this boat should be kept. How can you do without food when sailing on the sea? Don't let us ruin such good things."

Su Luo: "...Isn't it just a little food? You, go and cook enough food for everyone on the boat."

Su Luo ordered Uncle Tu.

“That’s too…”

"Go and go." Su Luo waved his hand.

Uncle Tu glanced at his third uncle, but he really couldn't make any idea.

The third uncle smiled bitterly: "We owe too much to my benefactor. We will always find opportunities to pay it back slowly in the future. After experiencing such a night, everyone was hungry, so I should first put my stomach on my stomach."

Uncle Tu led ten people to the kitchen cabin of this Binhai ship.

"Hey, I'm going! So much white flour!" Uncle Tu opened a bag, and it was white flour. When he opened another one, it was still white flour. His eyes were so excited that he shone!

You know, they are far away from the inland and live on the isolated Purple Sauce Island.

The island has little land and the soil is not suitable for planting. You can only plant some potato pieces to impact, and there are very few white flours that have never been seen.

At this time, they almost drooled when they saw the white flour.

Of course, these white flours are all white flours from the spiritual world continent. If they are taken to the lower world, they are also very precious.

Uncle Tu came with ten people, and the ten people also opened their eyes wide and exclaimed: "We... can really eat such expensive white noodles? Is this too luxurious?"

"Why should we look for potato cubes?"

"But I've searched through the storage compartment just now, and there were no potato cubes at all."

"Then what should we do?" Everyone looked at Uncle Tu.

Uncle Tu is also very confused.
Chapter completed!