Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 470 The Retirement Life of a Down-on-His-Luck Tycoon 7

"Om-"

A short, distant buzzing sound interrupted Xia Youmi's unrestrained rhythm in the rain.

She crouched down and listened carefully.

But she heard nothing more for a while, only the sound of the rain gradually subsiding. She looked at the tiny figure of Valer in the distance. The other person seemed to have stopped what he was doing, but after a short while, he simply glanced at the sea and continued sharpening his knife.

It seems they have already figured out which sound it belongs to.

Suppressing her doubts, Xia Youmi continued to wave the clothes around, shaking them clean one by one.

Then inspect the puddles and promptly repair any debris or washed-out edges.

Apart from the water that was left under the rain shelter to ensure enough drinking water in the afternoon, the rest of the water storage area has been completely replaced by rainwater.

Rainwater is not drinkable.

Their containers are very limited; the coconut shells haven't fallen off yet, so even if they can be used to boil water, they are among the most fragile.

Small, well-shaped shells are prioritized for weaponry, while giant shells like giant clams are much harder to obtain and are now endangered species. While the current natural conditions are unclear, their habits should be largely the same; it remains to be seen when they might be washed ashore and trigger their incredible "freebie-hunting" aura.

Eliminate those inappropriate container choices.

remain,

Bamboo tubes are the easiest to handle and are suitable for the current season, but their blades are quite precious and easily break.

At last,

That is, the stone trough that is currently in use was originally the correct size and material, but now, they have to maintain it by using harder stones to grind it into shape before and after each meal. That stone trough has almost become their most precious possession.

It's a bit of a waste to use it to boil rainwater.

"Sigh... I wish I could find something like metal or a turtle shell," Xia Youmi thought, adding that the stone pot was still inconvenient to take with her.

Serving food and cooking everything can only be done by the boss alone. It's difficult for her to cook by herself. Surely she won't be defeated by muscle limitations?

As I stared blankly at the sea, the soft crackling of flames broke the silence.

Xia Youmi turned around.

They discovered that the boss had relit a bonfire sometime during the night.

A glint of light appeared in her eyes. She didn't approach, but instead reassessed her own strength, fearing that even if she was familiar with the process, she wouldn't be able to start a fire in such a short time.

One by one, the protected timbers were placed inside, and Waler placed the washed stone pot on the shelf and began preparing for the roof repairs.

The sea breeze after the rain still carried a pleasant temperature, and Xia Youmi completed her task within the designated area.

occasionally,

They would each glance at the fire and then add some fuel.

Waler moved all the water and food stored in the shed to the new location, while Xia Youmi was cooked in portions as needed, and not allowed to be boiled dry.

The bundle of wild bananas buried in the sand ripened too quickly. To avoid wasting them, Xia Youmi sliced ​​them and boiled them. They could be taken out in less than three minutes, then dried for a few days to make wild banana chips.

However, this is only the experimental stage.

Besides the traditional crisps, she also mashed a few into a paste, then spread it into a thick cake and slowly baked it over a fire. If all goes well, it can be stored for several weeks as dry food. Another method is to hang it up for a short fermentation, then boil, smoke, and sun-dry it to make candied fruit. (1)

Try a little of each one, and then you'll know how to deal with those wild banana trees.

Valer didn't comment on Xia Youmi's skewed survival strategy, or rather, in his eyes, girls of that age, unless they were in a state of absolute crisis and despair, would always be tempted to think of some fancy things.

The fact that he has the leisure to experiment with different ways of cooking shows that he provides a great deal of security.

Valer knew that interrupting her naivety and forcing her to adapt to a high-pressure rhythm would not make his situation any better, and might even make it much worse.

The more optimistic approach is to throw a tantrum and refuse to comply.

On the negative side, some might even jump into the sea.

The thought of dealing with a decaying corpse in the sea, entrusted to him by Buri, weighed heavily on Valer's mind.

Let her be.

......

By evening, their clothes were almost dry, and they both dressed neatly for dinner.

The soup cooked in the stone pot is seaweed and shellfish soup. Because they need to make a selection, the seaweed that was dried was actually wet from the rain. In order not to waste it, they soaked it in fresh water, blanched it before cooking, and then put the washed fresh shellfish into the pot to cook.

Having just been caught in the rain, some warm soup would be more suitable.

Previously, they hardly ever cooked soup, lacked good seasoning, and didn't even have enough serving or drinking containers.

I ran into trouble again today. While keeping the fire burning, I boiled some water, let it cool, and poured it into a wooden basin. At least I had water to wash things.

Each person has a seashell bowl, shallow, but no one cares.

Strangely enough, their actions on the island were quite natural, without any signs of being mocked or embarrassed.

“So fresh!”

After a frantic day of work, Xia Youmi found the soup incredibly delicious.

Valle drank silently, and after finishing two bowls, he started grilling sea fish, which was their staple food.

The sunlight departs.

The night grew even quieter.

Watching the fish being grilled, Xia Youmi still managed to start a conversation.

"Brother, did you hear any strange noises? Just before the rain stopped."

"Hmm." Without pausing or thinking, Valer responded directly.

"Then, what do you think it might be coming from...?"

“I don’t know.” Valer looked up. “It’s from the sea.”

"Yes! I also feel like I'm in the sea!" Xia Youmi nodded excitedly.

Strangely, after hearing the agreement, Valer looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Big brother! What is it in the sea? Is it dangerous?" Xia Youmi met his gaze and continued asking innocent questions.

"Not close, danger unknown."

Was it caused by humans or animals?

"I guess it grew in the sea," Waler said, unusually patient.

"I understand!" Xia Youmi nodded. "It's a large marine creature like a whale, right? It probably came closer to our island with the rain!"

Valle remained silent, indicating his agreement.

The firelight attracted some small mosquitoes, but they only dared to go around it, fearing that the place they had always longed for was also the place where they would be buried.

Those who didn't think much of it just rushed in.

This saved Xia Youmi the time of fumigating things to drive them away.

"Brother, what island is this?"

“乜雾里希”.

Xia Youmi took the grilled fish and continued asking questions as she slowly peeled off the skin.

It seems that the mention of some creature approaching the island with the heavy rain sparked the curiosity.

“Nie Wulixi…Big Brother, it seems that all the islands in the Kranta Continent have owners.” Xia Youmi looked seriously. “Then who owns this island? I’ve never heard of it.”

Returning to the geography we learned in the classroom, the territory of this planet was divided into political entities based on continents, and the sea between two continents was basically divided in half.

The area of ​​both land and sea is precisely defined down to every inch.

Everyone also signed a pact to live together peacefully and amicably.

seem,

It is also mentioned in high school textbooks that this is because there is absolute peace between the continents.

This makes it easier to trigger internal power struggles.

Generally, people don't mention which country it's from. On a grand scale, it's the continent of Kranta; on a smaller scale, it's a specific city.

A city's sphere of influence can wield enormous power.

Furthermore, there are internal factions vying for power.

However, as long as a common enemy appears.

E.g,

Lacking resources, some wanted to break their agreement and set foot on the continent of Kranta. Even before the proposal was finalized, it was met with united suppression from multiple forces. During that incident, Rissel City and Ibaraki Outer City experienced a rare period of harmony, unseen for a century.

The next great harmony will come after a reshuffling, when the people of Ibaraki Outer Castle will openly welcome a new master.

The old lord was sitting in front of Xia Youmi eating grilled fish.

He tolerated her slightly offensive questions time and time again. Perhaps, Valér felt that the little girl was a bit too excited after being caught in the rain today, and couldn't help but reveal her lively nature.

He didn't find it particularly annoying; before, Bully was also quite talkative.

At first, I was worried that this older brother would look down on him for being stupid and would drive him away. But after we got to know each other, he would often blurt out his brainless thoughts.

Valle was actually used to it.

He seemed even less comfortable with the quiet days.

"Island Master, do you know him?" Valer said, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Wow! Really?! That must be a big celebrity!" Xia Youmi exclaimed excitedly.

"So, brother, why doesn't the island owner develop the island? I think the environment here is quite suitable for a vacation! Hey, did you run out of money after buying the island?"

"..."

Valer's lips twitched, and his gaze toward Xia Youmi once again took on a strange quality.

The atmosphere plummeted.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Xia Youmi quickly noticed the other party's lack of cooperation.

"Could it be that the island lord is... you, elder brother?"