Chapter 400 - On the Sea (2/2)

Mu Feiqiang knows that Lin Luoran is teaching her knowledge of pharmacy. She values the opportunity very much and stares at the rice paper. Lin Luoran draws the next picture and says, “It is best to harvest achyranthes root in summer or autumn. You should keep stems and roots while removing leaves and root hair. After sliced and dried, it will become the original medicine… As for this tuckahoe, it is called magical medicine for all seasons. It grows at the roots of Ma.s.son pine and red pine… ”

Mu Feiqiang stares at the dark thing and asks confusingly, “Aren’t all pine trees the same?”

Miss Mu has lost touch with community life, and she never has to do anything by herself in her daily life. Lin Luoran smiles and paints the difference between Ma.s.son pine and red pine.

In the tide, Lin Luoran is on an ancient boat. She sometimes teaches Mu Feiqiang the role of several herbs. Now her life is very peaceful. Of course, if the seventh prince called Sang Ye doesn’t stare at her with gloomy eyes from time to time, Lin Luoran will be in a better mood.

She offers to teach Mu Feiqiang the knowledge of pharmacy and saves the Mu caravan. Mu Qingshan no longer regards her as a hired foreign warrior. Lin Luoran has gained the trust of the Mu Family.

Lin Luoran thinks maybe she can choose a good time to tell the Mu family what she is looking for.

The intelligence information network of a big business family is always better than searching for information on her own.

On the seventh day of sailing, the seventh prince Sang Ye is not arrogant anymore. Because of the salty and humid air of the sea, his hair is messy, and his clothes are sweat-stained. He looks like a disaster.

Without the cyan phoenix between his eyebrows, Sang Ye doesn’t look so enchanting anymore but more ordinary. He is pulling the sail now. They are following wind, so Mu Qingshan thinks they can reach Tianshui Port at dusk. It is a place near the border of Ying, and it is kind of in the ninth prince’s reach.

Lin Luoran finishes her self-cultivation. Mu Feiqiang is learning the knowledge of the herbs now, so she doesn’t have time to haunt her. Lin Luoran asks Zhang Dahei to find a fis.h.i.+ng rod and goes sea fis.h.i.+ng.

The sea is wild and windy. It is very mysterious for people of Penglai who know nothing about technology and personal ability. Ordinary fis.h.i.+ng depends on nets, and some fishermen may just pick some small fish and shrimp after the tide. Sea fis.h.i.+ng is just what people with spare time will do for fun. People who rely on sea fis.h.i.+ng to feed themselves will definitely starve to death.

Lin Luoran chooses to go sea fis.h.i.+ng today, and her father, Mr. Lin, happens to know how to do it.

Lin Luoran finds a small fish in the cabin and cuts it. Tying it directly with a fis.h.i.+ng line, she then throws it into the seemingly calm sea.

The sea boat is moving forward slowly. People of the Mu caravan have no doubt if Lin Luoran can catch a fish like this—as the famous saying from a magic star who Lin Luoran knows says, now is the moment to witness the miracle.

Feeling that something is biting the bait, Lin Luoran doesn’t act rashly. After the thing biting the bait tightly, she moves her wrist swiftly. Silver light flickers on the blue water, and some people of Mus scream.

She has caught fish.

A tuna? Lin Luoran is happy, and she hands the fis.h.i.+ng rod over Zhang Dahei to go on the career. She cleans her hands and puts a chopping board on the deck—Lin Luoran cuts the tuna into extremely thin fillets.

Sea fish is enough to make sas.h.i.+mi, and its meat is delicate without the fishy smell. Salmon is not the only choice.

Lin Luoran doesn’t know how to make mustard, but it doesn’t matter. She can use soy sauce with ginger shreds. Huaxia had a tradition of eating fresh fish a long time ago. This cuisine is not Nihon’s unique secret.

Obviously, the people of Penglai have never tasted it.

A clumsy kitchen knife flies up and down and carves carrots into an exquisite flower. The flower is then placed on a white porcelain plate with pieces of crystal fish. It looks so beautiful… Mu Feiqiang swallows. Is this a kind of food?

Lin Luoran dips the ginger soy sauce and soon eats the last piece of sas.h.i.+mi. Mu Feiqiang s.n.a.t.c.hes it boldly. She also imitates how Lin Luoran dips the sauce. Mu Feiqiang eats it with closed eyes and then opens her eyes in disbelief.

How to describe that wonderful taste? Maybe she has to try again.

“Uncle, shall we catch more fish?”

Hearing what Miss Mu says, all people on the deck suddenly swallow together.

Are raw fish fillets so delicious?

Everyone’s eyes are staring at Zhang Dahei. The “gangster” who is fis.h.i.+ng squares his shoulders, feeling that the fis.h.i.+ng rod in his hand is glowing.

He has never experienced this feeling before. The Mu caravan forgives him and offers him a job. He feels tired but alive and stable. He loses the pleasure of getting things for free by robbing, but he now also doesn’t afraid of officers and soldiers coming for him. Zhang Dahei wants to live such a life in the future.

But without Warrior Lin’s protection, will the seventh prince let him go?

Zhang Dahei feels frustrated. At this moment, footsteps stop beside him, and he hears a gentle female voice.

“… the world is so big, men can go to everywhere. The place we are heading is the border. You can choose to go to Ying to start a new life.”

Well? Ying?

Zhang Dahei feels seawater splas.h.i.+ng into his eyes. Does a person like him deserve to have a new life? Maybe only powerful Warrior Lin has such an idea. She looks cold and indifferent, but she is actually very kind-hearted.

The sea breeze is gentle, and the sail is hollowed by the wind. The sea boat follows the tide and the wind, heading for Tianshui Port swiftly.