【Chapter 039】 I'm so stupid, really!

Money, people and resources, the three major elements of Pan Science and Technology to engage in production, of which money is particularly important. As long as there is enough money, people and resources can be bought. Alice's idea is to exchange the 'antidote' for enough money to alleviate Blackstone Collar's predicament. But in Qin Song's view, juice does have a prospect, but the premise is to form mass production, and mass production lacks not only advanced technology, but also important human resources.

The Blackstone Collar is so barren that even the farmers of the autumn harvest can't make it up, and there is still military strength, and after the conspiracy of the Duke of Ceylon, the Blackstone Cavalry Regiment has long been weakened. And Liya went out this time and took away the last main cavalry force, leaving only a few dozen castle guards, once she fell into the trap, I am afraid that there will be no cavalry in the Black Stone Collar.

Only gold coins are the real antidote. In the vast whirlpool sea, I don't know how many merchant ship wrecks and how many gold and silver treasures are still sleeping. With excitement, Qin Song began to explore around the perimeter of the shipwreck, but soon found that finding the shipwreck in the vast sea did not rely on exploration, but on luck.

At least within a radius of one or two hundred meters around the wreck, this is the only one. Rao is like this, Qin Song also spent a huge amount of time, and his excitement gradually calmed down, relying on his current small body to excavate the shipwrecks scattered in the depths of the ocean is whimsical and unrealistic.

Being able to find the one in front of me is the luckiest thing today. You must know that the shipwreck will not leave, and almost no one in this world has the ability to salvage, as long as it continues to evolve steadily, those gold and silver treasures will be seen again.

Qin Song leisurely got into the box, playing with the coins, letting them cover his whole body, enjoying the pleasure of being surrounded by gold and silver.

Mine, mine, all mine!

After swearing sovereignty, Qin Song soon sadly discovered that the box was too big and too heavy, relying on his wrists and feet to only move slowly by rubbing the mud on the seabed. And he is now at least a thousand meters away from the continental shelf, mostly on steep slopes......

I rub!

What does this mean – can't you take it away?

This deep sense of powerlessness is like Alibaba sesame opening the door and finally finding the treasure, only to find that the treasure is all welded to the ground and can't be picked out.

However, this could not eliminate his obsession with shiny gold coins, so he grabbed handfuls of gold coins with his wrists and feet, stuffed them into the vacant clay pot next to him, filled a full jar, and then swam up with his wrists and feet, cheering himself up while struggling to swim.

Reluctantly looking back at the remaining gold coins, Qin Song felt a pain in his flesh. Who knows if the shipwreck will be found smoothly next time.

On the way back, Qin Song's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

The vast sea, dim and quiet, things are indistinguishable, and it is a fool's dream to remember the location of the shipwreck accurately. Only then did Qin Song realize that in his dreams he could call for wind and rain, but in reality - he was a weak chicken who couldn't even carry the box.

Soon, his spirit was hit again.

What a spicy lobster!

Under a cluster of rose-colored gorgeous corals, a large lobster with a huge claw, colorful body color, and a body length of more than half a meter, is swinging its tail and burrowing around.

Visually, it is at least five catties or more, and if it is placed on the dining table in the previous life, the minimum must be several hundred. If you put it in a cage drawer and steam it, peel off the carapace, take out the shrimp, and dip it in some soy sauce......

Qin Song has seen the foodie anchor's mouth full in many videos.

Well, I just saw it with my saliva, and at the same time I began to fantasize in my head: I have a big lobster in my left hand, a king crab in my right hand, and a blue flag golden gun in front of me, and the Buddha robs and kills the Buddha, and the devil robs and slaughters the demon.

Yes, Qin Song is full of style in his dreams and is admired. But the price paid is that he can't enjoy the happiness that belongs to ordinary people - such as food.

During the time he spent with Alice, Qin Song saw her eating bread and drinking fish porridge countless times, and gradually accumulated a desire for food in his heart.

Even if it's a green apple, it's good to hold it and bite it.

What kind of sadness is it to see such a big lobster, but there is nowhere to eat.

I rub ......

Another one!

It's bigger than the one just now!

Just like that, under Qin Song's nose, he was dangling stupidly......

The gold coins that can't be taken away, the lobsters that can't be eaten, as an excellent civilization inheritor of the foodie empire, Qin Song regretted this trip to the ocean a little. The desires that he strongly suppressed in his heart, as an ordinary person, were hooked.

I'm so stupid, really!

Qin Song's mood was as lonely as Xianglin's sister-in-law, and even the gold coins in the clay pot didn't seem to be so attractive. Yi Xing returned to the shore, it was almost dusk, Qin Song hid the clay pot in the gap of the cliff, remembered the location, and then took advantage of the twilight to rush back to the castle.

Alice and Linda also rushed back to the castle at dusk, only a little later than Qin Song. Their harvest today was very rich, and the two large baskets of yellow, orange and orange wild pears were almost ripe, so that the sweet aroma of pears filled the entire workshop.

Hungry, Alice returned to her room, changed out of her sweat-soaked clothes, put on her close-fitting cotton pajamas, and called the old maid Mary in: "Mary, please prepare me a torn bread, as well as bacon and fish porridge." ”

"Okay. ”

When the old maid Mary turned around and went out, Alice suddenly thought of something: "Wait, you can prepare an extra copy of these and give them to Linda, who lives on the second floor." Oh, by the way, tell her that it's been hard today!"

Mary was stunned for a moment, serfs were actually not entitled to soft bread. But she got used to obeying orders, without any doubts, and turned around and went out to prepare.

Since living in the castle, Linda's daily life seems to have become fuller, and she can no longer rely on Carla as usual. Getting along with Alice made her feel a faint happiness.

"Kara, here you go. ”

Sitting on the cramped wooden bed, Linda carefully took out half a piece of black bread from the linen bag in the corner, broke it with great force, and threw it to Kara first, then tore off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, and gobbled it up with a handful of dried shredded meat.

This kind of black bread, which has been stored for several days and is hard enough to be used as a murder weapon, is actually eaten in hot water or hot porridge until it is soft, so that it can be swallowed smoothly. But Linda not only has rock-hard skin, but even her teeth are very good, and she can barely chew with saliva.

As for the taste, it's good to fill your stomach, and no serf cares about the bells and whistles of the taste.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

There was a knock on the door, and Linda hurriedly got out of bed, still stuffing the unswallowed bread in her mouth, and hurriedly opened the door.

Mary, the old maid, carried a wooden tray with a torn bread, sliced bacon, and a steaming bowl of fish porridge on it: "Linda, this is Lord Alice, let me prepare it for you." ”

Linda pointed at herself with confusion in her eyes and some disbelief. She knew who she was, and so did the people in the castle, so that even if she stayed for several days, the kitchen would only serve her brown bread and dried meat.

"This is Lord Alice, personally ordered!" The old maid Mary nodded seriously and handed the tray to Linda's hand: "Lord Alice, let me tell you that I have worked hard today!"

When the old maid turned away and disappeared around the corner. Linda's eyes were still stunned, and suddenly, a warm current surged into her eyes, and tears flickered, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

This feeling of being cared for and appreciated – not felt for too long, too long.

Closing the door and leaning against the panel, Linda stopped her tears, took a deep breath, and said clearly and precisely, "Thank you, Alice." ”

The lips, which had been stiff for four years, seemed to be soft again.