"Second brother, you and the third brother go to help Shopkeeper Luo sell whale meat, and you will listen to Shopkeeper Luo for bargaining or anything, you are only responsible for letting our Tan family know that this is my idea. After the sale, listen to the words of the shopkeeper Luo, divide the money equally among everyone, and then go to the Wen family to find me. Hong Tao still didn't feel at ease, and left Bo Xiaoer and Bo Xiaosan to Luo Youde, and asked them to help communicate with the Tan family, and then turned around and went to the row of boats to meet his future father-in-law.

When the three old men heard Hong Tao say that they had killed a whale four or five feet long, they were so shocked that they couldn't turn their eyes around. If you don't believe it, you can't do it, so many people who rushed to the sea have come back, a person with a high personality, those large pieces of fish meat on the boat, at first glance, are not ordinary fish, if you really put together these small square table fish meat, you can imagine how big this whale is.

Hong Tao held back his mouth this time, and did not add oil and vinegar to tell his heroic deeds, but pulled the three old men and told them one by one what they needed to leave and what they could sell. And he himself returned to the sailboat, raised half the sail, and flickered towards the small harbor of the Wen family. He was so tired that he needed a break, a thorough rest. Making money is a big deal, but the body can't be used badly, no matter when, the body is the capital, and then like in the previous life, when the world's richest paralyzed person, there is a hair?

At this time, the bamboo building on the beach is the place where Hong Tao wants to go the most, what wooden planks are too hard to fall asleep, what is leaking wind and rain and water leaking everywhere, he can't care about it, as long as he leaves the fishy smell on the whale skin, even if he lies directly on the beach, he feels comfortable. After returning from Ganquan Island for more than a day, his nose was full of that kind of smell, not to mention sleeping, even if he ate, it was not delicious.

In his sleep, Hong Tao seemed to be back on the sea, still chasing whales on his windsurfing board, and it was a huge whale, almost the size of the Mouse Superman. Chasing, chasing, and finally catching up, Hong Tao threw it with all his might, but it was not a harpoon that was thrown, but a handful of gold coins! The gold coins smashed into the whale, and it actually felt it, and then turned its head back! Holy! It Nima has a rat head! Before Hong Tao could react, the whale opened the mouse's mouth and swallowed itself in one bite......

"Ahem, ahem, it stinks! Let me out! Hong Tao felt that the taste of the whale's stomach was really unbearable, and he didn't know where to take out a dagger, and then stabbed the whale's stomach and intestines, hoping to find a way out, otherwise he would be smoked to death. Not to mention, there was a sudden light in front of me, hahahaha, a big hole was actually poked out of the whale's stomach! Hong Tao climbed and climbed, this hole is a little small, he can't climb out, he is in a hurry!

"Ahh ...... "In a hurry, Hong Tao woke up, he was dreaming just now, he was still lying in the bamboo building, but it was already dark outside, and the bright light was from a charcoal brazier. Around this charcoal fire, there were several people sitting in the shadows.

"Tao Yanzi, are you having a nightmare! Are you hungry? Ah Zhu boiled seafood porridge for you, and I'll bring it to you! Hearing Hong Tao's shout, the first one to pounce was Chen Mingen, seeing that Hong Tao had opened his eyes, the old man also reached out and touched his forehead, and after not feeling the high temperature, he climbed down the bamboo building with confidence.

"Tao Lingzi, the things you want have been shipped back, I'm afraid that these skins will be gnawed by wild beasts, and they have all been put in the bamboo building, look at it, what else is missing?" The second one who came over was the old man Bofu, who was as serious as ever, and pointed to the large pile of wet, smelly whale skins beside him. Now Hong Tao knows why he is dreaming, these stinky things are more than a foot away from him, which is equivalent to waking himself up! It seems that people who take things too seriously will not please others, and this has been the case since ancient times.

"Tao Lingzi, the shopkeeper Luo sent 3 large pottery urns, said that you wanted, put them on the beach, I asked the women to brush them up, do you want to marinate bacon?" The third one who came up was Huang Hai, and added the unfinished work of Chen Mingen and Bo Fu.

"What's wrong with you three? If I kill the whale, it's not me? You are still my father-in-law, you are still my Uncle Huang, and he is still my grandfather......" Hong Tao rubbed his eyes, feeling that the attitude of these three towards him had changed too much, and he was already a little respectful. Although Hong Tao needs to have the right to speak, he doesn't want to make all the Tan family members afraid of him, that has no practical meaning, and it won't take any step. I don't want to pretend to be a ghost, if I come to this all day long, Hong Tao will be annoyed.

"Yes, yes, yes...... If nothing else, I drank the porridge first, and it was still hot. Chen Mingen happened to come up with porridge, and when he heard Hong Tao's words, he also felt that he was making a bit of a fuss just now, and he was not embarrassed to think about it, so he quickly used porridge as a rhetoric.

"Hmm...... Grandpa, what time is it...... Oh, what time is it? Hong Tao took the porridge bowl, he was indeed hungry, and asked while pouring it into his mouth.

"It's just past time, you can sleep again after drinking porridge, you're tired this time, right? That fellow of yours hasn't woken up yet, so we'll talk about it tomorrow. Chen Mingen stretched out his hand and took the porridge bowl that Hong Tao had drunk, and reminded Bo Fu and Huang Hai that they should leave, and let Hong Tao rest first.

"No, I've almost slept enough, it's good to be young! Don't go, you three, we still have work to do in the evening. Those whale fats can't be stored for a long time, and they need to be boiled out quickly, and the pottery urn sent by the shopkeeper Luo is used to boil oil. I'm not very good at this thing, but I just see the old people get it, why don't we try it at night? Hong Tao stopped Bo Fu and Huang Hai, who were about to get up and leave, since he had woken up, then don't sleep, there are important things waiting for him. Tons of blubber are not a problem on the beach, and it is also a problem to attract wild beasts from the mountains at night. And whether this bloober fat can be turned into whale oil, Hong Tao is not sure in his heart, if he doesn't try, he can't sleep himself.

As soon as the three old men heard that there was work to do, they immediately came to their senses, and they didn't need Hong Tao to tell what to do, they immediately got off the bamboo building, rowed a small boat and returned to the row. After a while, the men and women of these families were all bombarded, and they all went to the beach, collecting firewood and stones, and soon built three stone stoves on the beach, and sat on the pottery urn, waiting for Master Hong Taohong to personally preside over the oil boiling work. As for what kind of oil this oil is, no one asks, what is it for, and no one asks, now that Hong Tao is infinitely close to the gods, mortals still know less, anyway, it is harmless.

Several pieces of blubber were cut into fist-sized squares by the women with knives, washed with fresh water, and thrown directly into the pottery urn, under which the old man personally lit firewood, first a small fire, and then slowly increased. Hong Tao held a lantern and lay at the mouth of the pottery urn, observing the changes in the whale fat, if he only needed to heat it to separate the whale oil, then he would have a relatively stable and large source of income, and no longer have to rely on fishing to accumulate wealth. If you need other additives to make whale oil, you can't rely on whaling to meet your needs for the time being, and you have to go fishing honestly. Compared with his own future, the faint smell of the flood can also be ignored, staring at the pink and white fat blocks in the pottery urn, while everyone around him held their breath and patiently watched his every move.

"Wooden spoons and bowls!" After a while, Hong Tao handed the lantern to the person next to him to hold, and without looking back, he said a word, and soon, a spoon and a clean porcelain bowl were handed over.

The blubber fat in the urn has begun to melt, a bit like refining oil from fatty pork at home, but Hong Tao is not sure whether the released fat is whale oil, and the only way is to ignite it. Although I have never seen how to make whale oil, I have seen them use whale oil as lamp oil in Inuit villages in northern Canada, and I can still remember the special color of the flame.

"Okay! If someone in the future sees me holding a Ru kiln porcelain bowl as an oil lamp, they won't scold me to death! With a wooden spoon to hold a small half bowl of grease, Hong Tao took the bowl under the lantern and sniffed closely, only to find that the bowl in his hand was a Song Dynasty Ru kiln, and it must be true, I couldn't help muttering to myself, and then put a small section of twist made of fine hemp rope into the oil bowl, waiting for the grease to be sucked up along the texture of the hemp rope, then picked up a small wooden stick that was still burning, and brought the flame close to the hemp rope.

......A few seconds later, a faint cyan flame emerged from the head of the hemp rope, and soon grew to more than an inch tall. Don't look at it being blown by the sea breeze, but the brightness is no worse than a lantern, and there is really no smoke, let alone a peculiar smell.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Grandpa, Fubo, Uncle Huang, let's get rich! It's not just a few of us who have made a fortune, but our Tan family has become rich, and the Tan family will not have to live hungry and full in the future. It's dangerous to kill whales, but I'll teach them how to protect themselves, and most importantly, when we build bigger sailboats, it's not a dangerous job! Hong Tao looked at this little flame and smiled happily, as if he was watching a very wonderful love action movie. Its color and brightness are similar to what I remember, that is, ordinary whale oil does not require too complicated processing technology, only needs to heat whale fat. As for whether the next step can be processed into more advanced lubricating oil and edible oil, Hong Tao is not too anxious, what is there to hurry about riding a horse to find a horse?

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