Those who have food to eat are happy, and those who have meat to eat are even more supreme happiness.

For the pirates who were trapped on the island and in a desperate situation, the arrival of Yongchang was a huge surprise and made them forget the past festivals.

The dead don't complain, the injured don't dare to complain, the pirates who are not dead and uninjured, eating the jerky given by Yongchang and drinking fresh broth, where else do they have to complain?

So, after a light hunt and a busy morning, everyone in the pirate camp looked content.

The roaring charcoal fire burns on the grass, and the slices of meat exude an alluring aroma, and the smell of food makes people's appetite move and saliva water.

Sprinkle with minced salt and spices, wait until the meat is golden brown, and when you bite into it, it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Feasting to their heart's content, the pirates patted their bellies full of seafood barbecue.

The helmsman looked at his happy subordinates, and the worries of more than ten days were swept away.

In his eyes, Yongchang, the young master, is magical. For them, clearing the swamp was a great difficulty, and Yongchang was solved with a raise of his hand when he arrived. The lack of food has always been a headache for him, and now he has a headache about how to preserve food.

Nearly 1,000 quintals of fresh meat, even if it is to be roasted into jerky, it will take a few days to work, and if it rains, it will be moldy if it is not rotten.

He reported his concern to Yongchang, but this was a problem, and he had planned to hunt a few more big octopuses and salvage the wreck to get some supplies by the way.

Yongchang thought about it, but decided to continue with the plan for the afternoon, his goal was not to accumulate food, but artillery and shells.

As long as there is enough long-range firepower on the island, no matter how many people the poisonous dragon comes, he will not fall behind.

A hundred strong were singled out, and the remaining pirates, under the leadership of Land Rover, took advantage of the good weather to dry the dried meat, barbecue pieces, first preliminary processing and then hang it in the cave to slowly dehydrate, as long as a fire was burned, the bacon could be smoked.

Black is not autumnal, but it is long-lasting food.

Guo Ying came over with twenty soldiers, and at the same time brought two machine guns, one hundred*, one hundred*, plus the last family of the Shark Gang.

Now, it's enough for the sea monsters to drink a pot.

Hopefully, this transaction will not be depreciated.

Twenty small boats were lined up, four of them were from the Fan family and the Yaksha boats, and the remaining dozen or so were left behind by the landing of the Shark Gang, and the sea monster has been placed on the edge of the woods since the attack and has never been in the water again.

One hundred and twenty sturdy men, rowers, guns, throwers, and machine guns, with a clear division of labor.

Scattered in the vast surface of the water, it looks insignificant.

"Boom, boom, boom ---", the muffled sound of the explosion came from the bottom of the water, splashing columns of water. The fish swimming at the bottom of the water suffered, and they floated up from the water and turned their bellies. More often than not, there are fleeing fish, making waves on the surface of the water, and fleeing into the distance.

Nearly 100*, thrown in the fjord, is not a drop in the bucket, but it can't clean up the waters, just startling the snakes.

The fjord is shallow, not a place where sea monsters like to move, and after some tossing, not a single sea monster was hit.

The big and small fish drift down the current to the estuary, and the sand bank exposes a shallow line to surround the bay, and the estuary is the only outlet for fish meat and blood. In addition, the crocodile killed in the morning collected a large amount of blood and put it into the water, and the strong smell of blood slowly spread to the deep sea.

The boat was docked on the inside of the sand bank, the warriors and pirates fought side by side, their guns pointed at the sea, and two Maxim heavy machine guns blocked the entrance to the sea, patiently waiting for the guests who came to dine.

As more and more fish blood is released, a spectacular blood-colored river floats on the surface of the sea and stretches into the distance.

Yongchang decided to exercise the power of his supreme leader, he decided to go out to fight monsters, and his henchman Sparta went to serve as a prisoner.

The sun was shining brightly overhead.

The helmsman sat in his dinghy hanging on the aft deck, engrossed in observing the sun.

He lowered his head, calculated the latitude on the upper half of his snow-white teeth and legs, and paid no attention to anything.

The teahouse came over and called the captain for dinner.

He poked his head out of the small hatch in the captain's quarters, his face like a bun, just pale.

"Master Helmsman, it's time to eat." The teahouse said to the captain.

The helmsman didn't seem to hear it, and was still calculating on his teeth and legs wholeheartedly.

After a short click, he stood up, grabbed the rear sail line beside him, and landed on the deck with a shake.

He looked at Starbuck, who had been sitting on the back deck, and said flatly: "Eat, Starbuck is dead."

The voice sounded not cheerful, but somewhat depressed.

After that, he didn't say anything more and went straight to the captain's room.

Starbuck did not act immediately, but calculated that the helmsman had already sat down at the table before jumping up from the deck.

He took a few turns around the deck and looked at the compass with a serious expression, and then he showed joy.

"It's time to eat."

He greeted Guo Ying.

After that, he went straight into the captain's room.

If the helmsman is on this ship, then the first mate Starbuck is his eldest prince, Guo Ying is the second prince, and so on.

Even if they were eating, they were allowed to enter the captain's room in this order and sit at the table.

Guo Ying did not immediately go into the captain's room, but shook around the rigging and shook the mainsail rope to see if it was strong.

After that, he walked to the captain's room, and shouted as he walked: "Meng Hai, it's time to eat." ”

Now there is only the third prince Meng Hai left on the deck.

He looked around, it was empty, and he was freed, like a child who had lost the bondage of an adult and a brother.

He kicked off his shoes and danced a sailor dance on the deck barefoot like a gust of wind.

In the midst of the swift dance, he took off his hat and threw it into the backmast to the rhythm of the dance.

After that, he happily walked out of the captain's quarters, like a slave going to his master to receive food.

His face was full of joy.

There are many strange things happening in the monster fighting ships that sail in the vast sea, and the delicate relationship between the captain as a monarch and the first mate as a prince is an example.

It is impossible for the captain and his first mate to always be supported by humility, just like in a family, there is no son who does not quarrel with his own son.

Fighting monsters is a fiery thing, and so are the people who fight monsters, and this kind of fiery nature cannot never be sent out in front of their own captain.

Therefore, these officers under the captain will also show their fire to the captain, although this offends their superiors.

However, this happened on the deck, and at the table in the captain's quarters, the anger of these people did not dare to show in the slightest.

Even after the fire had just started, the officers and crew members were now sitting at the table in the captain's room, one by one, like cats.

Immediately, according to the unchanging rules of iron, they bowed down to their knees in front of the captain.

Compared to the anger just now, no one would believe that it was the same person, so this unbelievable fact seems very funny and ridiculous.

In fact, it is easy to think about it, this monster ship is the captain's territory, and the captain's room is his palace, and his chair at the dining table is his throne.

Faced with the monarch who sat on the throne and gave him food, no crew member dared to violate the rules of heaven on this occasion.

The helmsman was sitting at the top of the dining table at this time, and the dining table in front of him was inlaid with snow-white tooth bones.

Like a sea lion with a family of its own, the helmsman squatted on the white coral reef with a mane, looking at his children majestically but quietly.

And the children who used to be very aggressive are now obediently sitting around them.

However, the current helmsman does not have any kingly spirit, maybe it is not that he does not have it, but it is hidden deep in his heart.

The main course was first placed in front of the helmsman.

The helmsman began to cut down from the large pieces of meat for himself.

The others all looked at him silently, and no one spoke, not even a word of inconsequential importance.

After the helmsman finished cutting, he motioned to Starbuck to remove the basin.

Starbuck moved the basin over and began to gently cut the meat for himself.

At this time, it was very quiet, and no one made a sound, even if Starbuck's knife hit the basin wall, it would startle everyone.

The rest of the people cut the meat in turn, then ate it silently, chewed it, and swallowed it silently.

The helmsman was silent, and the others were not angry.

In fact, the helmsman did not have a rule that he was not allowed to speak at the dinner table, but his subordinates were too afraid of him.

If there was something going on in the bilge, such as a rat showing up and making a noise, it would be a lifesaver for Stubb, because he was choking on the flesh but didn't dare to make a sound, and he could take the opportunity to solve his problem.

Among the four people who ate in the captain's room, the nerd Zhang Hanwen was the most pitiful.

He seemed to be the youngest son in a big feudal family, with no rights, and the only thing to do was to look at the faces of his elders and brothers and obey their words.

However, the difference in the same family is that as the youngest member, he does not receive grace.

At the table in the captain's room, he often ate only the shin bones of corned beef, and the paws of pickled chicken, because they were left for him after they had been taken in order, or rather the result of his own daring to eat them.

He never dared to take the guts to pick up his favorite dish at the table in the captain's room, which seemed to him to be tantamount to a thief stealing.

In fact, the helmsman doesn't think so at all, and neither do other people, except for the position relationship, no one will look at him like this.

He only occasionally took the food himself, and he took the opportunity to do it when the helmsman didn't care, and at that time, he was a little frightened.

However, in any case, he did not dare to fetch butter to eat himself, he felt that in this long voyage, butter was an extremely precious thing, and it was not something that could be eaten by a person like himself.

Poor and inferior child!