It's exactly like a fish seller.

Where is there a half-point popular anchor and the appearance of an e-sports top brand.

At this moment, Mr. Shan, who changed from an anchor to a fish seller, walked in with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you finally woke up." Hungry or not, I'll get you some seafood porridge later, the seafood on this island tastes good. ”

The chili water in Chu Xiaoxi's hand fell into the quilt with a snap, rubbing his eyes, in disbelief: "Mountain, mountain? ”

She's still sleepwalking...

Mr. Shan nodded, showing a row of white teeth, sat down on the small bench next to him, picked up the water cup and drank water. After resting for a while, Mr. Shan continued: "We are trapped on the island and can't get out. ”

Chu Xiaoxi: !!

In Mr. Shan's narration, Chu Xiaoxi probably knew their situation.

It turned out that the owner of the truck where Mr. Shan and Chu Xiaoxi were shrinking was actually a person who delivered fresh food to the island. Arriving at the harbor that night, we crossed the ocean on an express cargo ship to the "Kamiyu Island", where there is a shortage of vegetables on the sea.

This small island is inhabited by Indians.

Hundreds of years ago, Europe colonized the Americas, and the local Indians were burned, killed and looted. A small number of indigenous people moved to the island, and some of them lived on this small island off the coast, where they lived by fishing.

Last night, the vegetables on the local fishermen's cart were inadvertently found Chu Xiaoxi, the general manager of the mountain, who was "smuggling".

At that time, Mr. Shan and Chu Xiaoxi were both frozen and fainted, shivering, and dirty, like two poor little beggars, looking pitiful.

The kind-hearted natives saved the two.

"The people on this island are very poor and very conservative." Mr. Shan sighed, his tone was helpless, "They don't trust the U.S. government, and they don't accept the U.S. government's infrastructure construction at all." Now on the entire island, listening to Mengmeng, there is only one telephone on the outer island, and you can only contact the vegetable farmers on the other side. ”

"If we want to get back to shore, we'll have to wait two weeks for the vegetable boat."

"They speak English so strangely that I almost wonder if I haven't passed English level 6."

"I've thought about it, during this time, the two of us will stay here first, help sell fish and dry housework, anyway, if we can't go out, it's better to treat it as an island vacation."

Chu Xiaoxi blinked, looking at Mr. Shan's very down-to-earth dress, it was hard to imagine that Mr. Shan adapted to the role so quickly.

Chu Xiaoxi moved out of bed and lowered her head to find her shoes. The little light gray shoes had been dried and hot, with a faint smell of fishy and vegetable juice.

Chu Xiaoxi pondered while putting on his shoes: "It's okay to stay for two weeks, and when the time comes, when you return to the shore, you can rush back to participate in the game with the Japanese team." Our team lost two of the five people, and the game couldn't go on at all. ”

After a pause, Chu Xiaoxi remembered Liu Yun who was frantically "chasing" and killing, in case the old thing reappeared, Liu Yun found the clue of the vegetable truck, and blocked the port to find someone, what should I do?

The most important thing now is that she needs to get to know this island well.

Chu Xiaoxi felt that he had a fate with the island in his life.

Whenever something big happens, it is close to the island, and when you have time, you have to go back and sprinkle more bait into the sea to pay tribute to the European sea god and the Chinese Mazu.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I have agreed with Mengmeng, and I will find someone to escort us back to the shore in two weeks." Mr. Shan seemed to be a know-it-all, and suddenly guessed Chu Xiaoxi's thoughts.