"You hurt me just now, you see, my wrists are blue." An hour later, Zhou Xiaoli was lying on Hong Tao's body with a flushed face and messy hair, smoking a cigarette with the man.

"But you didn't shout pain just now, you seem to be shouting hard, right?" Hong Tao brushed the woman's messy hair back with his hand, looking at her very slender eyes, every time the passion passed, Zhou Xiaoli's eyes would be like a cat, squinting into a slit, looking so weird.

"I won't quarrel with you, the date for going to Naha has been set, give me my passport, I'll help you buy a plane ticket, I was supposed to inform you by the way, the company still has a meeting, you can rest for a while, I have to go." Zhou Xiaoli extinguished the cigarette butt, glanced at the watch on the bedside table, stood up lazily, and walked into the bathroom naked.

Hong Tao fell asleep before Zhou Xiaoli finished washing, and when he woke up, it was already noon, and his small leather bag containing money and passport was placed on the bedside table, and the passport had been taken away by Zhou Xiaoli, and this guy also piled her torn underwear on the leather bag, and there were a few pieces of torn paper on it, Hong Tao took a closer look, it turned out to be the packaging of the two bottles of cosmetics, it seems that Zhou Xiaoli took the two bottles of cosmetics while she was sleeping.

Naha is the capital of Okinawa Prefecture and is the largest city in the Okinawa archipelago. Okinawa is actually the ancient Ryukyu, an archipelago that stretches southwest from near the Japanese island of Kyushu, and the southernmost point is close to the island of Taiwan. This series of islands forms a slight arc that separates China's East China Sea from the Pacific Ocean.

Naha Airport is the only major airport in Okinawa Prefecture, with flights to all parts of Japan, and since Okinawa is the only subtropical tourist area in Japan, many Japanese people come here every winter to enjoy the warm tropical climate, and Okinawa is like the Hawaii of Japan in their eyes.

It is said to be a large airport, but in fact, it is not as big as the airport in our second-tier cities in China, especially the terminal building, which is not tall and majestic at all, how small can it be? After entering the terminal building from the tarmac, you can see the exit of the terminal building and the street outside, which is still a domestic terminal, and the international terminal next to it is even smaller, like a small post office.

As soon as he got out of the cabin, a layer of sweat broke out on Hong Tao's head, everyone was still wearing down jackets when they got on the plane, and they could wear vest shorts when they got off the plane. Although it was winter, the temperature in Naha remained in the mid-20s, reaching 30 degrees at noon, and looking at the palm trees outside the airport, Hong Tao confirmed that he had arrived in a tropical area.

Since Mr. Yae has a factory here, he arranged in advance for 2 employees in the factory to come to pick up the airport, and after picking up the luggage, Yae took everyone to board a business car first, and he drove it first, and let his employees load the luggage slowly, and then pull it back.

The streets of Naha look no different from those in Japan, they are messy and clean, and there is not even a single garbage can on the street, and the exact reason is not clear to Mr. Yae, who says that this has been the case since he came here to open a factory.

The car drove for about half an hour to arrive at Mr. Yae's factory, which is already the western suburb of Naha, and the factory covers a large area, most of which are occupied by a large factory, and only a two-story building is separated in a corner, which is the temporary residence of Hong Tao on this trip to Naha.

Mr. Yae's factory is very interesting, its product is glass, to be precise, it is a handicraft called glaze, which is a local specialty, Hong Tao saw a lot of glazed products in the exhibition room of the small building, there are cups, plates, coffee sets, knick-knacks or something, there are many colors, and they are all very bright.

The texture of this glass is a bit like frosted glass, but the transparency is not as high as that of glass, and their price is not cheap, and a small shot glass sells for more than 1,600 yen. If Mr. Yae wasn't an acquaintance, Hong Tao would definitely pout and not even look at it, but now he could only pretend to be very serious and appreciative to listen to Mr. Yae introduce all kinds of proud works produced in his factory to him in the same way.

Dinner was served in Naha City, and the name of the restaurant was very interesting, "My Naha Pork Shop". The Japanese call pork pork, and the name of the store should mean Naha's local pork according to the literal meaning, Hong Tao guessed.

As a result, Hong Tao really guessed correctly, the pork here comes from a kind of black pig that is a specialty of Naha, it is said that this kind of pig is a skewer between wild boar and domestic pig, the meat quality is not as thick as wild boar, nor is it as greasy as domestic pig, and the fat and thin are moderate, which is most suitable for making grilled pork chops and brushing pots.

Needless to say, the pork chops are grilled to an apricot brown color, bubbling with oil, and they look so appetizing, and the pork slices are also very powerful, and the thinly sliced meat, each slice is red and white, and it melts in the mouth after a few dips in the pot. But Hong Tao's favorite dish is not pork chops and pork slices, but another specialty of the store: bitter gourd.

This Okinawan bitter gourd doesn't have any astringency at all, and the chef at the restaurant stir-fried it with eggs and tofu and bitter gourd, which doesn't look great, but it still tastes delicious.

However, Hong Tao is also dissatisfied, that is, the braised pork made in this pork shop is really a failure, such a good pork, as long as it is slightly sugary and stewed over low heat, it will be delicious without any superb cooking skills. But when the braised pork here was served, Hong Tao felt a sigh in his heart, the meat was soft and lying like a puddle of mud, not only the color was not good-looking, but after putting it in his mouth, it was like eating a mouthful of mashed potatoes, too bad and too light, and there was no bullshit smell!

Most of the people who fish have a problem, regardless of their age, as soon as they hear that they are going to fish tomorrow, especially to a new place to fish, then on the first day of departure, you don't expect them to settle down and do something serious. At this time, they are all in the realm of "the body is not moving, the heart is far away", just like when they were children going to spring outing, they can't say that they can't sleep with excitement, but they will sort out the fishing gear and bait over and over again, and wonder if there is something that is not ready.

Hong Tao is the same, especially Hong Tao, a person who has never played trolling, is more curious, if according to his meaning, he should find a fast food when he comes out of the airport, make do with a few bites and then take the fishing tackle and immediately get on the boat and set off, go to the factory in Yae to arrange food and lodging, it is purely a superfluous move, seeing that the sea can't go down, and he has to live on the shore for a day, isn't this torture.

I think it can be thought of like this, Hong Tao has not yet reached the point where he can say this kind of thought, this trip is arranged by Mr. Yae, as an invited guest, then he has to have the duty of a guest. And as a novice in trolling, you can't dominate the crowd, no matter what kind of eagerness you have, you have to pretend to be calm honestly.

After eating, Yae led everyone to a Nasku again, hugged the wine lady and continued to drink, this time Hong Tao was long-sighted, no longer ordered any foreign wine, and drank beer with everyone, he was afraid that he would accidentally pour these people down, affecting tomorrow's fishing event.

Early the next morning, a van with a large sailfish painted on the carriage stopped in front of the small building where Hong Tao and his family lived, the driver was an uncle, his skin was unusually dark, if you look at it from a distance, I thought it was an African guy. Hong Tao and several people got up early, because they were more anxious, Hong Tao's addiction to smoking attacked, smoking one after another, not only the non-smoking Muraichi and Yae were smoked away, but even Ueno, a smoker, couldn't stand it, leaving only Zhou Xiaoli alone and never running, it is estimated that she has long been accustomed to contact with this kind of smoker in China.

The port arrived soon, and as soon as he got off the car, Hong Tao's first feeling was: the sky! You're so TM blue! O sea! You're more TM blue! This blue makes Hong Tao look so unreal, not like the color of nature, but like a chemical dye.

"These two people are brothers, the one who went to pick us up just now was the younger brother, named Maruyama Hui, and the one standing on the boat was the elder brother, called Maruyama Haruka, and this ship is theirs." Zhou Xiaoli pointed to one of the large rows of boats parked in front of her and introduced it to Hong Tao.