Lukka is actually not very picky about food, as long as it is not Ollie's exclusive recipe, and he can eat something that does not cause anything wrong, he can basically accept it.

Especially when the food was constantly being put on the table, steaming with an enticing aroma, Lukka had already thrown the painful experience of black tea out of the clouds.

Now, in front of him is not only the barbecued and smoked fish mentioned by Mayor Finch, but also a variety of fried stews, and even a bowl of seafood noodle soup in front of everyone.

At the moment of food, Nora has always been at the forefront, picking up the table knife and starting to attack a large piece of barbecue, in front of outsiders, she still retains the most basic etiquette, not like the usual direct grasp on the Silent Death.

When the first piece of barbecue meat was entered, a state of mixed feelings appeared on her face, her eyes flickered far and near, and the whole person seemed to be in a trance, slowly chewing the piece of meat in her mouth, reluctant to swallow it.

That's really not very common for Nora.

"Is it that delicious?" Ollie muttered quietly, cutting a piece of meat into her mouth.

Suddenly, her state became exactly the same as Nora's, and there were a few more tears in her eyes.

Everyone tried one after another, and one after another there was no sound.

It wasn't until Thea finally put the meat in her mouth that she endured it for a while before finally spit it out with a pop.

"You're all bad people! After eating such a sweet barbecue, you don't say anything about it, you have to pull someone into the water!" she said loudly, pointing at Luca.

Lukka flew so hard that he swallowed the piece of meat desperately, and said in a hoarse voice, "Doesn't I want to be as rude as you?"

His throat couldn't help but itch, and he looked at the dishes on the table and judged one by one: smoked fish is definitely not good, normal smoked fish will be a little sweet. Who knows how much sugar is put in the soup in the noodle soup? Deep-fried prawns?

As soon as he reached out with the fried prawns, the well-trained servants immediately approached and quickly poured a layer of viscous syrup over the crispy crusts.

Luka's hand stopped in the air, and he didn't know if he should take it back for a moment.

He used to like sweet, but it was only limited to things that should taste sweet, and these things that would never put sugar in his concept were all soaked in thick sugar juice, even if it was him, it was really difficult to accept.

"You can eat fish. Ollie was much faster than the minions, snatching the fish from the plate in front of her before it was sprinkled with sugar.

Fish is a common food on the seaside, and a fish can be cut in the middle, the internal organs are removed, and then dehydrated with salt to dry, which can keep the fish for a long time without spoiling.

The pieces that Ollie grabbed should not have been processed too much, just washed off the surface of the sea salt stew, slightly exuding some ginger fragrance.

She put a piece of pure meat without thorns in her mouth, and tears immediately flowed.

"You even use sugar to marinate salted fish!" was the last thing Ollie said during the meal.

Lukka really had no choice but to say to Mayor Finch: "Give us some water, the kind of water that doesn't have any sweetness, you won't have this, right?"

Mayor Finch hesitated, but nodded, and gave a few orders to the servants beside him. After a while, the servant cautiously brought a clay pot and placed it on the table.

Lukka poured himself a glass and dipped it with the tip of his tongue to make sure it was really water, and then gulped it down, and the others quickly poured water into their own cups.

"I kind of get it," he finally found his voice, "the meaning of the word that outsiders put to the name of your island, it should be that you eat too sweet, so it's called 'Sweet Island', right?"

"I'm also curious, how can you people drink any tasteless water?" Mayor Finch asked.

"We humans, if we keep eating something as sweet as yours, we're going to have a problem!" Lukka said.

"Oh, this is a different race!" said Mayor Finch, who wrote it down on a piece of paper beside him.

Lukka took another big sip of water and asked casually, "Mayor of the town, are you rich in sugar cane here?" ”

"Sugar cane?" Mayor Finch scratched his head, "do you mean that kind of crop that looks like a wooden pole?" I remember reading about it in a book, but we don't have it here, it's not sweet enough. Moreover, there is no place to grow it on our island. ”

"There's no place to plant?" Luca remembered that the island was not very small.

"Yes, we're not an agricultural island, we don't have a single farmland. Mayor Finch replied.

"And where do you get all this sugar? It's sugar, right?" Lukka was even more surprised, he thought that if he didn't grow sugar cane, maybe they would grow sugar beets.

"Sugar, of course!" Finch said.

"Did they all buy it on the black market?" Thea guessed.

"How is that possible, how much does that cost?" Mayor Finch shook his head repeatedly, "We are originally a sugar-producing island here, and the sugar reserves on the island are the largest in the entire Boiling Sea!"

"Sugar mines, sugar mines!" Luca was completely shocked, he had heard for the first time that sugar could be produced in the mines.

"Of course, where do you get all this sugar? Underneath this island, there are all the best sugar mines, and we are a mining island. ”

Luca was a little speechless, picked up the cup and poured all the water down.

"Go get another bottle of water. Mayor Finch instructed his servants.

"But, Mayor Mare, our reserve ......," the servant grimaced.

"It's okay, the guests are humans! How many humans can you see in your life? It's okay to take out all the water. Mayor Finch said in a generous tone.

"Excuse me, isn't your fresh water scarce?" Nora hesitated, "but on the way we saw several wells. ”

"There are a lot of wells, but they are all sweet water. Mayor Finch was right, as if the water in the well should be sugar water.

Lukka figured out that if the island was full of sugar mines, the sugar would definitely dissolve in the groundwater.

If these gnomes want to get fresh water, they either go to other islands to buy it, or make it by distillation, and it is conceivable that the price will not be cheap. It was only natural for them to gulp so loudly that the servant had a sad face.