Chapter 231: Seafood Feast

With this unexpected gain, Modo plans to go to the Seal People's banquet to enjoy a seafood feast, as for these surrendered Blood Sail pirates, don't worry at all, the fat dragon Xiaohei is lying on the edge of the beach where the pirates are sitting, these pirates who have been killing people at sea for a long time are now more honest than chicks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After saying hello to the fat dragon and promising to get him a lot of delicious seafood, Shi Shiran walked directly towards the largest wooden house, along the way, a large group of seals were busy tidying up the burned wooden house, to see if they could find some useful household goods from the ruins.

Mo Duo took the opportunity to observe these seal people carefully, compared to the bitter haha people in the Black Stone Great Wasteland, the stature of these seal people fishermen who can eat the sea by the sea is obviously much taller, even if it is not much better than those powerful race bear people and the like, but their eyes will involuntarily tremble when they see the little dwarf.

Master Modo, who can be regarded as a big man wherever he goes, is naturally always the focus of his eyes, but those eyes are either admiration, or admiration, jealousy, etc., but this is the first time that he can't hide his fearful gaze.

It wasn't until Mo Duo found that these people often unconsciously secretly looked at the fat dragon Xiao Hei, and then looked vigilant, that he realized the crux of the problem, especially these seal people, who actually regarded the embodiment of justice, the generous and benevolent Lord Mo Duo, as the evil black dragon knight......

When he walked a short distance to the largest wooden house, after getting the news of Modo's arrival, the old man of the seal man was already waiting at the door, full of restraint and planning to invite Modo into the wooden house, but Modo stopped directly in front of the door.

"I think you may have misunderstood me a little, in fact, we are all members of the orc family, so I will introduce myself first. Modo spoke aloud, and for a moment the entire village of seals looked at the little dwarf with puzzled eyes.

After tidying up the somewhat messy clothes on his body, Mo Duo said in a loud voice: "I am the saint of the great god of war, the duke of the iron lord of the orc empire, the lost children of the god of war, and the great god of war has never abandoned you." ā€

The reason why the name of the saint recognized by the Temple of War is reported in front of the temple, this is the experience that the little dwarf has gained many times, in the eyes of these orcs who have been separated from the orc empire for many years, the name of the temple of war is definitely better than the official position of the empire.

When the old man in front of him heard this, his body suddenly shook violently, and he wanted to say something in disbelief, but Mo Duo waved his hand to stop him, and then Mo Duo directly chanted the blessing war song of the God of War Temple, when there was no other semicolon on this continent, and the blessing war song exclusive to the God of War Temple took effect on hundreds of seal people, they no longer had any doubts about Mo Duo's identity.

After a few minutes of silence, the sealmen suddenly erupted in a loud cheer, and all men, women, and children, all shouted 'Praise to the god of war' and fell to their knees in reverence at the little gnomes......

Plump sea cucumbers, barracuda crabs with a large basin, small yellow croakers weighing several catties, abalone the size of half of the face of the little dwarf, these superb seafood ingredients that have been extinct in the previous life are placed in front of the little dwarf in a shoddy large wooden basin, and a full table is placed, and then there is an endless stream of seafood that has never been seen on the table.

Of course, the same seafood feast, the fat dragon of Lord Modo also has a copy, and after confirming the identity of the saint of the Modo War Temple, the fat dragon with a hideous face suddenly felt majestic in the eyes of the seals.

Indeed, as the mount of Duke Modo, a saint of the Temple of War, even if it is a black dragon, it is also a righteous black dragon, and the oily dragon scales and fat body are not easy to mess with at first glance, and every sealman is proud that his fellow orcs have such a powerful mount.

A few scones, which appeared to be made from corn flour and other grains, were solemnly placed by the seals in the closest place to the little gnomes.

The old man of the seals, who is also the patriarch of the only sealman village called Gem Island, carefully filled the glass of Modo's life with the wine bottle in his hand, and then poured a third of it into his wooden cup.

Then the old village chief of the sealman, Orphes, took his wine glass and said to Modo, who was holding a large lobster, with an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry to be honorable Saint, it's rude to only serve you these shoddy seafood, but we have some delicious tortillas and good wine here, I hope you like it."

After finishing speaking, the old village chief Orphes directly poured the little wine into his mouth, and then let out a wonderful sound of satisfaction, and several old sealmen sitting beside him unconsciously made a distinct sound of swallowing saliva.

Under the old sealman's signal again, Mo Duo could only put down the 'poor' seafood that Zhenghuan was gnawing in his hand, and drank a big sip of the glass of wine, and then the little dwarf's face instantly became extremely exciting.

Relying on his strong self-control, Mo Duo did not spit out the wine in his mouth, and spit it on the head and face of Old Orpheus, who was attentive to let Master Mo Duo enjoy some delicious corn tortillas.

It's really unbearable to look back, this so-called fine wine is completely an oat wine that has been completely spoiled after I don't know how long it has been placed, except for the alcohol content that has passed, the rest of the feeling is really no different from the water.

In order to suppress the nausea churning in his heart, Mo Duo grabbed a piece of corn scone, bit off most of it in one bite, and just chewed two bites, the nausea in his stomach disappeared, but his throat and eyes were hurt by the thick and hard corn tortillas, which made Master Mo Duo eat two large abalone in a row to calm down.

During the rest of the meal, no matter how earnestly the old sealman persuaded him, Mordo didn't even move the so-called delicious tortillas and good wine, and could only let Orphes and the other seals share with a satisfied face.

When the meal was over, Modo burped contentedly, pointed to the wooden basin full of tables and asked, "What is the price of seafood here from the village chief of Orfus, if you exchange the corn flour just now, I don't know how much corn flour is exchanged for such a pot of seafood......

"How is that possible!" Before Mo Duo finished speaking, the old sealman exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost: "This kind of shoddy seafood is everywhere in the sea area, and the entire Gem Island can't harvest dozens of catties of delicious corn in a year, how can such a fool do such a loss-making business." ā€

The old sealman's rush to answer completely blocked Modo's last sentence, 'I want to exchange grain for your seafood', and he couldn't tell them directly, just the little seafood he ate and drank just now was sold at Haksa Fort, and the grain bought with the gold coins exchanged for it could fill this kind of big wooden house for several ...... in a row.