In the early morning of the next day, Yuelan was sweeping the courtyard, heard the wooden door move, turned around and saw Zheng Haizhu coming out, and asked with a smile: "Miss got up so early?" ”

Zheng Haizhuwaner: "It's early dawn in Daishan. Yuelan, can there be hot porridge? ”

"How can there be no mile, Miss wash up first, and I'll serve it."

Not long after, Yuelan came back with a food plate and saw that Zheng Haizhu had already put on her coat, from top to bottom cloth shirt and pants, obviously from her own baggage.

Yuelan is a clever person, and understands that if Miss Zheng still lives on the island, she is half the master.

She didn't ask the young lady why she didn't wear the beautiful clothes prepared by Yan Dangjia, but only focused on the work at hand, and arranged the breakfast diligently.

Zheng Haizhu looked at the varieties he ate, which was exactly what he wanted.

The oily glutinous rice steamed cake is wrapped in peanut granules, and the white trash fish, light yellow shellfish and red shrimp are boiled with japonica rice to form a thick seafood porridge.

The meat protein and carbs are full and can give her plenty of calories to take action in a few moments.

After hearing the words "Daishan Island" on the bird boat, she had already begun to ponder about this action.

Yesterday she was convinced that the island she was on was the Daishan Island of the future, and she decided to carry out her own expedition.

Zheng Haizhu gobbled up while listening to the movement of the small courtyard next door with his ears pricked up.

Finally, she heard the sound of "whirring, swishing".

That was Yan Siqi who also got up and practiced dancing with a knife.

Zheng Haizhu pushed the empty bowl and said to Yuelan: "I'm done, I'll go to Xu Futing again." ”

Yuelan was surprised: "Huh? Right now? What is the young lady going to do......"

"It's a great view, and I'm going to see it more clearly today. Thanks to Brother Yan's various embroidery threads here, I just used the silk thread to write down the colors and go back to Jiangnan to embroider. ”

"Go now?"

"Yes, you see the dawn is already thick, I hurry there, just as the sun jumps out of the sea, the clouds are the brightest color, and the waves on the water are the most beautiful."

Zheng Haizhu took out the cashmere cloak that Yan Siqi gave her yesterday from the house, and a basket filled with splendid silk threads.

Yuelan went up and said, "I'll go with Miss." ”

Zheng Haizhu's tone was soft, but she clearly refused: "We use embroidery thread to arrange colors, just like when a painter walks Danqing with a brush, I don't like to have other people around us look at it." Don't worry, Brother Yan guided me yesterday, the pavilion is very close, and the road is easy to walk. And you eat breakfast with all your heart. When the sun is high and the scenery fades, I'll come back. Shhh, don't disturb Brother Yan's practice. ”

Yuelan heard Miss Zheng say this, and it was not easy to insist, so she had to send Zheng Haizhu out of the courtyard first, preparing to report when Yan Siqi finished practicing morning exercises.

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Xu Futing is in the northeast of Daishan Island.

The seabed in the southeast is very high, but the terrain near the island is flat, and there are no craggy reefs, and the water is diverted by the salt workers' embankment, which has become a natural salt drying field.

Although the cliffs on the south and west sides are steep, they each face a series of small islands on the sea not far away, forming a harbor, with their backs to the East China Sea and the Pacific Ocean beyond, which is well sheltered from the wind and the water is deep, which is suitable for docking as a lucky ship and a relatively large bird boat. The bird boat that Mao Wenlong and Zheng Haizhu took when they came, and Yan Siqi's other three boats, anchored in the western harbor.

Only the northeast side of the island faces the endless water, and the view is particularly majestic at sunrise and sunset.

At this moment, the sky is bright, and the sun paints the reef and pavilions with a golden appearance, and it also makes the air cool in the late summer morning.

Outside Xu Fu Pavilion, the predecessors used stone strips of different sizes to pave the terrain downward, but when they reached the near sea, the road was cut off, leaving only rolling rocks with little difference.

Yesterday, Zheng Haizhong was accompanied by Yan Si to Xu Futing, and he had a rough understanding of the terrain in the name of Range Rover.

So, bathed in the glow, she walked down the steps, took off her cashmere cloak, and laid it on the reef with a needlework basket.

At this hour, the tide has not yet risen, and fortunately, the morning breeze is not strong, only blowing slowly, the water surface is still calm, and the sea water that meets the reef only slightly rolls up the waves, whispering gently.

But this is, after all, the deep sea, and it is unfathomable.

It seems that those cold and solemn eyes, even if the surface is temporarily lit by the morning sun and a few flickering warmth, the inside still makes people feel unpredictable and fearful.

Zheng Haizhu's swimming skills were very good in his previous life, otherwise he would not have known the legend of Daishan Island by accident.

In this life, she tested her chance to still be excellent in water, not in Zhangzhou, Fujian Province, but in the Dragon Boat Race in Songjiang.

At that time, I don't know where a few celebrities with big shoulders and round waists came out, and suddenly became to see the muscular man on the dragon boat, and squeezed Han Ximeng, who was eating stinky tofu skewers with his sleeves covered, off the bridge. Zheng Haizhu didn't think about it, and immediately jumped into the river, seemingly completely driven by instinct, and fished Han Ximeng's life back from the Dragon Lord in a scientific posture.

But how can the river of boating and playing in the Jiangnan water town compare with the sea.

Zheng Haizhu jumped across a few reefs, trying to see the situation under the water with the help of Shunguang as much as possible.

There seems to be no dark shadow of the reef.

Let's go!

I even killed people a few days ago, and I'm afraid of a bird when the water is cold.

In the troubled times, there are still decades to break through, take a sea bath and sharpen your courage first.

Thinking of this, Zheng Haizhu bit his teeth hard, took a deep breath, stepped on a reef that was only three or four feet high from the sea, slipped down, and slid into the sea.

The sea is really cold.

When treading water, your feet seem to be on the ice.

Fortunately, this season, just out of the ambush, the bowl of hot seafood porridge in the morning has not long been in the stomach, and I am still wrapped in a velvet cloak to maintain my body temperature all the way.

But it's still a quick fix.

Zheng Haizhu swam out two or three feet quickly, and then turned to look back.

Now, she is facing Xu Futing, on the right is a cliff sunken in the direction of the north of the island, and not far from the left is also a stone cliff, but it is not high, like a wide palm, slightly curled, in the backlight, it looks a little gloomy.

It should be here, yes.

Four or five hundred years of time, for nature, but the white horse passing through the gap, is far from enough to cause changes in the vicissitudes of the sea.

This corner of Daishan Island is almost the same as the appearance that Zheng Haizhu has seen in later generations.

In the project in her previous life, she followed the teacher to run the crew, and often had to change the book on the spot.

There is a scene, and it is the kind of bloody plot where the male protagonist gives the female protagonist a life in the water, and the male and female protagonists are dressed beautifully and brightly.

Who knew that the heroine of the traffic Xiaohua with an average salary of 2.5 million a day, slept until she was about to send a lunch box, and she was late, and when she put on the costume and finished the makeup, and the crew equipment was all in place, she said that her aunt was here and couldn't go into the water.

The director was about to vomit blood in anger, turned his head to see Zheng Haizhu eating egg cakes under the tree, and pointed with his hand: "That girl, you, yes, it's you, do you want to make extra money?" ”

In this way, that day, Zheng Haizhu acted in the sea for more than half an hour, and also discovered a strange thing.