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Chapter Nine Wang Five

Linhai City, the towering city walls are polished by the year-round sea breeze on the side near the coast, which is extremely smooth. From a distance, they look like a sleeping black beast, silently looking down at the sea.

Outside the city wall, there is a low bungalow. There are even some shacks that cannot be called houses, which are sparsely placed together, closely attached to Linhai City.

The weather is not good today, and there is wind at the sea. Listen to the people who are rushing to the sea, there is a huge storm in the depths of the sea.

Wang Wu moved the dried fish in the yard into his house early. This kind of weather is the easiest to rain. Although it rains heavily outside, the "house" he lives in will inevitably be baptized by rain. But he knew that the rain on the beach is coming and going quickly.

As long as you are quick and easy to deal with, you are not so unlucky to encounter too strong rainy weather, most of the harvest can still be kept.

When he put away all the dried fish and piled it into a corner of the house that was not easily damp. For a moment, the whole house was filled with the fishy smell unique to the fishy smell that was fully utilized by the salt and light during the marinating process.

However, for Wang Wu, who has been living by the beach all year round, he is really used to this taste.

So much so that when walking on the streets of Linhai City, who do not have such a faint smell of the sea, those locals who were born and raised here like Wang Wu can distinguish them from a distance by just their noses.

He quickly finished packing the dried fish in the yard, then picked up a wooden spoon, re-cooked the pot, and put a slight rice fragrance, mixed with the fish meat into a bowl.

People at the beach often only cook one meal a day. After cooking the meal in the morning, eat a full meal. When you come back in the evening, heat up the remaining half.

Generally speaking, at this time, the busy day can basically come to an end.

It is not like the city outside the city, where oil lamps can be lit. So everyone lies down early after having dinner to accumulate energy for the next day.

Outside the city, it is not like the city. The rich and qualified masters in the city eat three meals a day and all kinds of vegetables to serve.

While eating rice that was not so delicious and could only fill your stomach, Wang Wu, holding a bowl, couldn't help but think about it. Although he had never eaten three meals a day, and had never even eaten any vegetables, he had at least lived in the city before.

Linhai City has very little land, either hard black rock like black iron or fine sand. So the small amount of land around it is used to grow grain, and I heard that this is not enough.

We need to rely on the endless stream of caravans to carry large trucks to transport the grain that crunched the wheels of the ground trucks. Then the caravan filled the empty trucks with the collected ones from each household, and transported them back with all kinds of dried fish.

Therefore, those who can eat vegetables grown with very little land are the most powerful and expensive people in this city.

However, for ordinary people, they do not have their own food. One of the sand radishes is a specialty of the seaside people. The radishes are only suitable for growing in the sand. They used to like this dish.

You should know that by steaming the crisp radish and the thick and fatty fish with rice, you can soak the unique fragrance of the radish and the fat of the fish into the rice. Even adults who came from afar were applauding when they ate it.

Unfortunately, I can't eat it now. Wang Wu squirted his lips and thought. The saliva surging out from the thought of the radish made the rice stuffed into his mouth slide into the esophagus even better.

At that time, I lived in the city, and my father was a small manager. So my father liked to give me the most was that if I performed well in the school in the city, my mother would make a meal of sand and carrots for me to eat.

Of course, my father spent a lot of effort to get himself into the school. After all, people in the school are more likely to be selected by the City Lord's Mansion to participate in the training of the Immortal Master.

Therefore, in addition to asking for money, the school sometimes also needs to rely on connections to get in. This is also a way for not-so-rich families in Linhai City to make a name for themselves.

Wang Wu sighed and took a few more mouthfuls of food. He was still young at that time. Although he knew the name of the Immortal Master a little confused, he actually didn't fully understand the meaning of it.

Therefore, although I was not the worst when I went to school, I was definitely not the best group.

Especially in order to play with those who are richer in the school, he always saves the breakfast money his father gave him so that he can keep up with those classmates and play with all kinds of novel things.

Now that I think about it, I actually don’t have the chance. Maybe I work harder with my talent, and by the final selection, I may be able to choose.

However, at the age when he should have grown up, he did not have a good meal, which led to him being thin and small. At the end of the level, he was still a little short of reaching the minimum standard of being selected.

Of course, even this is not the worst case. After all, as long as the father is here, their family can still live in Linhai City safely.

But at this moment, a huge beast tide hit Linhai City. My father lost his job because of the impact of this beast tide.

In addition, my mother also suffered a double blow from losing her job with her father because of this incident, and she became ill in anger.

My father spent all his savings and could not cure his mother's illness. In the end, he had to grit his teeth and mortgage the house in the city, and then asked for two bottles of spiritual pills from Master Xianshi.

But even so, I only saved my mother's life for three more months. My father was exhausted and struggled for several years because he could not stand such a blow, and finally let go.

Every time he thought of this, Wang Wu was wondering, if he had worked hard and was chosen by the City Lord's Mansion, what would his destiny be like?

At least I have a salary that I can get, so I don’t have to let my father support me so hard.

At least with the identity, the house in the city can be kept. It will not be driven out of the city in the end and wander in this unsecured place. If a slightly smaller beast tide hits, it will be possible to die.

I don’t have to get up early and go to bed late, but I can’t even save the money for marrying a wife.

Wang Wu thought about this and did not notice that the night outside seemed to be getting thicker.

A woman's scream came from several shacks in the distance, and Wang Wu calmly lay down on the rice in his bowl. It must be someone's woman who complained that she was beaten by her husband, or a few kids who were half-aged and were found peeking at the woman in a bath.

In such a place where every household is poor, they may not be able to pay for the money to buy rice tomorrow, the interpersonal relationships are more complex and tense than in the city, so that they have long developed the habit of being less responsible and less responsible.

After dinner, Wang Wu walked to the stove and was about to wash dishes. He saw a black shadow standing outside his fence, staring at him tightly along the half-closed door.

"who?"

Wang Wu became nervous, and the dark shadow outside the house was blurred and could not see clearly under the moonlight without any lights.

The screams in the distance turned into louder crying. Seeing that he shouted loudly, the black shadow still made no sound, and Wang Wu slowly squatted down.

The moves he had learned in school seemed to begin to wake up in his body. He reached out and touched the stove on the side, and grabbed the thickest wooden stick from the still warm stove.

"thump!"

In the dark shadow, a corpse fell down on his back.

The body was wrinkled, like the pickled fish in the house.

The corpse's teeth were very dark, and all the teeth were turned out. The mouth was wide open, as if it wanted to breathe desperately. The eyes were wide open, and even the whites of the eyes were wide open.

Isn’t this Wu Bo from Dongtou House? Wang Wugang had this idea, and the black shadow rushed towards him quickly.

The black shadow completely ignored the wooden sticks he waved and rushed straight into Wang Wu's body with a row of Mars.

"it hurts!"
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