Liu Mo came to the bow of the boat, Chaotou Island shrank into a long line behind him, while Donglai Island rose from the sea in front. A wisp of gray smoke floated on the top of the mountain, indicating the location of the island.

He was in a very bad mood, so he had a deep understanding of what he was stubborn.

Even Liu Mo said from time to time: "You deserve to be poor for the rest of your life."

Why?

It's very simple. After coming to Xiangshan ten days ago, Liu Mo has been working hard to make salt.

But so many days have passed, but no progress has been made.

The villagers here are extremely stubborn, which makes Liu Mo feel angry.

First, rent and buy the land needed to dry salt.

The villagers of Xiangshan regard land as more important than their own lives and refuse to sell it no matter what they say.

This is understandable. Like the ancient earth, the land relies on the foundation for survival.

Find a coastal wasteland without anyone?

Haha, the joke is a bit big.

In ancient times, when transportation was so backward, where did the workers go to find it? What to eat? Where to live?

As the wooden oars were paddling, Donglai Island became bigger and bigger. Now Liu Mo could not only see the outline of the mountain, but also the messy wooden houses on the island.

He leaned his center of gravity on the railing, glad that there was something to support him. He had been working hard these days, making him weak. If he stood for too long, his legs would tremble, and sometimes, he coughed uncontrollably.

Maybe this is because of the local environment!

Half a month ago, he was still sleeping in Linyang City, the richest mansion in Jianglin Prefecture, with a soft and comfortable big bed, embracing Lin Shiqi's warm body. He was in a good mood and could drive a car and fight a landlord, and lived a boundless life!

Now to suffer this sin...

Damn, why did I come?

The mountains were getting higher and higher, surrounding the pale smoke. After a while, the port appeared in front of him.

"Son-in-law, are you okay?" Zhao Da stepped forward to support him.

Liu Mo tried to answer, but it broke out with a cough. He quickly grabbed the railing and spat out.

"There is no matter how many ghosts!"

"Sir, let's find a place to rest first?"

"Don't, go back early after finishing your work."

As he said that, Liu Mo endured his discomfort and walked off the boat.

Donglai Island, is this the thirteenth or the fourteenth island you have boarded?

It doesn't matter anymore!

The residents of Xiangshan by the sea have completely given up, and now all their hopes are placed on the surrounding islands.

There were islanders who agreed to rent and sell land before, but the problem was that the island was too small and the area along the beach was not enough to build salt fields.

Get off the boat and look around.

"It's so easy to visit! This place is very suitable for building salt fields." Liu Mo thought to himself, "It looks very convenient to dig channels to attract sea water, and it's very ideal to dry salt!"

Damn, I hope the islanders here are easier to talk to.

Under the guidance of local residents in Xiangshan, Liu Mo took Zhao Da to the only village on Donglai Island.

There are few outsiders visiting the island, and the appearance of Liu Mo and others naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The village chief’s residence is located on the east side of the village. Seeing the rare visitors, the village chief immediately welcomed him warmly.

This person's surname is Li, with a single name of Cheng, and he is about fifty years old. Like other residents on the island, he lives on the island all year round, and is exposed to wind and sunlight, resulting in dark skin and short stature.

After hearing Liu Mo's intention, Li Cheng shook his head and refused.

I thought I would be like other islanders, but Liu Mo had no choice but to stand up.

Oh, I was rejected again!

Leave with a feeling of loss.

It was noon at this time, and I found nothing in the morning.

"Gurgle!" Liu Mo's stomach started to scream.

Zhao Da took out his bag and prepared to eat some dry food to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, when the house was raining overnight, the steamed buns and other dry food I carried were wet by the sea water.

It is salty and bitter, and difficult to swallow.

"I'll go!" Liu Mo frowned.

People are iron and rice are steel. No matter how you want to fill your stomach first.

What to do? Just beg for the islanders to "beg for alms"!

Why don’t you go to a restaurant? Because there is no one!

There are about a thousand people living in Donglai Island, but unfortunately, the islanders are self-sufficient and do not need a restaurant!

So, Liu Mo had to knock on the gate from house to house and "beg for alms" along the way like Tang Sanzang's journey to obtain scriptures in the West!

I asked seven or eight islanders in a row, and each of them was similar.

In the Daxia Dynasty, no modern people like to travel on the island. There are few outsiders on Donglai Island, and most islanders will not prepare extra meals and entertain.

"I'm really convinced!"

Just when Liu Mo was ready to go hungry, an islander was finally willing to entertain his two rare guests.

The owner was a young man with dark skin. He brought a plate of seaweed vegetables, a plate of conch, and two small bowls of rice from the kitchen.

The food is simple, but Liu Mo and Zhao Da, who were already hungry, would not even dislike it. They grabbed the food and stuffed it into their mouths.

However, just after eating halfway through, the hostess walked out of the back hall with a long face. As soon as she opened her mouth, she complained, "I am almost unable to support my wife, children, and I have idle food for outsiders."

"Get back to the house, don't show my shame here." The male owner quickly stood up and scolded.

"What did I say wrong?" the woman said in a crying voice, "I am lucky to marry you, the treasure in the world. Over the years, I have been in the wind and rain, and I don't know how much hardship I have suffered. Now I have had no meals, but I even say you can't!"

These words made the male owner lose face. In a hurry, he raised his fist and wanted to hit someone.

Fortunately, Zhao Da reacted quickly and stepped forward with a big stroll and stopped the male owner.

"I'll give the meal money later, don't argue with me!" Zhao Dalian said.

"Okay, you're killing this day, I can't learn anything else, so I'll start to beat my wife first!" The woman was angry and panicked, crying so hard that she was filled with rain.

This scene made Liu Mo and Zhao Da look embarrassed, and "changing fate" turned into something!

Suddenly, he seemed to notice the unusual!

First of all: the residents of Donglai Island are self-sufficient, and there are no restaurants on the island, which is understandable. No food to support the family? This is unscientific!

Secondly: In the Daxia Dynasty, where men are superior to women, this woman doesn’t look like an unreasonable shrew, how could she scold her husband in front of the guests!

From the corner of his eyes, he swept across the dining table and Liu Mo discovered the unusual.

The residents of Donglai Island, which are all coastal, do not have sea fish on the dining table!

Shocked, he immediately bowed and said, "Madam, don't blame me. What the wife said just now was that she didn't have the last meal...why?"

When you go out, you can’t even fish as an islander?

Could it be that your husband is a lazy waste?

The man sighed, "Oh, I'm going to hide it. Not only my family, but every household in Donglai Island has no surplus food!"

Oh! This is even more unscientific!

It makes sense that one person is lazy, but the residents of the entire island are lazy? It makes no sense!

"Oh? That's strange!" Liu Mo said, "What happened?"

"It's not the official's 'sea ban' order'!"
Chapter completed!