Kick off your shoes and sit on the beach, feeling the soft sea sand between your toes. Looking at the vast water in the distance, a ray of setting sun slowly sets in the west, spreading a layer of golden clouds on the sea, and the moon fills my heart.
It also gave me a little peace of mind.
"Are you hungry?"
Christine's voice sounded behind her, and when she turned around, she saw that the other party was walking towards her with a wooden bowl. It was hard to imagine how a blind man could accurately determine his position.
After groping to sit down next to him, Christine handed the bowl in her hand to his hand.
"Eat quickly, I made it for lunch. You haven't eaten anything since you fell into the sea yesterday."
The wooden bowl was filled with cold soup. The golden color and the wafting fragrance made Yue Chuo move his index finger. He picked up the spoon and stirred it a few times. Although it was soup, it was actually rich in ingredients. Some of the ingredients were removed.
Shrimp meat in the shell, some like pineapple pulp, and coriander.
After taking a brief sip, he felt the rich umami flavor and light sweetness instantly occupied his teeth and cheeks. The conflicting feeling of wanting to swallow in large gulps, but also wanting to savor it carefully filled his body and mind, making it difficult to make a choice. In the end, he decided that it was "neither fast nor slow"
At such a speed, he poured the entire bowl of soup into his belly.
Christine smiled and stretched out a hand in front of him. In her delicate palm lay the wine bottle given to him by Dongfang Buwen and the lighter given to him by his fiancée.
Yue Chuo put down the wooden bowl, took the lighter in his hand, opened the lid with a "dang" sound, and lit it immediately.
"Isn't my tobacco stem and tobacco just in your place?"
"Then I'm sorry, I couldn't save all your hobbies." Christine chuckled, "Besides these two things, you only have shredded tobacco, but it got soaked too early and you can't smoke anymore. As for cigarettes
I didn’t see the pole, but Dong Yi helped you put away the dagger.”
"That's too bad. Xiaoyan gave the cigarette rod as a gift. She doesn't know how she will go crazy when she finds out!" Yue Chuo smiled bitterly and turned off the lighter, then glanced at the wine bottle still lying in Christine's hand, "
I..., I clearly reject magic, yet I still use a magic wine flask. Am I a fake person?"
Christine unscrewed the flask, took a big sip of dark beer, and asked without answering: "Do you know why this flask is filled with beer instead of strong liquor?"
Yue Chuo shook his head in confusion.
"Because in this world, especially this world that has been in drought for several years, there are too few clean water sources." Christine seemed to see him shaking his head, and after a pause, he explained, "In the past, there were often
Contamination of the water source would cause widespread plague. Later, people discovered that if the water source was brewed into beer, the problem of plague infection would disappear. So gradually, people formed the habit of drinking beer as water. Especially
A traveler would rather trust the beer in a dirty glass than drink from an unfamiliar water source."
"I thought the old man was stingy." Yue Chuo said dumbly, "I didn't expect that he was thinking about me. I really let down his good intentions."
"Having such a hip flask filled with beer is indeed a very practical tool on the road." Christine smiled, "Drinking too much wine will cause chaos, but this beer has saved many lives.
Human life. I don’t know why you reject magic, but magic is like beer. Although it has a scary side, it actually saves us humans."