Chapter 109 Delicious Fish

A level 1 murloc chef named Spoon joined Ratchet Village. Currently, the inn in the village is still used as an alchemy laboratory by Slark and the others. Spoon boredly lit a fire in the square in the center of the town.

Level 3 construction worker Gulu is a famous glutton in Ratchet Village. At this moment, he is wandering around leisurely while catching a big fish. In order to show off his superior benefits, this kid has to show off food every day.

Gulu came to the square and saw a fishman lighting a fire in the square. He was so greedy that he immediately ran over.

It's not school time yet. A group of little fishmen are playing near the square. These little fishmen soon discovered that there was a fishman lighting a fire in the village. The little fish people were already familiar with flames, but they had never seen a fire made by fish people, so they immediately gathered around it because they were curious about everything.

"Don't you hate fire?" Tang Shao asked in surprise when he saw many fishmen gathered around him without any scruples.

"Hate fire? How come? Fire is a good thing." Gulu said with a serious face while drooling.

"The fire is good, you can bake something to eat."

“The barbecue is delicious.”

“The grilled fish is delicious.”

"Barbecue is better than grilled fish."

"Grilled fish tastes better."

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The little fishmen who were watching also said that fire is a good thing, and some even started arguing over whether barbecue or fish was better.

Not only Gulu, but also several little fishmen started drooling just looking at the fire.

"It's great that you don't hate fire. Spoon can grill fish." Spoon said excitedly.

"Great grilled fish, I want so much grilled fish."

"I also want to grill fish. Barbecue is not good."

"Grilled fish tastes better than barbecue."

As soon as I heard that the spoon could grill fish, all the little fish people who were arguing just now immediately came to the side of "grilling fish is good".

"Spoon? Do you have a name? Did the village give it to you?" Gulu asked warily.

"It wasn't the village chief who got it, it was Old Tom who gave it to Tiffany Spoon." Tiffany Spoon answered seriously.

"So that's it, my name is Gulu Ratchet Builder, and this name was chosen by the village chief himself!" Gulu said proudly.

"It was taken by the village chief."

"Gulu is so powerful."

Several little fishmen couldn't help but praise each other, and Gulu even raised his head when he heard this.

"The name was chosen by the village chief himself. That's really impressive." Tang Shao agreed. After all, he was also born in a fishman village, so he knew how difficult it is for a fishman to have a name.

"Tangshao can make delicious small fish and herbal baked eggs, but there are no small eggs and fresh small fish." Tangshao said regretfully. He was just bored at first and lit a fire to play, but he didn't expect that this fishman village would have so many Fish people like to eat grilled fish.

"What is a little egg?"

"The teacher said that eggs are laid by birds."

"No, raptors also lay eggs."

"There are many small fish in the sea."

The little fish people immediately became excited when they heard that they were eating. However, the food in the village was distributed uniformly, and they did not have any small fish or eggs with them at this time.

"There are a lot of fresh small fish in the warehouse in the village. Who can bring some quietly? The grilled fish tastes very good." Gulu suddenly said, inciting the little fishman to steal the fish.

Little fishmen, you look at me, I look at you, and finally a few bold little fishmen ran towards the warehouse.

Normally, the little fishmen in the village like to cause trouble everywhere. Some greedy little fishmen often steal small fish, clams and other food in the village. These little fishmen have long been familiar with this.

It didn't take long for a few little fishmen to come back, but this time they were caught blatantly stealing fish. The person who caught this group of habitual thieves was Yang Yi, the head of Ratchet Village.

After listening to the fish-stealing fishmen saying that Tang Lao wanted to grill the fish, Yang Yi, the village chief of the fishman village, immediately abused his power and twisted a few strings of fresh fish from the warehouse and followed him.

"Hello, village chief."

The fish people immediately saluted Yang Yi, especially the little fish people who had studied in school. The salute was like a soldier meeting a leader.

Of course, Yang Yi, who originally had evil intentions, specifically asked the school teacher to teach these little fish people.

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Tangshao, I heard that you can grill fish?"

"Village chief, Tang Shao can make delicious small fish and baked eggs with herbs." Tang Shao replied.

"Delicious little fish and herbal baked eggs sound like food cooked with skill. Dare to name it delicious little fish, it must be very delicious, but who came up with the name of herbal baked eggs? It sounds a bit off. Ah." Yang Yi fantasized about the taste of delicious fish, and he immediately dismissed the herbal baked egg.

A few strings of fresh small fish were handed over to the spoon. The spoon immediately took out a knife from his body and started to handle the small fish quickly.

"Look at the speed with which he handles the fish. He is indeed a professional chef. The delicious fish grilled by such a chef must be delicious." Yang Yi could not help but swallow his saliva as he watched the fish being processed with the spoon.

The fish didn't take long to bake, and soon the first delicious grilled fish was delivered to the village chief Yang Yi.

"Ouch."

Yang Yi unceremoniously opened the fish's mouth and took a big bite under the eager gazes of the fishmen.

"Fragrant, tender and delicious, it is indeed a delicious fish." Yang Yi was full of praise.

No condiments are added during the whole process of grilling the fish. The original fresh fish is roasted with a spoon until it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. At the same time, it also has the taste of sea salt to stimulate the taste buds.

One small fish was just enough to fill the gap between his teeth, so the second delicious grilled fish also entered Yang Yi's big fish mouth, and the third, the fourth...

Until the tenth delicious fish was ruthlessly monopolized by Yang Yi, the village chief.

After eating ten delicious fishes beautifully, Yang Yi stopped with a lingering look in the endless pleading eyes of the fishmen.

"Ahem, this lord simply tasted it, this delicious fish is really well made, you can eat the rest."

The fishmen cheered and Gulu was moved to tears.

"The food cooked by the chef is different. It seems that the business of the hotel is saved. I want to see how those adventurers will use those poor barbecues to lure the fishmen in the village in the future." Yang Yi thought happily. In fact, he was more happy that as the village chief, he would have a good taste in the future.

After eating ten delicious fishes, Yang Yi was still reluctant to leave. The other fishmen looked at him, the village chief, vigilantly. They were all worried about the fate of the fish being grilled.

At this time, the old blind man came over.

"Lord, we have collected enough ragweed and ragweed seeds. We can start planting ragweed in the farmland." The old blind man reported.

"Is that so." Yang Yi looked at the small fish being grilled reluctantly, but business was still important. "Let's go and have a look."

Yang Yi and the old blind man came to the east of the ratchet village. There were farmlands opened up by the goblins in the grassland in the east.

The goblins were very thoughtful when they opened up farmland here. The west side was close to the Kokar Centaur territory. If crops were planted in the west, they would only become the target of the centaur raiders who came and went like the wind. Planting in the east would be much safer.

When Yang Yi chose to build farmland, he did not consider it as comprehensively as the goblins did, but he believed that the goblins thought more than he did and understood the world better than he did, so the newly built farmland was redeveloped on the basis of the goblin's abandoned farmland.

Not far from the east wall of the ratchet village, eight farmlands were lined up, and a wall was built around the farmland. Although this circle of wooden fences cannot stop the wild boars from invading the farmland, it is enough to stop the wild beasts such as chocobos, zebras and velociraptors that appear nearby.

A dozen fishmen are busy in the farmland. They carry baskets or bags with ragweed or ragweed seeds in them.

Yang Yi walked over and took a few ragweeds to observe.

Ragweed is a green plant with a strong root system and thick above-ground plants. This plant grows fiercely and can quickly overwhelm the plants that compete with it for water and fertilizer.

"Farmland cannot be planted randomly. Listen to the guidance of this lord." Yang Yi began to guide the fishmen in the village to plant ragweed. Although he had never planted a field, as a human, he had seen pigs run even if he had not eaten pork.

"First, we need to dig a small earth pit to bury the roots and seeds of ragweed."

"We need to plant them according to a certain pattern, like this, arranging the ragweed in a row, straight."

"There should be an appropriate interval between each row, this interval..., the interval is this long." Yang Yi gestured with his hand and drew a horizontal line in the farmland as a mark.

"In the future, we need to water it every morning and evening. We cannot use sea water, but the water from the Nushui River."

"What else? Oh, and fertilization. Do you know how to fertilize? It is to spread the feces of the fish people in the farmland, but you don't need too much."

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Yang Yi taught a dozen fish people the knowledge of farming in a grand manner, but in fact he himself knew very little about farming. He could only try his best to pass on the knowledge he knew about farming to the fish people in the village.

Fortunately, the fish people are now planting ragweed, which farmers can't get rid of. Otherwise, let alone a good harvest, it would be a blessing from God to be able to grow food crops.

"Lord, we have started to plant ragweed, and we can ask merchants to buy wild thornroot grass, but there are no fishmen in the village who know how to grow mushrooms." said the old blind man.

"Those steel-brisled wild boars can grow mushrooms by just picking up a rotten haystack. I don't believe that it won't work here with the fishmen. If it really doesn't work, we can capture a few wild boars who know how to grow mushrooms and bring them back as slaves to grow mushrooms." Yang Yi had already made plans. .