I come from the world of punishment

Haishi probably thought that Luo Huai was similar to him, that they were both quasi-professionals who went to the fishing base to make a living. After all, even he couldn't imagine how ordinary people would dare to board a boat to the beach at this time.

"Aren't you hungry if you don't have breakfast?" He was still very kind as when we met last night.

Of course, a fisherman sat there all night without seeing a fish around him, and it didn't look like he had breakfast.

Luo Huai just squinted at the boy holding a big rice ball, but he didn't think it was tasteless. Before he could speak, he stuffed him with a small bowl of grilled fish fillet soup.

"Eat it with it. How can you swallow such a big lump? Why don't you do it?" Luo Huai said relaxedly as he took back his hand to support his chin.

"Oh, it's okay. This rice is a little salty with soy sauce, and there's egg yolk filling in it." Hai Shi is still not used to Luo Huai's magic-like way of holding things. Most people should have a slippery backpack even if they open it. Finger movements.

However, he still took the fish soup. There was nothing wrong with it being more flavorful. For such a big rice ball, the filling alone was a bit inadequate.

Luo Huai took a look at his backpack, held it in a little, and guessed that the rice balls were probably brought by his family. The size of the rice balls made it clear that only his mother could stuff them.

"What do you do if you eat it for me?"

"That bowl of yours is what I have left." Luo Huai paused and added, "I mean what's left in the pot, not my saliva."

"It's okay, who hasn't eaten from the big pot yet?" Hai Shi didn't mind at all and laughed.

Luo Huai also laughed. People with such a simple personality are very comfortable to get along with, much easier than those who are shrewd.

At the same time, everyone else on the boat was eating breakfast, which was a simple soup of dried fish, vegetables, and steamed buns.

The food on the ship, unless the chef is very dedicated, is basically nutritional. Of course, if a big fish is caught, the chef will not mind cooking a delicious meal.

But now, there are only some ordinary and convenient ingredients on the ship, so we can only make do with them.

Sailors are used to eating this kind of flavor, but young people on land may not be used to it. The taste of dried fish is quite appealing.

The young people who formed the team were obviously unable to bear it. After trying it for a few bites, they gave up on the dried fish soup.

But eating the steamed buns dry is not a problem. You can drink it with some soup at first. When it cools down, the dried fish soup will completely lose its "flavor".

"Ugh~" One person couldn't hold it back and still vomited.

Well, that's not surprising.

The only strange thing is why someone who reacts so strongly to dried fish would go to the fishery base at this time.

Luo Huai and Hai Shi ate the melon, watching the people put down their soup bowls with dissatisfaction and went to find the boat cook.

Soon the captain also walked over, looking a little conflicted.

"We paid for it! You can't even bear to make some delicious breakfast?"

"Hey! These are the only things on the ship. And when we boarded the ship, we told you to eat only as long as you want. It's up to you to say it's okay!" The chef has a bad temper and is not at all spoiled. "And we also said when we sent the ship. Well, we are just rushing on this trip and will not buy any additional ingredients."

But everyone is right about this. For people who have been in the sea for many years, dried pickled fish is definitely within the scope of normal food.

"Okay, okay, Lao He, just go and cook some pickle soup for them. Anyway, we're at the place today." The captain acted as a peacemaker and said to the chef.

But those young people were still a little dissatisfied. Firstly, they were unhappy with the chef's attitude, and secondly, they still disliked the pickle soup.

Who knows that they are professionals with large appetites. Even for breakfast, the two girls among them have to eat four or five steamed buns to barely have enough to move around in the morning. This is without fighting.

You said it's okay to swallow one or two steamed buns, but what about the three or four.

"It's so pretentious." Even the crew members nearby couldn't stand it and muttered with disdain, "Why would such a delicate person be on the sea?"

"What did you say?" One of the boys in the team heard it and immediately asked back.

Seeing that another quarrel was about to break out, the captain stepped forward and separated the two waves of people. "That's enough. Internal strife is prohibited at sea. You all should go to your posts."

He drove the crew members away, gave a few brief explanations to the team, and stopped catering to them.

This is indeed in line with the saying that if a delicate person comes on a boat, it is better to stay in bed.

"I'm so angry. If I hadn't been in a hurry, I wouldn't have sat on this shabby ship. The service attitude is worse than the last."

"Forget it, what are you arguing with these fishermen?"

"..."

Several members of the team sat on several stacked sandbags, ate a bite of steamed buns and cursed. If the captain hadn't dismissed the crew on the bow, there would have been several more conflicts.

Hai Shi, who was enjoying the fish fillet soup, shook his head and said, "I don't really understand those people's tastes. Even if the salty taste doesn't taste good, it's not a problem to make do with it."

"Not everyone is willing to give in." Luo Huai had already turned back and continued fishing. There was nothing he could gain from watching this kind of small conflict.

But Hai Shi insisted on this unexpectedly, "Even if it's not at sea, there are many places where job agents have to make do when they go on missions on land. How can there be so much comfortable time for them to enjoy."

Those people were very young, and Hai Shi felt that they should be junior students one year younger than him.

"No matter what he does, just do your own thing first." Luo Huai said.

He was afraid that Hai Shi, an honest boy, would really bite the bullet and "teach" the other party a few words, which would cause another period of uneasiness.

"Yes." Hai Shi nodded and turned toward the water like Luo Huai.

The two fished and ate quietly, not communicating, but both staring at the water.

Luo Huai looked at the fish in the water, while Hai Shi simply looked at the water, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey." Suddenly, they heard someone approaching from behind. They turned around and found that it was someone from the team just now.

He looked at the hot soup in Hai Shi's hand. As he got closer, the aroma became more obvious. Especially in contrast to the fishy smell of the dried fish and the bland taste of the pickles, the aroma was even more attractive.

"What's the matter?" Hai Shi noticed that the other party was staring at the bowl in his hand, feeling unsafe for some reason, so he took a sip and asked by the way.

"I would like to ask you where you got this soup."

"It comes with it."

"But your bowl is not sealed. How can you put it in your bag? You can't put it in your backpack." The man's eyes were a little fierce. He was the one who scolded the most among the few people who had just murmured.

"I brought this." Seeing that the honest Hai Shi couldn't resist, Luo Huai turned around and said.

But this only made the man more impatient, "Isn't it still the same? Can you fill this bowl of soup?"

He seemed to have misunderstood something, and his suppressed anger suddenly burst out, and he turned back to the cabin and called the captain.

When the captain came over with a frown on his face, he pointed at Hai Shi and asked the captain: "What is the soup in this boy's hand? You obviously have the ingredients, but you are not willing to make food for us who have paid, just give it to the acquaintances You have a small household, right? And you keep saying that you only have to prepare dry food, what nonsense is that?"