Pirates: Knowledge is power

Mundo waved his hand, and the villagers brought an iron pot to the table.

The pot was boiling with steaming white broth, and there was a sea lion skull floating in it.

“Our Bingta Village has a better environment than other villages because our ancestors found this good place, but we can’t avoid times of hunger.

Because of the special environment of Greenland, we need to have a stove burning at all times in our house, otherwise we will easily freeze to death.

When the stove is burning, it is a waste just to keep warm.

So our ancestors would put something on the stove, sometimes it was a pot of water, sometimes it was unfinished soup.

Burning and burning, a pot of soup has been cooking for who knows how many years.

This pot of soup was passed down from my grandfather. After decades, the taste is still the same as before. We may have been accustomed to drinking it, but we don’t know that people outside will think so.

Apart from this pot of soup, we don’t know what else to offer to entertain you. I hope you won’t dislike it. "

Mundo took the lead in picking up a spoon, scooped out a bowl of soup for Dram, and then scooped out a bowl of broth for himself, poured it into the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looking quite bold.

Although he was smiling, Drum could tell that he was just forcing a smile, and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth was visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps only a local like him can understand how miserable it is to live in a place like icy Greenland.

Just looking at the greasy white soup in the bowl, Drum felt that it was not soup, but boiled oil in it.

But this soup is also suitable for the environment of Ice Greenland.

In the severe cold, if you don't replenish your calories as soon as possible, it will be impossible to survive here.

Although the soup in the pot looks good, white and very thick.

It also smelled like a special meaty aroma, but Drum still felt a little bit unsatisfied.

After all, it’s not unheard of in my previous life that a pot of broth has been cooked for decades.

But this is a completely different feeling than drinking it in your mouth!

The broth passed down from his grandfather's generation... This might be bigger than his two lifetimes combined!

He took a sip lightly on his lips. Well, it was not poisonous, drinkable, and tasted okay. There was a historical flavor in it. He could feel that he was drinking the same pot of soup as people who had been drinking it for decades.

I just always feel that the smell is a bit weird, and I always feel that there is a faint smell of corpse in it...

That's right. The broth has been cooked for decades and contains a lot of animal meat. It has a strange taste.

"It's okay." This was the only comment Drum could give to this pot of soup that was bigger than his two lifetimes combined.

Even if it’s not a comment on the taste.

It also shows respect for the age of this pot of soup.

"Is it okay? I remember that the last outsider who drank this pot of soup vomited it out... Our taste is really different because of the wind and snow..."

Mondo smiled wryly and showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Mr. Durham, what's the world like outside? Can you tell me, talk to these children?"

When Mondo made this request, the children around him who had gathered at some unknown time had already looked over with wide eyes.

That way, he really looked like a primary school student attracted by toys.

After all, they are children protected by their parents, so it is not surprising that they yearn for the outside world.

"Didn't the people who came here before tell you?"

"No, most of those who will come to Ice Greenland want to exchange very little supplies for the animal skins and metal ores we have accumulated. They will not tell us about the outside world."

"That's it..." Drum didn't expect that a place like Ice Greenland would actually attract businessmen.

But that's right, there aren't many plants here in Ice Greenland, and if you want to survive, you must rely on hunting for a living.

Over the years, people here will definitely accumulate a large amount of animal skins.

Although traveling to Ice Greenland is dangerous, if you can bring back a batch of precious furs with a small amount of money or supplies, there are still many benefits to be gained.

Not to mention the ore Mondo mentioned, the ore produced in places like Ice Greenland should be very good...

But this also reminded Drum of another possibility.

"Haven't any of you ever been to the sea?"

"Uh..." Mondo paused and looked at Uncle Luo, who was smoking a pipe in front of the wine barrel and his eyelids had begun to doze off.

"I heard from the older generation that Uncle Luo once took a group of people out to sea, and I heard that he gained quite a reputation, but he suddenly came back for some unknown reason.

Moreover, Uncle Luo didn't want to mention his going to sea at all. "

Mundo leaned in front of Dram and whispered.

He went to sea and gained quite a reputation!

Drum looked at Uncle Luo who was napping on the chair with some surprise. He was right. When he was young, Uncle Luo was not only a storyteller, but also a ruthless character!

According to Mondo, it was probably twenty or thirty years ago when Uncle Luo went to sea.

At that time, it was the peaceful age of the sea, and even Rocks had not yet gone to sea to form the famous Rocks pirate group.

At that time, there were not many pirates on the sea, and the navy could even be said to be ready to attack at any time.

Two of the three general-level characters are free enough to serve as bodyguards for the Celestial Dragons.

Anyone who can achieve fame at this time must not be a simple character.

If there is a pirate with a bounty on his body, even if it is only 10 million Baileys, he can match the supernova character of the great pirate era, but I don't know how much Uncle Luo had on his body back then.

"We also want to go to sea, but Uncle Luo said that there are countless strong people on the sea. If you don't have enough strength, don't go to sea, otherwise you will be like him and roll back to this barren place in despair."

Drum nodded while listening and subconsciously replied: "He is right."

Feeling that he had said the wrong thing, Drum coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and immediately changed the subject:

"Ahem, Uncle Luo is right. There are countless strong people on the sea. Not to mention twenty or thirty years ago, even now there are so many strong people on the sea!"

"Are they strong?"

"Fight and sink an island to the bottom of the sea in minutes!"

Mundo felt uneasy when he heard what Dram said. He had actually had enough of the living environment in Greenland and wanted to live outside.

It's a pity that there has never been a suitable ship to leave.

As the village chief, he was worried about the villagers in Bingta Village and wanted to take them away with him.

Mondo is still very confident about his own strength, but he doesn't have a clear idea about the strong people in the outside world. He is afraid of leaving with the villagers.

Not long after sailing on the sea, everyone will be buried in the sea.

"If we leave the ice of Greenland, can we survive?"

Mundo asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Drum looked at him, was silent for a while, and gave a very vague answer: "Who knows?"