The brimming sea water sparkles under the diffuse sunlight, and the salty and wet sea breeze carries a faint fishy smell and blows over the rugged reefs and rocks.
Bruno had already woken up, but he left the village quietly and leaned alone on the wet rocks by the sea.
The cool, salty sea breeze blew away the sleepiness he had just woken up from, making Bruno shiver.
It's a little cold...
The vast ocean seems to have no boundaries, and there is no end as far as the eye can see, but the flickering light is dazzling as the waves roll around.
The oceans in this world look no different from those on Earth, which makes Bruno somewhat relieved.
These days, serfs and civilians feared him more than they respected him. This alienation and fear that seemed to be engraved in their bones made Bruno very uncomfortable.
After all, Bruno comes from a highly developed human society on earth, and the twenty-four-character core values are firmly in his heart.
He wants change, and he longs for change.
Bruno missed the fair, democratic, harmonious and legal society of his previous life, where he might not have the same status as in this world, but he could play with his mobile phone for a while, eat some MSG, and feel dizzy and happy.
If you sleep peacefully with alcohol, you can stride forward in the busy traffic.
But here, what he owns is a barren land, a group of poor people, a monotonous earl title and confusion about the new world.
"Start everything from scratch..." Bruno muttered to himself.
I don't know how long it took, but anxious shouts were faintly heard in the distance, which brought Bruno's thoughts back from the distance.
Luobida came with the people sweating profusely. His face was red, his voice was a little hoarse, and the eagerness in his eyes could not be hidden.
He slept late at midnight last night, so he fell into a deep sleep. He was shaken up at some point, but what he didn't expect was old Ford's serious and rigid face.
Opening his eyes and looking around, he realized that his master had gone somewhere long ago. Luobida immediately panicked and led some people to search around.
"Where is the count!" Someone spotted Bruno leaning on a rock by the sea in a daze and shouted immediately.
Luobida trembled and ran over quickly, rolling and crawling.
"Master, you scared the little guy to death..."
"Don't make any noise..." Bruno was holding a wooden stick to stir something between the sea water and the rocks.
"Oh." Luobida responded quickly, then called an attendant over and asked him to report the news to Old Ford.
Luobida decided to stay with his master from now on. After all, the old housekeeper was waiting in the village. If he went back to report the news in person, he didn't know how he would be punished.
After all, according to what his master said, going to the beach to find food was his own suggestion, which made Luobida feel like crying.
Soon, I saw Bruno using a wooden stick to pick out a large cluster of black stuff from the cracks in the rocks in the water. It looked wet, as if it had been soaked in the water for a long time, and had a faint fishy smell.
"The food is here." Bruno shook the wooden stick, looked at it for a moment, and said to Lópida.
"This is……"
"I prefer to call it seaweed." Bruno finally showed a long-lost smile.
At this time, Idar is the time to harvest seaweed, but people in the world seem to have a huge misunderstanding about this algae from the ocean, and they don't even know that this simple and easy-to-obtain algae is edible.
Even if some people have tried to eat it, it is only a very small number of people when they are extremely hungry. Therefore, most people in the world still stay away from seaweed...
It is precisely for this reason that the seaweed here is almost overflowing. Whether it is among the cracks in the rocks or under the water, it is a natural food provided by nature.
"It seems...seaweed and egg drop soup can be put on the agenda..." Bruno licked the corners of his slightly chapped mouth, feeling a little greedy.
Thinking of this, Bruno glared at Luobida who was standing aside and said: "Why are you still standing here? Take people to pick it! Do you want me to do it myself?"
"Yes, yes, I'll do it now, little one, but..." Luobida hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask: "This thing... is really edible?"
When Bruno heard this, he smiled and said: "Anyway, it was you who suggested coming to the beach to look for food. Naturally, you should be the first to try it. If you are fine after eating it, it naturally means that the seaweed here is edible.
It can be used as food."
"Ah? This..."
Seeing that Luobida still didn't respond, Bruno grabbed Luobida's waist with both hands, kicked Luobida's butt with his toe, and said, "Hurry up!"
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There were a few small fishing boats floating along the coast. Some of the serfs were stirring the sea water with long wooden sticks, and some were struggling to fish out the fish with broken fishing nets made of hemp rope. But more serfs were wearing
Wearing thin shorts or simply taking off your clothes, you fished for handfuls of messy seaweed in the cold sea water.
The civilians were not idle either. They rolled up their sleeves and trousers and were asked to transport the seaweed picked by the serfs to high rocks for drying.
Although the serfs and commoners were confused, they were accustomed to obeying the noble master's orders, so they had no questions or objections and just worked hard to do the work Bruno ordered.
Old Ford was standing not far behind Bruno. Although his chest was so congested yesterday that he fainted, he came with people as soon as he woke up.
Old Ford saw the actions of the serfs and civilians, and he also understood that these black things were probably the "food" that bastard Luo Biida told Bruno.
But... is this thing really edible? Old Ford was skeptical about this.
While Bruno was observing the serfs working, Old Ford quietly squeezed in beside Bruno and said: "Sir, the census of Idar has been completed."
"Really? It works pretty fast." Bruno said casually.
"It's just..." Old Ford said hesitantly: "In order to collect population information, the paper stored in the territory is almost exhausted."
"Paper?" Bruno didn't react for a moment when he heard this. After all, he had long been accustomed to thinking about problems with the thinking on earth, so when he ordered a census, he was not aware of the paper problem.
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The production of leather paper is extremely difficult. Not only does the animal need to be slaughtered and the fur is peeled off, but it also needs to go through many steps such as soaking, hair removal, natural decay, etc. The process is not only complicated, but also extremely time-consuming.
"Don't rush to buy new leather paper now. I heard the bard passing by talking about a new papermaking method a few days ago, but I'll wait until I try it..."
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