It is precisely because of this that Zijing Island has become almost isolated from the world over the years.
Lunch.
In the minds of the fishermen on Zijingdao, today's meal will always be remembered.
Snow-white rice, plump grains, each grain is fragrant and makes everyone's mouth water.
How many years have you not had a meal like this?
"Why am I so happy?"
"Yes, this kind of meal is really...will you be struck by lightning after eating it?"
"No matter what, let's eat first and then talk about it. Even if it really needs to be struck by lightning, then let's do it!"
However, although everyone was eager to eat white rice, no one was fighting for it, and no one was disrupting the order.
Everyone sat in rows at their own round table.
There are fifty round tables for men and women together.
There were ten people sitting at each round table.
The third uncle specially selected ten people, and these ten people were responsible for serving food to five tables.
Everyone sat in their own exclusive position, whether they were adults or children, they all sat quietly, with only their eyes betraying their excitement.
The child couldn't help but wanted to move, but when the adults glared at him, he didn't dare.
When big spoonfuls of fragrant white rice were delivered to the empty bowls in front of them
Su Luo originally thought that their first reaction would be to gobble it up.
But it's not.
They were carrying their rice bowls, up and down, left and right, front and back... They were watching, studying, watching, but no one took action.
Many people sobbed while watching, and sobbed while watching...
Su Luo: "..." It's really just a bowl of white rice. Is it really like this?
However, for the people on these Zijing Islands, that's really all.
Because they cannot grow it on the island and cannot circulate it to the outside world, there is still a chance that vegetables, poultry and fish will be late, but staple food like white rice has a legendary taste.
It is precisely because of this that they are so excited.
Su Luo originally thought that Aunt Tu would eat it first because she still had five kilograms of rice at home.
However, Aunt Tu picked up a grain of white rice with her fingers, looked at it under the sun, slowly put it into her mouth, and chewed it carefully.
Su Luo counted and chewed for forty-nine mouthfuls before finally swallowing it.
Su Luo: "..."
It would be fine if Aunt Tu was the only one, but there were so many people present... everyone was like this.
This is not only true for adults, but also for children... She was crying, laughing and chewing at the same time. Her face full of happiness deeply shocked Su Luo.
She never knew that a bowl of white rice could move people so much.
The lunch went on in silence.
Because no one has time to talk, and no one has time to eat other dishes. Everyone is holding the bowl in front of them, as if they are afraid of being snatched by others...
Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun shook their heads. It seemed that it would be a long time before this lunch was finished.
After four full hours, this lunch also turned into dinner.
After eating with satisfaction, Su Luo told her third uncle about going up the mountain to find herbs and purple berries.
The third uncle suddenly woke up!
He was so intoxicated with the white rice just now that he actually forgot about it!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Okay, okay! At this time, let alone looking for herbs, even if we ask everyone to charge into the battle, no one will refuse!" the third uncle said excitedly.
Bang bang, two feet, the old man stood on the high bamboo stool.