I am the third prince of the dragon

This place is very different from two or three days ago. The hollow structure inside the keel was cut away by Ao Luyi, forming a complete and spacious small house.

The fire is burning, illuminating the whole room brightly. From the outside, it looks like a bright light in the dark night. The bright red light penetrates the joints of the bones and emits countless beams of light. See this little light on the island.

The smooth and flat wooden floor creaked when stepped on. A hearth was dug out in the middle of the room. The fire inside was burning vigorously. On the top, Ao Luyi dug a hole and hung a large rusty iron chain. A kettle was hanging, gurgling and cooking fish soup.

Two narrow wooden beds were placed a few meters apart on both sides of the firepit. Ao Luyi hung tapestries and some tattered fabrics around the firepit to block the eyes of his roommates and isolate his own private space.

Wooden boxes and furniture dismantled from the ship were piled up against the wall in the corner of the room, and the tableware with missing arms and legs was washed and put in a broken cabinet.

They now had a great deal of kitchen utensils, two cast-iron saucepans, a pewter kettle without a lid, silver knife and fork, wooden spoons, clay pots and vases, and an open silver vase with a big belly that served as a cooking pot.

There's also plenty of wearable clothing and a few pairs of boots, some from the crew and some that look fancy.

But Ao Luyi felt that he was quite used to being shirtless, and Arman, he was not used to wearing clothes, and he did not intend to force him.

Arman's little pets don't have to lie on the sawdust and the floor now. Arman picked up a broken drawer with rags in it and put it next to his own bed.

The little monster got into the leftover lobster shells they ate, and ate the delicious lobster meat humbly, kicking back and forth with its two weak hind legs full of vitality.

The seafood soup with boiled lobster is rich and delicious. Throw in two small fish and boil until soft. It is really delicious to drink a sip of the thick soup.

Ao Luyi threw the empty bowl away, and lay on the bed with his legs up.

Arman picked out some fish from the pot and threw it to the little monster. He packed up the pots, bowls and spoons, piled them on a tray and took them out of the house.

At the door, Ao Luyi specially set up a large and illogical balcony from the fixed brackets scattered all over the side, which was precariously supported by spiritual power.

Dozens of fish of various sizes hang from the fence.It was all handled by Arman. Ao Luyi was worried that he would hurt himself with the knife, but he didn't bleed after being stabbed twice by the knife, and then he used it with ease.

Alman has done it before, pulling weeds and hay into straw ropes, threading the fish with their internal organs through the gills, hanging them on the railing, and air-drying them into dried fish.

In fact, Ao Luyi can dry the moisture of the fish, but that will damage the flavor of the dried fish, and Arman has to do something.

The next day, the first sun rose, and the two of them were awakened by the sunlight together in their little bed.

Ao Luyi was lazily lying on the bed, when she heard some movement over there, she stretched out her hand, and opened a corner of the holed curtain to reveal her face.

"Good morning, Arman."

He yawned loudly, and watched Arman get out of the curtain, and stretched his waist to hang up the bed curtain.

Arman turned his head and gave him a shy smile.

In the morning, when Ao Luyi was most reluctant to move, Arman was very diligent and ran out with the silver vase in his arms.

He conveniently picked up the dirty dishes from last night, went to the water in the cave, washed the dishes, fetched a pot of water and went back to the house.

At this time, Ao Luyi was still lying on the bed confidently.

The little monster had already woken up, but when it was alone in the room with Ao Luyi, it just poked its head out of the drawer quietly, watching Ao Luyi stretching and rolling on the opposite bed.

As soon as Arman came back, it began to howl at the top of its throat.

Arman put down the things in his hands, bent down and stroked its head gently, and the little monster died down.

Ao Luyi finally had enough of lying in bed, got up from the bed, snapped his fingers, and the embers of last night's fire burned again.

He added a few pieces of firewood inside, picked two fish outside the house and threw them into the water to boil.

Alman obediently picked up the bowl and waited for his breakfast.

Today's schedule is still construction. After drinking the fish soup, Ao Luyi smacked his lips and sighed: "Oh, eating aquatic products every day is a bit boring."

Although the taste is delicious, in the absence of seasoning, no matter whether it is grilled or boiled, it will be boring anyway.

He stretched his waist, there was no other way, as far as the island is concerned, there are only some fruits besides fish, shrimp and crabs. Ao Luyi has already begun to miss the good taste of sweet and sour pork ribs and spicy dry pot.

Feeling sad, he licked his tongue, and turned his head to see that Alman was picking out the dregs of fish and putting them into a broken plate of the little monster.

Speaking of which, Arman has never eaten those since he grew up, so he doesn't know who is more pitiful than himself.

Ao Luyi stood up, patted Arman on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "When I have completed my cultivation, I will take you to my place to eat something good."

Arman raised his face and looked at him blankly, moved his lips a few times in doubt, but still didn't say anything.

He was already used to the child's taciturnity, Ao Luyi turned his head in a depressed mood while thinking about the strong fragrance such as fresh and spicy, sighed and walked out of the room to prepare to start work.

Alman cleaned up the house, and carefully put the fragile tableware out of the reach of the little monster.

The little monster was full, and lay down in his arms to play with him for a while, staring at Arman's face with round eyes full of nostalgia, and fell asleep next to him in peace.

Out of the instinct of a cub, it couldn't protect itself, but immediately found a trustworthy Alman to take care of itself. It was extremely smart, and sensitively sensed that the other person in the room didn't like itself, so it would be in Aoluyi Converge in front of you.

Arman was very happy with the little monster's intimacy. He gently covered its back with his palm, feeling its heat continuously passing over.

There was a ping-pong-pong movement by the sea, and Arman put the little monster back in the drawer beside his bed and walked out of the house.

His bare feet stepped on the balcony outside the house, and there was a creaking sound under his feet. Arman liked the sound.

He walked to the criss-cross fence fastened with vines and nails and looked down at the shore.

Ao Luyi went to the woods to get thick logs, and Arman suspected that the not-so-big woods would be plucked out by him soon.

It seems that Ao Luyi's understanding of the fishing pier is very simple. Now, he is trying to erect those logs, inserting two straight rows into the seabed under the sea to make piles, and then covering them with planks.

The brilliant morning sun rises into the sky, the sky is blue and clear, and the seabirds spread their wings, gliding across the waves of the sea.

Ao Luyi was shirtless and wearing shorts squatting on the top of the wooden pile. His ivory white body was very conspicuously illuminated by the sun. His stretched, vigorous and slender body was as light as a seabird. After jumping up, a wave of force After he smashed down, the wooden stake was embedded in the seabed, and countless waves splashed on the water surface.

Alman was sitting under the railing, his legs protruding from the gaps in the thick holes, and his calves dangling slightly. He hugged the railing, poked his face out, felt the sea breeze, and quietly stared at Ao Luyi. .

A sense of satisfaction and unspeakable happiness rose in his heart, and he blinked, and Arman showed a small smile.

The author has something to say: there is a dry pot at the gate of our school, which is very delicious, and it is ranked top in my heart with Cao's duck neck, five grains and fish noodles:)