After a long time to purchase enough supplies, he walked back lightly like a squirrel who had collected the winter reserves.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the sky.

The sunlight in the sky is bright orange, shining through a few white clouds, and the clouds block out a few clear shadows in the air, like a few ink marks on white rice paper, with a strong contrast between light and darkness. Anyone who sees it will think it is a good weather now.

But Fang Chang shook his head, he grabbed the few people beside him and said:

"There will be a storm in three days. You need to be prepared for confrontation and tell others quickly."

"Ah? You are..."

Several people were stopped by Fang Chang, and suddenly learned about this important news, and were a little surprised.

Just as I was about to ask, I saw the man in white clothes carrying a sword in front of me, with a big gourd on his waist, floating away and soon arrived in Xuyuan.

For a moment, they were a little dazed, as if they had really seen a god.

So they couldn't help but believe what the person said just now. Faced with this kind of disaster warning, if they believe it, it would be better to believe that it is not trustworthy. So these people hurried back to prepare their homes and neighbors in advance, and at the same time advised those who were preparing to go to sea to wait for a few days.

This statement will soon spread. When everyone around you is talking, those who didn't believe it quickly went home to strengthen the doors, windows and walls, and will not tell the story of being safe and sound in the subsequent storm.

Fang Chang returned to the East China Sea again and rode his small fishing boat eastward.

When the sun rises and the sun shines on the bow of the boat, this small fishing boat floats on the vast sea and moves towards the light.

He didn't know where he was going, but just followed his heart and walked forward casually.

Sitting in the boat, Fang Chang took out a few firewood from his backpack, shaved it with the Lingquan Sword, and lit the small mud stove on the boat. In fact, there was coal on the archipelago, but when Fang Chang was wandering on the island, he was the first to see that the firewood was sold, so there was only half a truck of firewood in his backpack.

When the fire started, he placed the small clay pot on the boat on the stove, took out a bamboo tube of fresh milk and poured it in. This was what he saw on the island. He bought it for two cents. Compared with the prices on the island, and the relatively low economic level, this price is still not expensive.

The waves gently shake the boat? They also shake the small pottery? They just don’t make the milk stains formed by heat stick to the bottom of the pot.

When he saw the milk boiling and rolling through the mouth of the pot, he carried the small clay pot down and placed it aside.

There was also a small pot sold by the original owner in the cabin? The original owner of the ship just took away the net on the boat? The bottom cabin that was originally stored in the fishing catch was cleaned. The rest of the items were sold to Fang Chang as accessories, so there were still a few daily necessities.

Simply brush the small pot and put it on the mud stove. Wait until the heat of the flames dry it. Take out a small bottle of oil from your backpack? Gently pour it into the pot. The oil is produced on Xianqi Cliff? It was made from the soybeans produced on the cliff and squeezed them out with their hands, so the yield is very low and the inventory is not large.

When the oil temperature slightly increased, he took out two eggs from Xianqiya in the package? Knead it gently by the side of the pot, lower his hand to the vicinity of the oil in the pot? Carefully break it apart.

"Swish--"

A slight sound came out, with a little beeping sound? A little smoke came out of the pot.

The edges of the egg white gradually became slightly burnt. Although the inside was transparent? But it was a little solidified? The egg yolk was still orange and yellow? Just like the sun in the sky directly in front of the bow of the boat. Use chopsticks to carefully turn the fried eggs inside. After a few breaths, he took out a small plate, put the two fried eggs in, and then took out the bowl and poured milk.

At this time, it would be better if you had a few slices of steamed buns fried. Unfortunately, there wasn't a lot of them in your backpack, and you didn't want to use the helmet inside to replace them.

Gently bite the fried egg, and there was still heat in it. The core of the egg yolk has not completely solidified. The soft fragrance inside is complemented by the crispy crunchy edges of the egg white.

"good!"

Fang Chang secretly praised the deliciousness of the fried egg, bite it and chewed it carefully, and then he took out a piece of paper from his arms.

This was when he was on the island. When he saw someone selling it, he was curious and simply spent a few cents to buy it.

There are simple drawings on it, like maps and passwords. Since it is just imitated, the brushstrokes should have been somewhat out of shape and are not easy to identify. On the top of the paper, a few words were written with a crooked pen with a few words "The Treasure of the Great Thieves Niu Lingbo".

But it is a treasure map.

It seems that this situation has been encountered enough, and the treasure map itself does not know the true or false, and the search rate is too low. Only teenagers, idle men, and enthusiasts who are ignorant of the world will come forward to join in the fun. They may not buy it, but they like to chat around them based on this topic.

They saw Fang Chang buy, and some people started to make a fuss:

"Sir, you bought his treasure map without asking whether it is true or not? Do you want me to draw another one for you?"

"I wish you a lot of money and good luck! I'll get some good money and get some good money."

There was also a little more honest and unbearable, and he advised: "Brother, you should be careful. Don't spend time and effort, but you're useless. Although it seems that you are from the martial arts world, it's still not worth participating in this matter." Fang Chang thanked him slightly.

The stall owner held his breath aside and shouted with a red face:

"What do you know?! This is true. I have sold it for more than ten years, but some of it may have been found. Don't ramble here and don't ruin my business!"

Seeing that he was really annoyed, everyone was silent for a moment.

Fang Chang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just saw this incident by chance and was curious, so I bought it. I didn't necessarily look for treasures. Moreover, since this big brother dared to sell this picture everywhere for more than ten years, I think there must be something real."

A casual man next to him continued to cheer: "I have sold it for more than ten years, so why didn't he go and look for it by himself?"

The stall owner shook the paper scroll that claimed to be the original picture of the treasure map, and hummed and laughed contemptuously:

"Go to find it yourself? It costs time and money, and you are not afraid of your wife taking the children and running away with others? How can you keep copying and selling it? This is a long-lasting business. Which one is more worthwhile? Think about it yourself!"

So the idle men stopped talking for a moment, Fang Chang bowed slightly to everyone and turned his head to leave.

He sat in the boat, looked at the circles and forks above, and suddenly laughed, and then threw them into the furnace as fuel. There was no need for treasure maps. After knowing this, Fang Chang planned to go and take a look in a simple and crude way.

He reached out and calculated gently, and he knew the direction, turned the bow of the boat and drove forward.
Chapter completed!