Deep Sea Embers Chapter 80: Home visit?

Duncan saw the familiar facade of the antique store before the last rays of light on the horizon dissipated.

The gas street lamps on both sides of the road have long been lit. The slightly yellowed light illuminates the signboard in front of the door and the gray walls. The windows on both sides of the door are lit up. Obviously, Nina has already gone home— — She turned on the lights on the first floor and was waiting for Duncan to come back.

Strictly speaking, from Duncan's perspective, he and Nina had only just met, but for some reason, when he saw the lights on the first floor, he felt an inexplicable... apology.

Is this apology because I didn't return home after going out?

Duncan stepped forward and pushed open the door of the antique shop. The bell hanging at the door rang crisply. The next second, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs.

The girl in a plain long dress ran downstairs like a gust of wind.

"Uncle Duncan!" Nina stopped on the stairs, looking at Duncan who appeared at the door with surprise and joy, with some surprise in her eyes, "I thought you were..."

"I went for a walk around the city, I didn't notice that it was getting dark," Duncan shook his head, "Sorry, but I originally wanted to pick you up from school at Cross Street, but I had an accident."

"You went to the Cross Street?" Nina looked at Duncan in surprise and confusion, looking up and down, as if to make sure if her uncle had been drinking outside again, or was losing his spirits from the drug, "Pick me up. ... school?"

Uncle Duncan shows a strange yet familiar side again, leaving Nina unsure how to react.

"I'm just curious about your current situation at school," Duncan said casually, "Don't talk about that, you don't have to worry about me going out for drinks or hanging out with 'friends' in the future, if I come back late, it's because I go Doing business, you know?"

Nina stared blankly at Uncle Duncan as he entered the house and closed the door. Seeing his steady and energetic demeanor, Nina nodded subconsciously.

"It's getting late," Duncan said to Nina who was standing at the top of the stairs as he walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet... No," probably because she still doesn't adapt to her uncle's current changes, Nina always seemed a little hesitant to answer, "I saw you weren't home when I came back, and I don't know if you'll be back tonight. I just... haven't cooked yet. But I bought some bread and I was going to..."

"Just eating bread is not nutritious enough, let's go, there's something good in the kitchen," Duncan was about to step up the steps, he turned back and smiled at Nina, "I'll cook today."

Uncle wants to cook? !

Nina seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights, but before she could ask the question, she saw that Uncle Duncan was already striding up, so she had to keep up with it. At the same time, her eyes also noticed Zheng Steady. Ai, who stopped firmly on Duncan's shoulder, was a little surprised: "Uncle, this pigeon has always been with you?"

"Yeah, it's pretty sticky," Duncan said casually. "Oh yeah, I named it Aye."

"Ai? As a pigeon... such a strange name..." Nina scratched her hair. She had followed up to the second floor and watched Uncle Duncan really walk to the kitchen. She finally couldn't bear it. Live asked, "Have you bought anything yet?"

"Actually it's just dried salted fish," Duncan found the salted fish that he had put away from the kitchen cabinet, and shook Nina with this tough ingredient with a smug expression, "Don't look too long. It's not very good, but it tastes pretty good for soup."

"Fish?!" Nina's eyes widened in surprise, "What day is today? Fish is so expensive, isn't it usually... ah?"

She finally saw the dried fish in Duncan's hand. This unremarkable thing made the girl very confused. She blinked and looked at it for a long time: "What kind of fish is this? Why haven't I seen it?"

Duncan knew Nina would react this way.

Of course, the residents of the city-state have seen fish - although the boundless sea is dangerous, and there are dangerous things called "children" in the deep sea that threaten human safety, but not all sea areas are as weird as the deep sea area. In the extreme, due to the protection of the gods and the city-state's own defense system, the ocean will be relatively safe in the shallow seas close to the city-state and on a few routes that receive divine grace, and these areas often provide valuable resources for the city-state civilization.

People collect seafood and minerals from offshore areas, hunt whales and other fish with great industrial value on the routes protected by the gods, and use these things to maintain the survival of the city-state and support industrial development.

Under this premise, the profession of "fisherman" will certainly exist.

However, the oceans of this world are not like the earth after all. Even safe sea areas are "safe" compared to deep sea areas. Therefore, even offshore fishing in this world is an extremely professional, thrilling and even test of extraordinary knowledge. and fighting skills.

Fish is a known but expensive food for those living in the city-state.

Even if the sea is around them, even if there are countless fish in the sea.

Nina hadn't eaten fish in years—even before her uncle fell ill, commoners like her didn't have much chance to see fish served.

Ordinary fish are so rare, not to mention gifts from the deep sea.

Duncan even suspected that the deep-sea fish he caught aboard the Lost Land was the first time it had appeared in the city-state of Perand—not to mention Nina, a commoner girl, I’m afraid even the city-state’s consuls and churches High-ranking priests have no chance to try this early adopter.

Nina is having a good time today.

"Don't worry about the variety, just wait and eat." Duncan knew that some things couldn't be explained, so he didn't explain at all. He turned back to the kitchen and started to prepare dinner for today.

This strange fish is not small, even if it is air-dried, its size is considerable. If it is used to make soup, it cannot be eaten at one time, so he divided the dried salted fish into two parts, and prepared to use the head part first - the rest It can be worn with a rope and then hung in the cabinet. After further drying, it may be more flavorful.

Uncle really started cooking.

Seeing a familiar figure busy in the kitchen, Nina felt like a dream.

She doesn't really care what happened to the strange fish that her uncle brought out, and she doesn't even care about today's dinner.

Compared with these trivial things, the changes in uncle are the strangest and most worthy of her attention.

The sound of the knife hitting the cutting board came, the gas stove was hissing, and the bottom soup in the pot was gurgling and bubbling.

Nina is a little dazed. She hasn't seen such a sight in years?

There was a hint of hesitation on her face, and after a while, she seemed to suddenly make up her mind, and said to the busy back at the kitchen door: "Uncle, tomorrow...Mr. Morris is coming to visit."

"Home visit?" Duncan, who was busy cooking, was stunned when he heard this, "Mr. Morris... your history teacher?"

Nina nodded: "Yes."

"The teacher at that school still makes home visits?" Duncan put the processed fish pieces into the pot, put the knife in the sink and looked back at Nina in surprise, "I thought it was Uptown schools only have the 'characteristics~IndoMTL.com~ schools...there is really no such rule," Nina said cautiously while paying attention to Duncan's attitude, "but Mr. Morris is special, he... pays special attention to students."

Duncan did not speak for a while.

Things went a little bit beyond his expectations.

He never imagined that when he, "Captain Duncan" was operating in the city-state, he would suddenly encounter such a situation and need to deal with it!

He has considered dealing with the church, he has considered dealing with the sheriff, and even considered dealing with the city-state navy and military and police forces - whether he likes it or not, his plans are full of spirit fire, swords, and the lost homeland. More than a hundred broadside guns.

But he never had in his plans an old man teaching history in a public school.

Why is this reality so unexpected?

"Uncle?" Nina saw that Duncan didn't respond for a long time, and couldn't help but be a little worried, "You don't want to? Then I can tell Mr. Morris... In fact, I told him today, I told him Your health is not very good, so you can't accept the home visit this time, he didn't say anything at that time..."

Duncan looked at Nina's somewhat nervous reaction and thought.

It seems that it is not the first time that Mr. Morris has made a request for a home visit.

So how many times has Nina refused for the same reason?

"...he teaches history, right?" Duncan asked again suddenly.

Although she didn't know why her uncle asked this question again, Nina nodded: "Yes."

"Very good, I just want to deal with professionals in the field of history," Duncan laughed. "When is he coming tomorrow?"