Zhao Ganyu's reaction was seen by Su Yueya. She naturally saw Mi Xueling's movements, but she bit her lips tightly and hid all her feelings. Even her usual tone of speaking softened: "Shazi, what's wrong?"

"Oh, sand. I mean, from the rocky slope of the well, there is a piece of sand. When I went there two days ago, I accidentally found that watermelons grew." Zhao Ganyu's soul was suddenly called back by Su Yueya's question. He silently sighed in his heart that it was fortunate that he had not lost his composure just now.

"Just one melon?" Su Yueya picked up a piece of feather carved from the watermelon with some fun, "Your knife skills are pretty good."

"Well, why are you humble to me here? You are an expert. Are these things not basic configurations on your luxury yachts?" Zhao Ganyu said the truth, but this always felt a little sour in Su Yueya's ears. She wanted to refute, but she didn't know what to say.

"It's obviously Brother Gan Yu who is modest, but you still have to say that Sister Su is modest." Mi Xueling joked playfully.

"You don't know, Su Yueya is on the boat..."

"Ahem."

Before Zhao Ganyu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Su Yueya's two coughs. Su Yueya didn't want others to know so much about her work. Anyway, in most people's eyes, the cruise manager is not a serious profession, and the work content is not a serious matter. Maybe he has to misunderstand that the chef is the one who manages the kitchen.

"Young guys, have you eaten almost the same food?" Fortunately, Uncle Zhou stood up and spoke in time, which gave Su Yueya a good opportunity to change the topic.

"Let me hear what Uncle Zhou said." Su Yueya said, stuffing another piece of watermelon into her mouth.

"We two old guys don't know what birthday parties are. Anyway, we have to give gifts on birthdays, right?" Uncle Zhou held a cigarette that was not lit in his hand, "Old Wang, what?"

"Here here." After using a long time of effort, Uncle Wang dragged out a thing covered with the sheets. "It was supposed to be red cloth, but now we are in short supply, it's a symbol. Come on, Xiao Zhao is here to reveal the story!"

Before Zhao Ganyu could react, he had a corner of the bed sheet stuffed in his hand. Uncle Wang pushed it gently, and he staggered to the side, quickly stepped out and stabilized his body in two steps. When he turned around, he saw that the bed sheet had been unveiled by him. It was a wooden machine with a base, disc, handle, bearing and umbrella-like bracket.

"What is this?" Su Yueming looked up and down curiously.

However, Li Moxian and Lin Baihua said in unison: "Spinning Machine."

"There are also young dolls that can be recognized, not easy," Uncle Zhou laughed, "I thought only we old antiques can recognize them. Will they use them? Let's try Li's dolls."

Li Moxian, who was named by Uncle Zhou, felt a little embarrassed: "I, I just saw the spinning of the elderly in the village."

"It's nothing, come and try it." Uncle Wang also likes Li Moxian very much and is willing to let her try this spinning machine first.

Of course, another reason why they called Li Moxian was that they felt that they could not invite the great god Lin Baihua, so they would not even touch this bad intention.

The cotton was prepared in advance by Uncle Wang, and the one I used to pick and dry the cotton field before. The fluffy feel was rubbed and picked on Li Moxian's hands. With the rotation of the axle and the flying spindle, the dried and beaten cotton balls quickly became a thin and long cotton yarn. They looked like ordinary cotton thread. If the cotton balls in his hand were not gone, the axle in front of Li Moxian could have been rotating.

"Uncle Wang, you're so useful." Li Moxian excitedly broke out from the spinning machine. She rarely had such a big fluctuation in her feelings. She kept the thread of cotton yarn tightly in her hand and refused to let go. "With the spinning machine, we have a lot of things to do. Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhou, you are so amazing!"

Even Lin Baihua kept silent and circled the spinning machine twice, then climbed to the bonfire and looked carefully at the cotton yarn that Li Moxian spun out casually, and smiled meaningfully.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Yueya didn't understand these techniques very well. Most of the things she knew were learned on yachts.

"It's actually good to live." Lin Baihua said in a daze, "This spinning machine is also good. It's better than the carpenters on our island."

After being praised by her, Uncle Zhou was happy to eat two more pieces of watermelon: "Old Wang, have you heard that you are good at craftsmanship!"

"I'm just praising a few words for girls, I'm so happy." Uncle Wang said this, but in fact he had already smiled on his face. "The next step is to build a loom. I have several ideas about this. If you girls have used a loom, let's discuss it."

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, let's be happy tonight. Let's keep this long-term plan for the future. Let's go and have a few more bites of barbecue and the freshly steamed grouper. It's definitely fresh enough." Zhao Qianyu said and dragged Uncle Wang away, and by the way, shook Su Yueya a look and signaled her to go and eat it quickly.

"This grouper was as Uncle Zhou said, rub sea salt and steam the onion and ginger!" Zhao Qianyu made an exaggerated move, "How is my technique? Try it quickly!" The steamer was modified with a large pot of soup boiling on the boat. Three flat stones were placed in the pot and a small pot of water were placed, which was the most primitive steamer.

"So fresh!" As soon as Uncle Wang put the chopsticks into his mouth, Wu Zihao stole the conversation. "Oh, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Wang, you are so good at eating."

"Where can we eat? We fish at sea, and the food is the easiest." Uncle Zhou smiled and stretched out his chopsticks. "Old Wang can play with wood. I don't know anything, I can only fish."

These people were having fun, but Li Moxian and Lin Baihua looked around the spinning machine for a long time. Seeing how they looked, they wanted to finish textile cotton today.

"With the spinning machine, we can spin cotton yarn and weave it into cloth, and then we can make clothes. If the weather gets colder, you won't be afraid." Li Moxian caressed the spinning machine, "I didn't expect it to be able to make it."

Lin Baihua nodded: "The cotton yarn itself is easy to use."

The two of them made Su Yueya feel a little incompatible. She looked around and there was nothing she had to do with her. Instead, she felt a sense of emptiness when others were busy. Seeing others enthusiastically studying textiles and cooking methods, she thought about the things she knew seemed to be all stupid scenes. Those scene rules that usually look elegant and advanced are useless on the deserted island. Without the skills to use the place, it means that she is useless. Su Yueya sighed softly, she was afraid that others would dislike her because she was useless. Just like the man once decisively abandoned her mother and daughter because her mother was worthless.

"Come with me."
Chapter completed!