「Half an hour ago.」
The Lost Home sailed quietly across the sea.
The sky was high and vast, and a gentle sea breeze was blowing.
Zhang Chongshan walked up behind Yuan Dajun, carrying a plate of sashimi. "Uncle Yuan, want to try some?"
"That stuff's too cold. I'll get an upset stomach if I eat too much." Yuan Dajun waved it away.
"How about some steamed oysters then? They're good for you, an aphrodisiac." Zhang Chongshan picked up a slice of raw fish and tossed it into his mouth.
"You guys go ahead. I'm afraid of getting gout if I eat too much seafood." Yuan Dajun said, then remarked with a sigh, "This is my last day on the ship. Once today's business is over, I'm planning to disembark. You'll be the captain of this ship then."
"Uncle Yuan, thank you so much for your help all this time," Zhang Chongshan said gratefully.
Yuan Dajun waved his hand and smiled faintly. "It has little to do with me. It's mainly because you're capable."
