Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 3
In the bag, the so-called "private money" contained 12 silver snakes.

I have learned about the surrounding currency system through memory. Although this is not a huge sum of money, it is definitely enough.

1 Silver Snake can be exchanged for an average of 200 Copper Swallows, which may fluctuate slightly depending on the situation, but generally no more than 10.

And a kilogram of ordinary bread, the staple food of the islanders, is worth 1 copper swallow.

That's about the same amount of food an adult eats in a day.

An ordinary sailor's long knife costs more than 100 copper swallows on this island.

A carpenter who has graduated from a teacher can earn about a little more than five silver snakes in a year.

In other words, the private money in my own hands is worth two years' salary of a carpenter.

For ordinary families, it is a good choice for their children to become carpenters.

The father in my memory was almost at this level, maybe better but not much better.

"Private money" equivalent to two years' salary?
Is it really okay?

With so much money, was it true that he was not beaten to death by his mother?

"Oh dear, little Alka, what are you doing?"

At this time, a woman wearing a linen shirt and a somewhat yellowed apron stood at the gate of the courtyard.

After seeing Alka's behavior, she hurried over.

He patted the dust on his body vigorously, then held his head with both hands, and checked him up and down carefully.

"You just got sick, and now you should have a good rest in bed. There is no treasure in the house for you to dig, my little treasure hunter."

What responded to her was Alka's somewhat embarrassed smile.

In the past few days, in order to recall all the memories of the original body without revealing his secrets, Alka has been lying on the bed pretending to be sick, trying not to communicate too much with former acquaintances.

The one in front of him is his neighbor, who seems to be very familiar with his former mother, and can be regarded as a relative.

During the period of pretending to be sick, she came the most frequently and cared most about Arka.

Unexpectedly, he was caught directly.

The brain is running wild.

Alka said directly: "Aunt Marcy, I just remembered that my father once left some money for me here."

He said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Okay, okay, then congratulations, you have dug up the treasure again."

Aunt Marcy said in a slightly perfunctory tone.

Picking up the bag of gold coins that was wrapped in a lot of dirt in his hand, he grabbed Alka by the shoulder and pushed him into the room.

He kept muttering: "But now, you should lie on the bed and take a good rest."

You have so much strength.

Alka was pushed into the room without the ability to resist.

He could only sit helplessly on the edge of the bed.

And Aunt Marcy patted the bag of gold coins in her hand to wipe off almost all the dirt on it, and nodded in satisfaction after seeing that it was relatively clean.

Put the gold coin bag on the bedside table.

A series of actions did not leave Alka's sight.

"Your father finally did some personnel work, and he left you a good fortune."

When she just took the gold coin bag, she noticed the approximate amount of silver coins in it through the weight and the sound of the collision.

And the reason Alka said it directly was because this amount of money was not enough to touch people's hearts.

There's not much need for secrecy.

Aunt Marcy came to the kitchen on the side of the room. The kitchen in the stone house was open.

"With this money, it is enough for you to learn some crafts. Masons and carpenters are fine, and Hans and Thomas are also good at crafts."

"Maybe I can go outside the island to learn cooking skills. The food in the tavern is too uncomfortable, but go to the outside island..."

Her voice began to babble, and at the same time she started cooking.

"If you don't like it, just plant the fields, we planted the two fields left by your mother for you.

With this money, buying two more plots of golden wheat per year is enough to live on. "

"All this is thanks to the protection of the stone mother."

Hearing this sentence, Alka, who had been silent all this time, hastily replied, "Thank you, Mother Stone, for your protection."

It's almost an instinct.

However, Alka's silence made Aunt Marci's nagging gradually stop.

While washing the vegetables, she turned her head and stared at Alka beside the bed.

He said with a little unknown emotion in his tone: "I know that your dream has always been to become a treasure hunter at sea, but you must know that the sea is too dangerous, especially so for so-called treasure hunters.

Pirates, storms, sea monsters all can easily take your life. "

"If anything happens to you, your mother's soul will not rest in peace, nor your damned father."

After that, the whole room fell silent.

Only the sound of cooking can be heard from time to time.

In Alka's memory, her parents disappeared when she was about 10 years old.

No bones were found, but it wasn't long before Aunt Marcy said the parents were dead.

Everyone on the island said so.

Since then, although he still lives alone at home, Aunt Marci next door has basically become his second mother.

In my memory, I was still more afraid of her.

Aunt Marcy is not short in stature, and it is said that the few big men who are waiting are not necessarily her opponents.

Alka, who was used to the original gentle mother, can imagine what kind of punishment she would accept for her mischievousness at that time.

But through the memory Alka learned.

Aunt Marcy was a really nice person.

Just a little bit of violence.

Well, just a little bit, really.

……

At dusk, Aunt Marcy brought the prepared meals to the table.

"Hurry up and eat, Siegert is coming back, and I have to go back and cook for them."

After speaking, he wiped his hands on the apron, and opened the wooden door without waiting for Arka's answer.

At this time, he stopped by the wooden door, turned his head and said, "Let's take a good rest tonight, I feel fine tomorrow, and then go on your treasure hunt, okay?"

There was some seriousness in his tone.

"Ah."

Alka nodded quickly, his tone was too familiar to him.

Only then did Aunt Marci go out satisfied.

After he left, he sat down at the table, dipped the bread in the stew and ate it.

The bread is surprisingly good, but the stew has no taste, only a little salty.

After all, all kinds of seasonings are expensive in this era.

But at least he can enter it, and it won't make him feel sick or unacceptable.

Turn the treasure hunting manual to the page of the map and look at it.

In the field of vision, the small white dot next to his house on the map has completely lost its light and dimmed.

Does that mean you got the treasure?

He reached out and tried to click.

【Hidden Private Money】(Harvest)

[Difficulty: Juvenile]

【Famousness: 2】

[Treasure information: something that my father buried many years ago. 】

[Treasure Harvest: "Silver Snake" x 12. 】

"There is not much difference from before, there is an extra word (harvest) after the name.

There is an additional entry, showing the harvest brought by the treasure. "

At this moment Alka felt a whim inexplicably.

Picking up the quill pen beside the table, dipped it in, and ticked off the position of the white dot on the map.

Seeing the tick, Alka smiled.

The instinct responded, and great satisfaction arose in my heart.

Then, I couldn't help but click towards the last white spot that I didn't check.

This white spot is at the end of the island, it should be on the edge of the cliff by the sea.

(End of this chapter)