Aztec Eternals

In early spring in March, the warm wind is blowing. This is the best time for the climate on the Gulf Coast, without the northerly continental winter winds and the Caribbean summer typhoons. The Kingdom's fleet went all the way to the east, along the coast, peacefully traveling for 400 miles, then entered the mostly closed sandbar bay and arrived at an unusually vast coastal lagoon.

"Lord God! Such a big lake?!"

Puap stood on the bow and looked around, but could not see the end of the Great Lake. At this time, it was high tide, and the turbulent tide poured in through two gaps in the bay, and the tidal flats along the coast quickly rose to the surface of the lake. Thousands of seabirds all took off from the tidal flat full of food, circling reluctantly. The Grey Soil Warrior looked up and saw only his wings stretched across the sky, soaring under the rising sun.

"Young, young!"

The dark snake stared blankly at the flying sky, listening to the chirping of the birds. Didi held his fingers and stared at the sparkling waves in the lake.

"Fish, a lot of fish! Fat and big sea fish must be delicious!"

"Haha! This is the largest and most fertile lake along the entire Yucatan Peninsula, or even the entire peninsula!"

Ticarlo smiled, stretched out his hands, and drew a big circle.

"One hundred and twenty miles from east to west, and hundreds of miles from north to south, are all 'big lakes'!"

"Huh! It's so big!"

The old militia Chiwaco looked out for a moment, surprised.

"What's the name of this big lake?"

"It's called 'Big Lake'!"

"What is this lake called?"

"It's called 'Big Lake'!"

Ticarlo smiled and repeated.

"For the Mayan tribes along the lake, there has never been a larger lake than this lake. The big lake in their mouth is the only one! And their main belief is also the rain **** Chuck, who is in charge of rainfall, lakes and abundance."

Chiwako was stunned, a little speechless. Afterwards, the Mayan merchant stretched out his hand, pointed to a Mayan fishing village on the sandbar, and said with a smile.

"This piece of sandbar separates the sea and the lake, leaving only two gaps in the east and west. When the tide is high and low, the current will be very fast and turbulent. When the tide recedes, there will be fish, shrimp and shellfish in the lake that have no time to escape. At that time, not only the birds in the sky will come down to peck, but the fishermen in the village will also come over and pick up the fish and shrimps that can be seen everywhere on the smooth road.”

The so-called "Great Lake" is today's Laguérminos in Campeche, Mexico. There are large mangroves and birds by the lake, the scenery is beautiful, and it is rich in delicious seafood.

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The Mayan merchant Tikalo thought for a moment and patted his head. He swallowed, took the old militiaman's arm, and said to the crowd with a smile.

"Captain Qi, Captain Pu, Priest Tomat... The fishing village here will produce a giant prawn, which is extremely delicious! If the local fishermen catch it, they will deliberately keep this prawn for more than ten days and keep it. In the sea, leave it to the fleets passing by along the way... Let's go! The fleet is just going to go ashore to replenish the water, and we are going to have a big meal!"

"What? Go ashore, what prawns will you eat?"

The old militiaman Chiwako pursed his lips and hesitated a little. The experience of the past few days is still vivid in his mind, and he already has some shadows about going ashore.

"Don't go, don't go!"

"Captain Qi, don't be afraid. In this fishing village, the ships of the merchant group often dock. There are only a few hundred villagers in total, and there are no more than twenty soldiers. There will never be any risk to the kingdom's fleet. !... Besides, the prawns in the village are really delicious!"

"What kind of prawn is it really so delicious?"

Hearing this, Puap was a little moved. He patted the old militiaman on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Old Qi, if you don't go, just stay and watch the boat. I'll take a few people up to take a look..."

"Um... OK! Go! Bring dozens of samurai ashore for supplies. I'll stay and watch the ship..."

The old militiaman Chiwako thought for a while, the fleet really wanted to replenish Danshui here, and nodded in agreement. Then, he lowered his voice, leaned into Puap's ear, and whispered.

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"Look at that bald fox!"

"Huh?...Okay!"

Puap nodded blankly. The old militiaman looked at Priest Thomas again and asked with a smile.

"Priest Tomat, are you going ashore too?"

Priest Tommat nodded solemnly. In his hand, there were two more copies of the "Ali Sutra" with pictures and texts, and he explained it earnestly.

"I went ashore not to eat prawns. But to spread the glory of the Lord God! Praise the Lord God!..."

"...Praise the Lord God!"

The old militiamen smiled and prayed. Then, he thought for a while, his eyes softened a little, and he said to Puap.

"Old Pu, bring Dark Snake and Didi with you too! Try those prawns!"

"Huh?...Okay!"

The morning sun rose into the sky, the warriors replenished the water and gathered in the fishing village on the sandbar. Dozens of Mayan fishermen carefully brought large pots of fish soup, grilled shrimp and grilled fish, and handed them to the samurai men with weapons. The old village chief laughed along with him, and with a few quick-handed villagers, he held six roasted lobsters in clay pots, and respectfully handed them to the leader of the gentlemen.

"Huh? Is there really such a big shrimp?"

The ash Puapu stretched out his hand and grabbed the largest prawn from the clay pot. The prawn was more than forty centimeters long, almost as thick as his forearm, and it weighed several pounds when carried. Puap smelled the aroma of the lobster, poked the hard shell, and didn't know how to take a sip.

"Such a hard shell? How can you eat it?"

"Haha! It's easy! Unscrew the head of the shrimp, sprinkle some salt into the body at most, and then **** the meat out directly!"

"Uh? What about these two big pliers? How do you break them apart?"

Puapu stretched out his hand and gestured with a pliers bigger than his palm, exclaiming in his heart.

"Hey! It's really a beast in the sea! It can be easily caught by the fishermen..."

"Oh, those tongs, don't bother breaking them apart, just throw them away. Anyway, there are lobsters, so everyone can be full! Come, come, and taste this superb delicacy! You don't need to add anything, just sprinkle a little salt. , keep it delicious enough to cry!"

Tikalo couldn't wait, twisted off a lobster head the size of a palm, dug out a mouthful of white and tender fresh shrimp, and put it into his mouth to chew slowly, and his face immediately showed a look of enjoyment.

"Ah! What a nostalgic taste...the taste of Maya's hometown!..."

"Hoo! Really, really delicious!"

Puapu stretched out his hand, grabbed the forearm-long shrimp, took a few bites in his hand, and suddenly looked surprised. When the prawn meat is eaten, it is tender and fresh, with a natural sweetness and a salty taste, and the taste is very smooth. The gray soil warrior immediately worked hard and ate two catties of lobster meat in one go, which was even more refreshing than smoking Shenyan!

"Delicious, delicious! Not enough, not enough! Tikalo, let them have two more jars of prawns!"

"Delicious! It's delicious! It's better than honey!"

"That's right! Dark Snake is right!"

The dark snake held the prawn and tried to dig the shrimp meat, and its eyes were curved into crescents again. Dee Di, who was next to him, stuck out his tongue, snorting indistinctly, while sucking the gravy from the shrimp shell.

"Uuuuu! Daddy Qi is so nice! Sailing at sea is happiness!"

As for Tomat, the priest of the main god, he was concentrating on lowering his head~www.readwn.com~ with the obsidian dagger sacrificed in his hand, and nimbly picked out the shrimp meat. The skill of this technique and the precision of the movements are simply amazing! And beside him, there was a pile of empty lobster shells.

"Okay! I'll go and tell the village chief to roast all the prawns!"

With a smile at the corner of Tikalo's mouth, he glanced at everyone who was concentrating on eating shrimp, and walked slowly towards the village chief. In this remote and isolated Mayan fishing village, no one speaks the Nahua language. The only people in the fleet who were familiar with the Mayan language were Tikalo and the guide he brought.

"...do you know?"

"...Understood, the noble master who is bigger than the sky, I will do it later!"

Listening to Tikalo's instructions, the hunched old village chief lowered his head repeatedly, even lowering his head to his knees. Afterwards, he immediately greeted a few villagers and continued to prepare food for the gentlemen.

Tikalo's mouth twitched and he smiled slightly. When he turned around again, he was already calm.

"Ha, it's delicious! ... The taste of Maya's hometown is close at hand!"