Hai Changzhi only had one hobby in her previous life: eating seafood.
She eats raw and cooked vegetables, pickles them with salt and makes them drunk, anything that swims in the water or crawls on the beach, she doesn't taste it.
Her parents ran a fishery company. She studied marine fishery and was familiar with the sea breeze and salt water. She could tell what was swimming in the sea as soon as she glanced at the water.
It wasn't until she was inspecting the South China Sea that a wave hit her - and when she opened her eyes again, she became the daughter of a criminal exiled in Qiongzhou.
In front of you is the vast sea, behind you are the old, weak, women and children, and your pockets are cleaner than your face.
Others were crying, but she smacked her lips and tasted the fishy smell in the wind.
OK.
The sea that I ate in my previous life will be planted twice as much in this life.
Are the fish not coming to shore? She looks for water hazards.
The seaweed is gone? She replanted.
Pirates blocking the way? She cut off their food.
Thanks to Hai Changzhi's efforts, fishing rafts were erected on the deserted beach, green-scaled white pomfret was raised in the shallow bay, and even the girl from the Li people's village came to learn to weave nets.
Later, the whole island was rumored: The little girl who was exiled used the sea as a field for farming, turned the barren reefs into a golden nest, and raised a living granary on the sea.
Even the jade-faced fox-like magistrate comes to visit every day.
Xie Qingyuan, the magistrate of Qiongzhou, once said: "How can you eat something that smells fishy? A lower official is not lucky enough to bear it."
Later:
"Changzhi, what kind of fish is today?"
Hai Changzhi raised the knife and threw the pink and white fish meat into his mouth.
"I didn't know what to do before. Now I feel that there is nothing fresher in this world than what Changzhi holds."
Hai Changzhi has never seen such a shameless person.
Intention: The sea, my hometown
