Chapter 129 Canned Fish in the Other World
The sound of water splashing.
"Henry, can you really catch fish?" Mila's curious voice sounded as she watched Henry, who had been sitting there for half an hour.
"Of course!" Henry nodded.
Today was the second day of leaving Eldoria, and they would arrive in Hyratos tomorrow afternoon.
The first day on the boat was interesting, but soon Henry felt bored. The small cabin, the smell of mildew, and the constantly rocking boat made it impossible to feel calm.
So early the next morning, Henry decided to go fishing. He had never eaten fish in this world.
People in this era also eat fish, but just think about the fishing methods, there were no fishing nets and fishing rods, only diving and using a harpoon. But these two methods could be used in shallow water, and in a big river, it was likely to get drowned.
"Henry, is fish delicious?" Mila pouted, looking at the long fishing line, and said in a small voice, "I have never eaten fish!"
"Well." Henry turned his head and looked at the catgirl's cat ears, feeling a bit strange.
"It's delicious. You'll know if I catch it." Henry rubbed the catgirl's cheek and stared at the river.
Ten minutes passed, and the fishing rod suddenly shook, and the frequency getting faster.
"It comes. I caught a fish!" Henry's eyes lit up, and he pulled it up, drawing an arc, and a struggling fish was pulled onto the deck.
"Fish? You caught a fish?" Mila was stunned and then jumped excitedly, her blue eyes curiously looking at the fish on the deck. Then she pouted, "Is this a fish? It's so ugly."
"This is a trout!" Henry recognized it as a kind of freshwater trout. The one he caught was 11.8 inches long, which was quite big for a trout.
"Henry, how should we eat it? Grill it?" Mila looked at Henry with eager eyes, like a hungry little cat.
"Don't worry, I'll catch a few more." Henry picked up the trout, unhooked it, and threw it into a wooden bucket, then put on the bait and threw it back into the river.
He wanted to catch a few more fish, if successful, there would be an additional source of meat in the territory, and it would also be a profitable business.
"Henry, I want to try it too."
Mila whispered, looking a bit hesitant; she rarely asked for anything except for the time they first met, when she asked for grits and a dagger; she hadn't made any requests.
"Sure!" Henry chuckled, "There's a long wooden box in the cabin, and there's a fishing rod in there."
"Okay!"
Mila entered the cabin with a light step and soon came out with the fishing rod; then, under Henry's guidance, she started her first fishing.
Three minutes later.
"Oh! Something's pulling the fishing rod." Mila nervously shouted, her blue eyes seeking help from Henry.
"Just pull it up!" Henry laughed. The fishing line he bought was very strong, so there was no problem with fishing some freshwater fish.
Mila's slender arm exerted force, drawing an arc, and a fish was pulled onto the deck, another trout, a little smaller than the one Henry caught.
"Great! I caught a fish!" Mila exclaimed excitedly, throwing the fish into the wooden bucket and then eagerly fishing again.
Just two minutes later.
"Oh! Another fish is on the hook?" Mila didn't need a reminder this time; she knew how to swing the fishing rod and pull the fish onto the deck.
Then, another three minutes passed.
"Huh? Another fish bits the hook!" Mila blinked her blue eyes and pulled the fish onto the deck.
Henry suddenly felt that today's wind was a bit noisy, blowing the fishing line too much, it took him almost an hour to catch a fish, and today was not a good day for fishing.
Yes, especially when he heard that the catgirl next to him caught another fish, he felt even more so.
"Henry, why aren't you fishing? These fish are so stupid, and it is so easy to catch." Mila said as she pulled up another fish, her face full of smiles.
Henry shrugged, put away the fishing rod, and suddenly felt that Mila was the one truly favored by the goddess of luck.
So with a fishing expert around, he can do something else, making his idea, which is canned fish.
"David, go help me move a few small ceramic jars." Henry turned his head and shouted to David, who was standing beside him. "And bring the grill from the cabin."
"Yes!"
David turned and went to the cabin, this time only David and Charles came. Brian had to bring other soldiers in the camp.
The things were quickly delivered to Henry, and he began to process the fish, skillfully gutting them. As a kitchen helper, killing a fish was too simple.
Five or six fish were quickly cleaned, and Mila stopped fishing, squatting on the side, watching Henry work, and handing things to him from time to time.
In this era, it was definitely not possible to use tin cans for canned fish, a single sealing technology could be defeated. It was not said they were impossible, but the cost was too high.
Henry could only use ceramic jars. The first step was to boil the ceramic jars with hot water to kill the bacteria, then put the cooked garlic trout in it, then cover the lid and seal it with the prepared mud.
A simple version of the canned fish was completed, as for the smell or whether it would go rotten or not, it would have to be opened and checked in four or five days. If there was no problem, it could be preserved for three or four months, then it could be exported to other cities.
When he goes back, he would have someone make a fishing net; the Serene River was so wide; how many years of fish have lived in it? As long as it was not overfished, Eldoria would have enough fish to produce canned fish.
He heard that the nobles in the Royal City really like fish, these canned fish were prepared for the Royal City, a can in the Royal City for a silver coin, should it be suitable?
Henry quickly made a few flavors of canned fish and then stopped. He started to grill the trout for eating, because he noticed that the catgirl was salivating over those roast fishes.
"Henry, is it ready?" Mila wrinkled her nose. The smell of those fishes gave her a great temptation.
"Okay, here you are!" Henry handed over a piece of grilled trout.
"Wow! It's so delicious, I've decided to rank the roast fish after the grits!" Mila's eyes sparkled after eating fish, and her cat's ears trembled.
A mouthful of delicious food could make people feel happy; if one was not happy, just eat; if one was happy, just eat.
Tomorrow is not a happy day but a bloody day.
