Liang Jian: I have a canteen

After getting the two men, Xu San said, "I know someone with the same surname, Raul, who plays football very well."

"Football?" Raul fell into deep thought, as if recalling something after hearing Xu San's words.

After a long pause, he sighed softly, "I haven't been home for about two years!"

"Is there no chance to go back?" Xu San asked.

“Going back wouldn’t make any sense. I don’t have any family or friends there!” Raul said with a calm smile. “My friends are all on this ship. This is my home. Maybe I’ll live here for the rest of my life.”

Raul's words reminded Xu San of a movie called The Pianist on the Sea.

The protagonist of that movie was a pianist who lived his entire life on a ship and eventually died on it.

“We still need to go ashore! The sea may be vast, but we humans should live on land.” Xu San patted the first mate on the shoulder. “Since we’re docked in Tokyo this time, you can come visit me!”

After saying that, Xu San added, "If it's convenient!"

Before Raul could answer, Lisa behind him spoke up, "It's convenient for me, I can come to your home as a guest."

Raul looked at the two girls beside Xu San and smiled. "Mr. Edogawa, I won't bother you any longer. If you need any help, please feel free to come to me."

Raul left, and the crowd gathered on the deck dispersed.

After the excitement was over, the passengers had nothing more to do.

Xu San stretched out his hand and made a gesture of counting money in odd numbers. Little Lisa giggled at the sight of his constantly fidgeting fingers.

Although she didn't know what Xu San's action meant, she knew that Xu San was probably trying to collect gambling debts.

Elisa laughed too, and readily took out five yen from her pocket and handed it to Xu San, saying, "A bet is a bet."

Xu San took the money, held it up to the sunlight, and saw that there was no anti-counterfeiting technology, but the paper was rather unique.

Most of the Japanese yen in later generations were minted in China, and their craftsmanship was much better than that of the current yen. "Did you notice anything?" Elisa asked curiously.

"The workmanship is a bit rough. We should improve the craftsmanship, otherwise it will be a big problem if it is copied," Xu San said earnestly.

The sound of the waves remained the same, the sea and sky were blue, and Xu San suddenly saw a sailor carrying a fishing rod walk out of the cabin.

He walked to a fence, skillfully baited a small fish onto his fishing rod, and then swung his arm to cast the hook out.

Xu San looked at them, then turned to the two sisters and winked, "Want to go over and take a look?"

The younger sister nodded, while the older sister remained silent, which Xu San took as a tacit agreement.

The three walked over, and Xu San asked directly, "Do you sell fishing rods?"

The sailor turned to look at Xu San, "Ten dollars!"

Xu San didn't haggle and bought it directly.

The sailor readily accepted the money with a smile, "Sir, do you know how to use it?"

Xu San took the fishing rod, waved his hand, and pulled up the fishing rod and line.

The line is very long, about twenty meters.

It has to be this long because the deck is already more than ten meters above the sea, and adding a few more meters would make it really long.

The pole is nice; I don't know what kind of wood it is, but it's definitely very tough.

The rest of the fishing gear was pretty average; the float and a few dark, unremarkable hooks were the only noticeable features. (End of Chapter)