The Legend of the Fishermen of Sicily

Chapter 121 Sea Urchin, Here I Come!

Rinaldi did not hoard any money. On the way to the station, he treated Leo to many authentic Messina street foods, the amount of which definitely exceeded 10000.

Leo roughly calculated that the number could be close to 30000.

Rinaldi is a few years younger than him, how could he let him keep paying the bill?

But every time Leo reached for his wallet, Rinaldi returned the money.

Even after leaving the sea and the Silverfin, he still acted like a captain.

"We always provide food and lodging for those who come to help. It's a family rule of the Cumanso family. Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll go buy it for you."

"Just how many rules does your Cumanso family have?" Leo asked helplessly.

He's heard so many rules in the last three days that he's lost count.

Rinaldi shrugged. "Isn't this normal? Every industry has its rules, every family has its rules, every fleet has its rules... That's how it is in Sicily. By the way, what are your rules?"

"My rules?" Leo took a bite of his seafood skewer and shook his head. "No."

Rinaldi nodded: "That's true. You don't have any crew members yet, so setting rules is useless. Once you have crew members, you'll naturally know what your special rules are."

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Leo shrugged, puzzled.

I want to become a master of "rules" too?

But he doesn't seem to have any particular desire to restrict him.

"I see a roast beef stall, let's go buy some!" The captain led his crew to the next stall.

When Leo arrived, he only brought a large black suitcase, in which he put all his changes of clothes.

When they returned, both their hands were stuffed with plastic bags, including three bottles of different flavors and brands of drinks, as if they had just come back from a market.

Rinaldi was only 18 years old, and his way of being nice to someone was to buy them all the delicious food and drinks he thought were good.

"Be careful on the road." The bus was about to start moving, and Rinaldi instructed the people on board, "Let me know in advance before you come next year, and I'll come pick you up."

The two of them have already exchanged phone numbers.

Rinaldi said that if Rio encounters any trouble in Marzamemi and needs help, he can call him anytime.

This trouble is not limited to maritime experiences related to the sea, but to everything.

The little captain proudly said that his Cumanso family had some connections on the east coast, and he even gave Leo an easy-to-understand example: Sandro had to call him "Grandpa Captain."

He, the new captain of the Silverfin, has a lot of influence.

Earlier, Leo had grumbled inwardly, saying he felt bad about taking so much food and gifts on this trip, mainly in a teasing tone.

Now it's a real case of "eating and taking."

Rinaldi was really good to him. He packed food and drinks for him, packed a whole set of training materials for him, and even packed a powerful backer for him.

But Leo has nothing to give back to him now.

After thinking it over, before the bus started moving, he said to Leandro, "When you get home, look at the red plastic bucket under the toilet sink."

As soon as Rinaldi returned, Gatti ran over and asked, "Rio's gone?"

Rinaldi nodded: "Let's go back."

Gatti couldn't hide his disappointment, but two seconds later he grabbed a rope and ran out.

"What is he going out to do with the rope?" Rinaldi asked his father.

Peglerini is sharing his ancient practice of "sky-gazing" with a fisherman who has come to help.

The other party's math skills were appallingly poor, tormenting him to the point of wanting to kill, leaving him with no time to share the touching growth stories of his younger son with his eldest son.

Frustrated, he said to Rinaldi, "Prepare to remove you from your position as captain and return the rest of your change."

"What change?" Rinaldi asked.

Peglelini glared at him and replied, "The 10000 lira you were just about to leave with."

Rinaldi protested loudly: "It's all spent, and it's still not enough. I added another 20000 myself."

The father and son argued fiercely over pocket money, and Rinaldi suffered the loss because he didn't get a receipt.

He not only spent 20000 of his allowance to treat Leo to food, but he was also fined a week's allowance.

The little captain wished he could grow a sword-like mouth and stab his father to death.

But impulsiveness is useless. Rinaldi decided to settle a personal score and made Peglerini clean the toilets on the ship for seven days straight!

Thinking of the toilet, he remembered the strange thing Leo said before he left.

"The red plastic bucket under the toilet sink...Do we have a red plastic bucket under our sink?"

Rinaldi went to the toilet with some skepticism and found that there were indeed red buckets under the sink, and not just one, but a whole stack of them.

Judging from the patina on it, it hasn't been used for a long time.

He looked into the bucket and saw nothing but dust and dead insects.

Since I've already taken it out, I figured I might as well check it carefully.

He pulled out each bucket and looked at it.

Suddenly, a red plastic bag appeared between two buckets.

Rinaldi opened it and immediately let out a snicker: "If you take my allowance, I'll take your secret stash!"

He could tell from the smell that the money was his father's secret stash, and his mother always smelled nice.

While happily counting how much he could take today without being discovered and turning this place into a long-term sustainable resource strategic point, Rinaldi muttered something under his breath.

"How did Leo know there was something here?"

"Some of the new skills are not up to par."

Leo leaned against the glass window and mumbled.

【The Eye of the Microcosm】Prolonged use can cause dizziness, but Leo can't resist trying its effects.

So whenever I entered a new environment or scene, I would open it and take a look, using this skill as a way of revealing secrets in "The Odyssey".

They didn't find any treasure chests or secret passages, but they did discover some patterns in their use.

In a sunny and clean place, this skill will not show any signs of being activated.

The dirtier, messier, and darker the corner, the more effective it will be, such as the toilet.

Before leaving, Leo went to the toilet and, as was his habit, scanned the area. He noticed a strange outline in the bucket under the sink.

Judging from its shape, thickness, and length, it should definitely be money.

Of course, the "peeping eye" technique isn't only effective in the toilet.

In summary, the space, which lasted for several hours, was dark, cramped, secluded, and complex.

The skill description actually provides a hint: [Glimpses of the Eye: Your eyes finally know where to look. Current effect: You can detect faint clues in complex environments and have a low probability of discovering hidden objects.]

I never expected that the so-called "complexity" would become so complicated.

Leo couldn't imagine what the Godfather could do with the "Gaze of the Microscopic Eyes".

But for him, this skill seems to have a suitable use case: finding sea urchins.

Actually, Leo could have stayed in Messina for another day before going back.

But on his way back, he wanted to visit the port authority in Syracuse to inquire about the application requirements for a diving license, which would definitely take up half a day.

For diving fishing, the most efficient way to make money is by finding sea urchins.

Previously, Leo couldn't find sea urchins and could only hunt fish, which already earned him a considerable amount.

If you acquire the skill to find sea urchins, your income will continue to increase.

He needs to get his diving and fishing license done as soon as possible so he can go back to Marzamemi and settle down to make money.

"Will we be able to find it?" Leo wondered, looking out at the sea.

After deciding to return to Marzamemi, he immediately went into the sea to give it a try.

At this moment, Marzamemi.

Sandro, who was resting in bed, was carefully awakened by his eldest son, Antonino.

"Father, there's a phone call from Mexico."

"What is it?" Sandro asked from his bed.

Antonino whispered back, "It seems to be about Leo."