After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

It's best not to say anything carelessly in the future.

By the way, are there any five-star reviews?

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Sss! Snoring...

At noon, Martin devoured the seafood hand-pulled noodles that Robin had made himself at the table in just a few bites, chewing up the prawns and abalone along with them. In a mere minute, he swallowed the entire bowl of noodles and broth.

She casually stacked the empty bowls to the side, and there were already more than 10 empty bowls on the table. Before Martin could speak, Robin's delicate hands brought out a new bowl of noodles for him.

"Honey, you've already eaten 12 bowls of noodles!" Robin reminded him with a smile and a blush on her face.

"12 bowls? That's one more than yesterday."

Martin nodded somewhat vaguely: "Honey, you're a fantastic cook!"

To have a good honeymoon experience, Martin took a honeymoon vacation and originally planned to go out to sea for fun. However, the East China Sea has not been very peaceful recently, and there are signs of sea monster activity.

So he simply didn't go anywhere, staying at home with Lorna, never leaving the house, enjoying their honeymoon together, rolling around in bed, and whispering sweet nothings.

At most, he and Luo Na would go for a walk and enjoy the scenery at Qinglu Mountain, which is not far away.

It's fair to say that throughout his honeymoon, aside from eating, sleeping, and being affectionate, Martin spent the rest of his time forging knives.

Such a balanced life of work and rest is truly enjoyable, allowing him to experience the comfort and sweetness of being a married man.

At that moment, Martin felt the happiness of being a man.

The benefits are also obvious.

As Robin's affection for him increased, his sword-forging experience grew daily, along with the continuous flow of power from the Flower Flower Fruit.

Although most of the time the evaluations were average, he could feel his skills improving and he was receiving more and more positive reviews from Robin. He made love four or five times a day, averaging one excellent evaluation per day.

By this calculation, he has accumulated 32 points of Flower-Flower Fruit power, which is still two-thirds short of the 100 points required for his initial release.

There are downsides, though. It's hard work every day for almost a month, after all, he's already forty.

If it weren't for the physical enhancement, I estimate I would have exploded in kidneys in about ten days.

Seemingly to make up for his lack of energy, Martin also became very hungry, consuming several times more food.

Just as he was about to order another bowl, Robin, who was only wearing an apron, pouted and said, "Honey, we're out of rice and flour, and even meat. There's hardly any dried seafood left."

Martin breathed a sigh of relief. He had been eating too much lately, and it was no surprise that he had finished off all the food in the house.

Now that the honeymoon is coming to an end, it's time to buy some food and sell the swords I forged.

With that thought, the red book reappeared before his eyes, and he turned to the page about his wife, Robin.

Wife: Nicole Robin

[Ability: User of the Flower-Flower Fruit]

[Affection: 95.6% likes, plus an extra +2]

[Blessing: Physique +9, Spirit +11, Perception +8, All Attributes +2]

[Rewards: Forging experience, Devil Fruit power]

"Robin's favorability is getting higher and higher, and she has become much prettier, as if she has become a completely different person."

Martin stretched and looked at his beautiful, radiant wife.

To be honest, the pleasures of love are indeed intoxicating. Robin became more and more radiant and beautiful, much more alluring than before, and her eyes were even more captivating.

Uh……

It must have been nourished by itself.

After donning casual clothes and slippers, Martin kissed his young wife goodbye, took Senbonzakura and a knife with him, and headed out the door. He planned to first go out to buy some food supplies, and in his spare time, he would craft two knives.

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Chapter 4 A Flying Shoe

Orange Town is a medium-sized port town. It was originally just an ordinary small town, but it was able to develop after being selected by the Navy as a logistics base.

The town covers less than ten square kilometers, has a naval logistics base and a civilian port. Its level of prosperity is barely acceptable in the East China Sea, and it is somewhat remote.

Merchants from the East China Sea often use the town's port as a supply point, and obscure pirates also frequently visit the town.

Orange Town is a mixed bag, and even with the navy patrolling during the day, it barely manages to maintain order.

There were many stalls on both sides of the market, and the place was bustling with people.

Many vendors are selling fish skin, seafood, weapons, ancient artifacts, and other items, including some that are said to be fragments of treasure maps.

Many burly men with swords at their waists were swearing and haggling over prices; they were clearly not good people.

In addition, you can occasionally see fish-men with fins and strange heads wandering around the streets. They mostly carry swords and other weapons and look rather creepy.

It was the early days of the Great Pirate Era, and the pirates in the East Blue were quite arrogant, daring to roam freely right under the Navy's nose.

This also proves that the world government and navy have relatively weak control over the East China Sea, to the point that pirates are running rampant in front of the navy.

Martin was unsurprised by this and went straight to a large general store in the town center, with a sign that read "Kim Trading" hanging at the entrance.

This large general store resembles a small supermarket. The left cabinet is filled with all kinds of food, while the right cabinet is filled with various nautical equipment, emitting a mixed aroma. In the very center, the counter is filled with weapons and supplies such as swords and steel ingots, which looks somewhat out of place.

Martin tapped the counter with his index finger: "Boss Kim, give me 100 dried shrimp, 10 large hams, 10 turkeys, 100 catties of white fish, 200 catties each of rice and flour, and three jars each of pepper, chili, salt, caviar, blueberry jam, and plum jam."

Upon hearing this, Kim, the fat shopkeeper who had been engrossed in fiddling with his abacus behind the counter, immediately looked up, his fat face beaming with a smile: "So it's Warrant Officer Martin, welcome, welcome..."

"I've resigned from the Navy. From now on, just call me Martin."

Martin reminded him.

As the abacus clicked away, Kim quickly looked up: "That's a total of 284,850 Berries!"

"What? Two hundred and eighty-four thousand eight hundred... Pele?"

Upon hearing this, Martin almost lost his composure: "Hey, Kim, are you kidding me? Why did the price suddenly go up so much? Normally, this much food would cost 150,000 Berries, this is almost double the price."

Kim quickly explained, "You don't know, the price of raw materials in town has gone up a lot recently. All the ingredients have increased in price. I have no choice but to do this. This is the price in the market now. You can ask around in other places if you don't believe me."

"I heard that the sea monster often attacks fishing boats and grain ships. Many people are afraid of capsizing, so they simply reduce their transport and fishing. In addition, the number of times pirates attack merchant ships has increased recently, causing many goods to be transported in a bad way, so they can only raise prices on the spot."

Damn it...

Besides the sea monster, pirates are also causing trouble, which is going to throw the entire East Blue into chaos.

I reckon that sea monster is the Lord of the Near Sea who bit off one of the arms of the future Yonko Shanks.

I wonder if Shanks has lost an arm to the other side.

That said, the wedding cost him a lot of money, and now he doesn't even have enough money to buy food, turning him into a penniless pauper in an instant.

This world is truly chaotic.

"Martin, do you want more of this food?"

Kim looked at Martin, whose forehead veins were bulging, and tentatively asked him a question.

"I'll take it. Wrap it all up and have someone deliver it to my home."

Martin gritted his teeth: "Also, take a look at my knife."

Kim sighed with some difficulty, "Martin, as I said before, our shop doesn't accept ordinary knives; we have too many of these."

Martin handed over the knife wrapped in cloth: "I have two knives here, both sharp knives."

"Are they all sharp knives?"

Kim reached out and took the bag, weighed it in her hand, and showed an extremely surprised expression.

He opened the cloth bag, picked up two blades lying inside, and examined them carefully. His eyes gradually widened, and then he flicked the blades with his fingers, making them make a light and crisp sound, while listening intently.

"The blade pattern, the material, the sound, the smoothness... these are truly sharp knives. One of them has a beautiful blade pattern and an even better sound, making it a top-quality sharp knife. The other one is also quite good among sharp knives!"

After carefully examining the two knives, Kim's eyes gleamed, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Martin, how much are you planning to sell them for?"

Martin casually replied, "Just give me whatever you think is fair. We're old acquaintances, so as long as the price is reasonable."

Kim raised her hand and started calculating on the abacus with a clattering sound: "At market price, a fine-quality sharp knife costs 35 Berries."

"A regular sharp knife usually costs between 10 and 15 Berries. This knife is of decent quality, so I'll buy it from you for 20 Berries."

"That's a total of 55 Berries. I'll deduct the cost of the food and say 28 Berries. So, you'll get 27 Berries."

"Is this okay with you?"

"Okay, let's make a deal."

"Martin, if I may ask, your sudden appearance with a sharp knife, and even the forging of a fine one, suggests that your forging skills have improved."

As Kim Chan counted the money, he asked with a smile.

Seeing the other person's smiling face, Martin nodded: "Not bad!"

Kim's smile widened even more: "Martin, I knew I hadn't misjudged you, congratulations..."

"Here's a little insider tip: the Navy has recently been controlling the transportation channels for materials such as iron ingots and steel ingots. In particular, the control over military materials like steel ingots will become increasingly strict, and there is likely to be a significant price increase in the future."

Martin understood that Kim wanted to curry favor with him and do him a favor. After thinking for a moment, he simply pushed the stacks of banknotes back, took out all the money he had, and spent 40 Berries to get some iron ingots, a large number of steel ingots, and two hundred pounds of coke from Kim.

Iron ingots weren't worth much; a hundred pounds of iron ingots cost 2 berries. Steel ingots, however, have started to rise in price, costing several times more than iron ingots. They are now worth about 8 berries per hundred pounds.

Iron ingots need to be quenched by the craftsman and are generally only used to forge ordinary swords. Steel ingots can be used directly by the swordsmith and are the main raw material for sharp swords. Coke may also be in short supply recently.

I came out completely broke, penniless!

Fortunately, the supplies have all arrived.

"Martin, you must come to our store often from now on, I'll give you discounts that others don't have..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large black shoelace flew through the air with a whooshing sound. Martin felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him and immediately turned his head to the side to dodge.

The shoe hit Kim squarely in the face, covering him in mud and sending him staggering back two steps.

Who?

Daring to launch a sneak attack?