Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

On the deck, it was very quiet, with only the "ding ding" sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding.

They were so hungry that no one wanted to talk, and they only focused on the rice in their hands and the dishes in front of them.

"Wuhu~"

Chu Yang finished a stainless steel bowl of rice in one breath, and then opened a bottle of cold beer to rinse his mouth.

"Take off!"

Don't say that overeating is unhealthy. Let those who can talk without any backache go out to sea with a fishing boat for a day. I guarantee that he will be so hungry that he will want to chew even the chopsticks.

Zhang Hongtao also followed suit and drank a bottle of wine after dinner.

"Uncle Jun, here."

Chu Yang also opened a bottle for Sun Qingjun, who was still concentrating on showing off his hard work, and reached out to take the beer and put it aside.

When Lin Zijin also put down his bowl, he simply poured the remaining fried pork with peppers and small fish into his own bowl, stirred it with chopsticks, and then began to inhale violently.

"Ah... burp~~~"

The bowl with a small hill on top was empty in the blink of an eye.

Sun Qingjun patted his stomach in satisfaction, finally full.

"Uncle Jun, with your appetite, you can start a live broadcast of big eaters in the future, and you will definitely make a lot of money." Chu Yang joked.

"What is live broadcast?" Sun Qingjun asked, scratching his head.

"It's just getting a camera and letting everyone watch you eat..." Chu Yang explained simply.

"Isn't that crazy? What's so good about eating."

Sun Qingjun sneered.

Chu Yang smiled and didn't refute.

In this era when even the QQ space picture upload function is not enabled, it is indeed difficult to imagine how the Internet will develop in a dozen years.

I also don't believe that a host with a mobile phone, talking to the screen, can make a lot of money.

After eating and drinking, Lin Zijin began to clean up the dishes.

Pour the leftovers into the sea and treat it as a nest.

Several men who had been busy all day sat on the deck, chatting and smoking.

Suddenly, Chu Yang felt a chill on his face.

He looked up and watched the raindrops gradually connect into lines, and then disperse into beads of pearls, densely packed, falling all over his head.

"It's thundering, it's raining, go home and collect clothes~"

The weather at sea is really unpredictable, it changes at any time, without a minute's delay.

The heavy rain hit the deck with a crackling sound, splashing water and falling down, and finally gathered into a stream, flowing into the sea along the drainage trough.

"I'll go check it out, don't let it leak."

Sun Qingjun extinguished the cigarette butt, bent over, and got into the cabin.

Zhang Hongtao ran into the room to get a piece of soap, covered his body with soap bubbles, put on shorts and rushed into the rain.

As a result, he slipped and his soapy buttocks almost slid off the deck into the sea, and the soap flew to Chu Yang's feet.

"Fuck, Ah Yang, help me pick it up."

Chu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned away.

"You should pick it up slowly by yourself."

...

The rainstorm came and went quickly, and Zhang Hongtao took a bath, and only the drizzle of rain was left.

Sun Qingjun took a mop and mopped the water that had just poured into the cabin, and wiped the deck again.

Although there was no homework at night, it was tiring enough during the day, so before 10 o'clock, everyone on the fishing boat turned off the lights and went back to the room to rest.

Chu Yang slept for so long in the afternoon, but he was not very sleepy, so he just lay on the bed and read.

He was reading a ship driving theory manual, which included maritime regulations, navigation safety knowledge, ship knowledge, etc. He was going to go out to sea twice more. After accumulating enough water qualifications, he would strive to get a ship driving license.

There was no Internet at sea, and the mobile phone memory was not enough. He read two seeds over and over again, and soon got bored.

So when he went out to sea, he could calm down and study, because it was too boring. He was idle anyway, so he might as well read a book.

But as he was reading, he suddenly heard a "rustling" sound from the cabin next door, followed by the "splashing" sound of water.

Then, two lines of Lao Bai's poem emerged in Chu Yang's mind, "In the cold spring, I was granted a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washed my fat; the maid helped me up weakly, and it was the time when I received the grace."

I have to admit that Lao Bai wrote it very well. This little poem was written as if he had really seen Yang Guifei bathing. It was simply the ancestor of the YY world.

"Why is it so hot today!"

Chu Yang suddenly felt the room was very hot, and quickly took a few sips of boiled water, which barely suppressed the anger.

Lying on the bed, he had no mood to read, so he started counting sheep.

One sheep... two sheep... three sheep...

I didn't know which one he counted, and Chu Yang fell on the bed in a daze.

Dongdongdong... Dongdongdongdong...

There is one disadvantage of sleeping on the boat, that is, the sound insulation is too poor.

If there is any noise outside, it can be heard clearly.

Chu Yang tookI looked at my phone and it was just past 4 o'clock.

I pushed open the hatch and found that the others were already busy outside.

Chu Yang was too embarrassed to sleep any longer, so he simply went to the deck to help.

"Ayang, why are you up too? It's still early. You must have been woken up?"

Sun Qingjun was squatting on the deck to clean up the fish basket. He turned around and asked with a smile when he heard the noise behind him.

"No, I can't sleep well on the boat."

"Uncle Jun, are you going to collect the traps?"

Chu Yang asked when he saw Zhang Hongtao refilling the kayak.

"Well, take advantage of the low tide in the morning to collect the traps, and try to get back to the boat before 8 o'clock to pull a net."

Chu Yang understood what he meant. After 8 o'clock, the sun rose and the temperature on the sea surface was high. At that time, it was not a very pleasant thing to work.

"Do you need help?" he asked.

Sun Qingjun glanced at his hand, "Are your hands strong?"

Chu Yang tried to lift it.

"It's much better than yesterday, but it's still a little sour."

Sun Qingjun said: "Forget it, Lao Zhang and I can handle this."

Chu Yang came to the kitchen.

Lin Zijin was busy standing by the stove. Today she prepared a breakfast of vermicelli soup, a specialty of the southern Fujian area.

The so-called vermicelli is actually thin vermicelli, paired with oysters, clams, braised eggs and green vegetables, wrapped in a thick soup made from starch, and paired with fried golden and crispy small fried dough sticks, which is delicious.

Not only can it make the taste buds explode, but it is also a big impact on the vision.

Chu Yang came just in time, the vermicelli had just come out of the pot.

Lin Zijin served him a bowl, with two poached eggs and two fried dough sticks on the noodles, and finally grabbed a handful of chopped green onions and sprinkled on it.

Chu Yang took a bite while it was hot, and the rich seafood flavor instantly burst into his mouth, accompanied by the fragrance of green onions and the noodle soup made from bones.

For such a perfect combination of carbohydrates and high protein, he could only give a thumbs up and say "amazing".

After showing off a big bowl, Chu Yang suddenly felt full of energy, and even the soreness in his body was relieved a lot.

Hurry up and take advantage of this spirit to open today's treasure chest.

[Congratulations on winning the silver treasure chest, the treasure chest location has been refreshed, please go to claim it. ]

"Fuck!"

Chu Yang got excited.

Finally waited for you, I didn't give up~~~