Chapter 50 It was a close call
Liang Ziqiang began to process the harvest at hand.
Chicken-claw snails are relatively easy to deal with. Even if they are not soaked in sea water, they can be kept alive for several days if they are put in a snakeskin bag.
The chicken-claw snail, which is worth a lot of money, can only feel wronged to be treated like this.
Both lobster and abalone need water, so they are kept in the same bucket.
The brown-banded scallop also needs to be grown in seawater and is placed in the big basin together with the scallops.
Fortunately, we brought several buckets and basins this time.
After doing all this, start preparing enough oil for the old ship.
Liang Ziqiang poured the remaining part of the half bottle of diesel into the fuel tank of the old boat's diesel engine. Then he continued to work, draining the oil from the faulty boat's tank and using an oil bottle to transfer it to the old boat's tank.
While refueling, his brows furrowed again. Judging from his appearance, no matter how much he tried, there still didn't seem to be enough oil.
He didn't know if he could make it to the shore. If the ship ran out of fuel while drifting in the sea, it would be a huge problem. The danger level would be no less than if the rudder blade fell off.
But there was no solution to this problem, no matter how worried he was. It was impossible to conjure up more oil, and the only oil he had now was the diesel he had brought from home that morning.
Some of the equipment on the faulty ship were also moved to the old ship.
Finally, confirm again whether the cables of the faulty ship are tied firmly.
Although the boat is broken, I will put it here for now, but I will have to find a time to return it to the owner. If it is really lost, compensation will be another matter.
After finishing all the work, I just wait for tomorrow to come.
Amid the busyness, dusk gradually fell.
Lin Baixian stood on the beach and watched for a while. He didn't know what he was thinking about. Suddenly he turned around and asked Liang Ziqiang:
"Today is not only the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, but also the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, right?"
"Of course it's nonsense, what's the matter?" Liang Ziqiang asked.
Then, Lin Baixian said with deep emotion: "The fifteenth day of the seventh month is the Ghost Festival. Damn, we have both been missing for five days. Those people at home don't expect us to be alive anymore, right? Do you think they are burning some paper money for us during the Ghost Festival today..."
After hearing this, Liang Ziqiang felt sick all over.
We are about to set off, why don't you say something nicer, but you have to say this...
"You...do you have a blood clot in your brain?!"
He admitted that at one point, he almost wanted to bury Lin Baixian alive on the island and then sail back to the village alone...
In this way, it shouldn't be considered a waste of the paper money his family burned for him, right? As night fell, Liang Ziqiang checked the old ship's machinery again, and then went to sleep to conserve his spirit and physical strength.
The next morning, the two men untied the ropes of the old boat and worked together to push the old boat into the water.
Before leaving on the boat, the two knelt down on the beach again.
This time, they not only thanked Mazu for rescuing them, but also thanked this nameless island for taking them in and giving them shelter in the vast ocean.
After getting on the boat, the familiar clattering sound was heard, and the old boat sailed slowly towards the vast ocean. The wild island where I had lived for five days kept shrinking in my sight and gradually returned to a small gray dot.
In the end, only a clean sea surface was left.
Time passed like the water flowing away from the stern of a ship, and half a day passed quickly.
Fortunately, although the old ship was shaking a little in the sea, the engine continued to operate normally, and the thing that the two were most worried about did not happen for the time being.
They could already see the coastline in the distance and even vaguely saw the outline of the fishing village, and they felt a little relieved.
However, soon after, the sound of the diesel engine began to weaken and the ship's forward speed also slowed down significantly.
"Fuck, there's no more gas!"
Lin Baixian's face, which had just looked good, turned pale again.
Liang Ziqiang's face was not looking good either. Damn it, they were almost there when the fuel ran out. A ship without power would still be carried away by the ocean currents!
The legendary collapse at the doorstep? "What should we do? Ah Qiang, come up with an idea! How about we use buckets to paddle again?"
In desperation, Lin Baixian wanted to repeat the method he used last time.
Liang Ziqiang decided:
"This is the only way for now. But it's a bit difficult. Now the distance to the shore is much farther than last time!
The best thing would be to see if we could run into a passing fishing boat and shout for help. Since we can see the shore, there must be a lot of fishing boats passing by."
He decided to empty one of the barrels of seafood so that he could use the empty barrel to paddle, while Lin Baixian continued to steer the boat.
Before I started to empty the bucket, I saw a fishing boat appear while looking over.
Both of them were cheered up and exerted their greatest strength, waving and shouting at the small fishing boat in the distance.
The person over there seemed to recognize Liang Ziqiang's voice and shouted back loudly: "Qiangzi? Are you Qiangzi?!"
Lin Baixian's face, which was originally full of hope, suddenly turned gray:
"Shit, I can tell it's Li Liang and Deng Zhaocai! Can these two bastards save us? They will definitely turn around and run away within ten seconds! It's better not to meet their boat than to meet them at all!"
Liang Ziqiang was too lazy to pay attention to his complaints and waved his hand:
"It's me!"
The voice on the other end was a little excited: "It's really Qiangzi! Brother Qiang, are you in trouble? Just wait, we will come to rescue you right away!"
"Fuck, what are they planning?"
Lin Baixian widened his eyes and looked in disbelief at the boat that was clearly speeding up and heading towards them.
"Damn, are they trying to knock us into the water?" Lin Baixian quickly manipulated the steering wheel to avoid it.
Liang Ziqiang could no longer bear it and snatched the steering wheel from his hand: "Do you want to drive back to that island or something? Li Liang and the others have no ill intentions."
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Li Liang slowed down so that the boat could approach gently.
"Where have you been, Qiangzi? You haven't been home for four or five days, and your family is anxiously looking for you everywhere!"
Deng Zhaocai asked in a rough voice.
I don't know why Lin Baixian reacted so quickly at this moment. He replied coldly and quickly:
"Scale Island!"
When you reach this position, you can no longer tell whether you are coming from the east or the south, so there won’t be any problem with Chengpan Island.
Following his words, Liang Ziqiang also said that he had returned from Chengpan Island, and said a few simple words according to what he had prepared in advance.
The "Three Heroes of Wild Duck Bay" are the three heroes. If the matter of the Nameless Island has to be kept secret, it must be kept secret thoroughly. It is indeed not appropriate to reveal it to Li Liang and Deng Zhaocai.
But it can be seen that these two people really treat him as a brother, and this has been revealed more than once.
In response, Liang Ziqiang would definitely do his best to teach them how to use the stilt fishing net.
Except for the secret of the Nameless Island which cannot be shared, he will try his best to help in other areas in the future.
Hearing that there was no oil, Li Liang took out some diesel and handed it to Liang Ziqiang.
After adding oil, the old ship continued to move forward.
After driving for a few minutes, we saw another fishing boat coming towards the shore from the direction of the sea, as if it was returning from the sea.
However, at the next glance, Liang Ziqiang recognized that it was Cai Jinsheng's fishing boat.
At the bow, father Liang Defu looked exhausted, and his figure seemed particularly miserable and helpless against the vast sea and sky.
Liang Ziqiang understood instantly that his father had borrowed Jin Sheng's family's boat and was searching for him in the sea.
Although this is the fifth day that Liang Ziqiang has been missing, his father has not given up and is still looking for him.
For some reason, Liang Ziqiang, who had never cried in his previous life, couldn't help but feel a little sour in his nose...
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