The Cursed Ship

　　 In the evening, Zheng Yang came to the pier of Xiaogangwan again.

　　The fishing boats that went out to sea have sold out their catch and returned to the island. One of the small fishing boats is jumping off a white middle-aged man and an old fisherman, they are father and son.

　　 The middle-aged man's name is Hans, and he helped Zheng Yang buy mercury back the other day.

　　 Zheng Yang greeted him and said to the man: "Uncle Hans, will you go fishing near the small island twenty-three nautical miles to the south tomorrow? I want to find something on it."

"Xiao Zhengyang, what do you do with some weird things every day? The island is full of rocks, fishing boats can’t get to the shore, and I heard that there are many poisonous insects and snakes on it. It’s too dangerous. You'd better give it up. Those strange ideas."

　　 Hans stopped and stared at Zheng Yang's warning seriously.

　　 "Furthermore, you should also find a job. You will always have a job opportunity when you go to sea with people or go to seaport cities. I was as old as you, and I was able to sail boats and get off the net proficiently."

　　 "I see, then Uncle Hans, will you go to the small island in the south tomorrow?"

　　 "……"

　　 Hans looked at Zheng Yang deeply, this kid took his words as wind in his ears! After being silent for a while, he still said:

　　 "My ship does not have a lifeboat. If you must go, persuade Mark to lend you his lifeboat, otherwise you have to swim to the island."

　　 Zheng Yang tried his best to act as a boy should be. He waved his fist vigorously and said happily: "Thank you, Uncle Hans. I have a lifeboat myself, so I can make two oars in a few minutes."

　　 "Oh, hell!"

　　 Hans has an incredible face: "I know you have collected some materials, but believe me, you can never make a decent boat with those shabby decks, and you can't get into the water at all."

Old Hans tied the rope and walked up from below. Hearing his son's words, he interjected in dissatisfaction: "Little Hans, I seem to have told you the story of my successful escape from a shipwreck when I was young, relying on a ship board. "

"Please, father, you can't always call me little Hans, I'm thirty-five years old!" Hans leaned on his forehead and complained to the old fisherman, and then said to Zheng Yang: "The story my father told was just accidental. It does not represent common sense."

　　 Zheng Yang took him to the house, and said, "I really built it. It's in the yard. I just need a few people to help lift it into the sea, and tie it to your boat first."

　　 Different attitudes from Hans. Old Hans showed great interest in Zheng Yang's words. This meeting followed suit and said that if Zheng Yang didn't make it well, he could help him improve.

　　 A moment later, a group of people rushed into Zheng Yang's yard. In addition to Hans and his son, there were also old people and children who had heard about it and followed them to watch the excitement along the way.

　　 Seeing the boat, the onlookers exclaimed, Hans was silent.

　　 The eyes of those children looking at Zheng Yang are full of envy and admiration. This is really amazing. They can actually build a boat by themselves, even though it is only a small lifeboat.

Old Hans was also amazed: "I didn't expect you little guy to have such a good skill. Look at these joints and bending parts, they are really beautiful, and there are strong and stable keels. At your age, this is really amazing. Unbelievable. Oh, look what this is, a bug-shaped bow of a boat?"

　　 He touched it, smelling the old smell on the wood intoxicated, and exclaimed: "If you didn't insist that you created it, I would really think it is a great boy who has been tested by the sea and the waves!"

"Do you want to be a dhow? It's completely unnecessary. It's too small to go to the deep sea. It's okay to paddle by the sea! Even if you want to go a little farther, you should install an engine, several hundred Just hang up with Golden Shield," Hans also said at this time.

　　 Zheng Yang naturally couldn't tell the truth, and only said: "I don't have much money, and I want to play spinnaker!"

　　 Hans shook his head, thinking that Zheng Yang was playing and not doing business. He had heard that some lunatics like to sail around the world in a dhow, and of course the sailboat is much larger than Zheng Yang's. The boat in front of me is too small, and a slightly larger wave can knock it over.

　　 But he still greeted a few people to help lift the boat out, and paddling it to land on the island was indeed very suitable.

　　 In fact, such a small boat is not heavy, two people can carry it away relatively easily, even Hans can carry it away by himself, which is more laborious.

　　 After a while, everyone put the boat next to the dock, and Zheng Yang personally pushed it into the water. Suddenly, a comfortable feeling passed from the spirit ship.

"Boy Zheng Yang, I have an old oar here, as a gift to celebrate your success in building your own boat!" Old Hans handed over an old oar from the fishing boat and said with a smile .

　　 Zheng Yang thanked him loudly, and wanted to row his boat out for a lap immediately.

　　 Hans threw down a rope at this moment and asked him to tie the boat so that the tide would not take it away and it would not be found tomorrow.

　　An old fisherman onlookers said: "Xiao Zhengyang, I have an old canvas that I can’t use, do you want it? It is enough for your sail!"

　　 Where could Zheng Yang be disgusted, and quickly thanked him for accepting.

　　 The old Hans laughed and invited Zheng Yang to his house for dinner, and told Zheng Yang that he would help him make sails after dinner, to ensure that he would be satisfied.

　　 Next, Zheng Yang went to the old fisherman's house and brought the old canvas, which was less than three meters long and one meter two wide. For the current spirit ship, it is indeed enough, and the wife may be overturned by the wind.

　　 Actually Old Hans made the sails smaller because Zheng Yang's boat was too small. Compared to letting the boat run in the wind, Old Hans is more like helping children make more toys.

　　 For this, Hans also spent a large bundle of rope and a set of pulleys, and Zheng Yang also seriously expressed that he would return the money to him in the future.

　　 They went to the beach overnight to install the spinnaker on the boat, because tomorrow is not dawn, they will go out to sea.

　　 This spinnaker seemed a bit embarrassing once it was installed. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　Because the boat is too small, less than one meter in width and only two meters long, plus the spinnaker and four or five oblique ropes, it is almost impossible for Zheng Yang to have room for movement on the boat.

　　 Fortunately, Zheng Yang knew in his heart that he could expand it through transformation in the future.

"Xiao Zhengyang, listen to me. Play for fun, but you have also seen that your boat is very small. Remember not to drive it into the deep sea, otherwise it will be dangerous!" Hans looked at one old one. Shao that excited appearance, after enduring for a long time, he seriously warned Zheng Yang.

　　 Zheng Yang patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Uncle Hans, you know, I have always been a good obedient boy!"

　　 Hans felt a toothache.

　　 Are you obedient? There are no bear kids on the entire island!

　　 There is a small boat cabin in front of the wheelhouse of the fishing boat with a simple folding bed inside. Zheng Yang asked again: "Will I come to sleep on your boat at night? I'm afraid that I will lose time after sleeping at home."

"up to you!"

　　……

Zheng Yang went home and packed a backpack with a lot of bottles and cans and field tools. There was a telescope that Xiao Zheng Yang's father used to buy him as a birthday gift, as well as a compass, flashlight, waterproof flint (magnesium rod), First aid kits, realgar water to repel poisonous snakes, mercury and the roots of many luminous vines dug up in the afternoon. If there is a chance, he will naturally activate Lingfan as soon as he collects the materials.

　　 There was no dry food to bring, Zheng Yang only brought 2 liters of fresh water in a plastic bottle, carried a backpack, and a machete with a blade of about 30 cm, and went to the fishing boat of Hans's family.

　　 Although Zheng Yang's dreams last night made Zheng Yang completely lose his appetite for eating fish, he still has to eat in order to survive, especially when there is no dry food to bring in places like islands.