Chapter 101

It was sunny and windy after sailing for several days.

The golden deer sailed from Westport, Southampton, along the coastline of the British island, across the sily islands and into the stormy Celtic Sea.

With her sails full and her bow high, she galloped across the boundless blue sea and drove near Iceland in a few days.

After the initial excitement and panic, everything on the ship began to be in order, and every sailor could go step by step.

The 150 sailors were divided into six groups, five off and one off. Except for one group, the rest were mixed and matched with the old and the new.

They took on most of the work on board.

The most important thing is to operate the ship. Four groups a day, one group every six hours, are responsible for sailing, steering, lookout, direction finding, recording hydrology and observing climate.

The two groups that do not need to operate the ship on that day will work and rest.

It's the turn to rest. It's the turn to do chores. You need to afford to repair sails, tie ropes, carry, clean, and most importantly, start Wang Ye's kitchen.

By contrast, seamen's life is much more leisurely.

Wang and pierce are also responsible for cooking, Noah is responsible for psychological counseling, and Daniel is responsible for consulting and prescribing medicine. The rest only need to take turns on the ship in days.

For example, Lorraine, who has a rest today, is holding white ears and cross legged fishing on the high stern deck.

In the trade wind zone, even if the golden deer didn't hang all its sails, it had a speed of eight knots.

The fishing line with thick index finger was put out, and the falling hook was as big as a fist. It chased the back of the boat quickly.

It seems that there are only two kinds of fish that can be caught in this state. Dolphins or sharks are very difficult, but Lorraine doesn't care.

He doesn't really want to catch anything.

He goes fishing because once he poses as a fisherman, white ears will fall into his arms.

This is the only way that the ship knows so far to stop the little guy from harming the kitchen cabin. Cheat

Fishing for sharks, dozing off, warm sun, salty wind Qinpi.

Clatter clatter clatter clatter!

Pierce with a cook's hat knocked the lid of the pot out of the stern cabin and shouted, "lunch, gentlemen! The three groups continue to stick to their posts. After dinner, the four groups enter the rotation!"

Lorraine stood up with a bad smile. His quick action startled the dazed white ears.

"Meow?"

"The battle of luring cats is over." Lorraine made a face at white ears, stretched himself and yawned greatly. "Little thing, do it yourself. You know what? You have to learn to catch mice."

"Meow!"

The sailor's restaurant is open.

Today's lunch includes black bread, smoked beef, sour radish, and a large cup of clear green leaf soup... That is, boiled green tea.

The tea fragrance is dense and the thin leaves stretch.

The dining sailor looked at the tea with a sad face and whispered, "Mr. Wang, it's still the old rule to swallow the leaves?"

"What leaves are trees? What leaves are trees!" Wang Yidong smashed a spoon on the sailor's forehead. "What's in the pot is serious Biluochun!"

The sailor bared his teeth and forced curiosity: "that naked spring?"

"Our Dongting Biluochun in the Qing Dynasty is a high-grade green tea. The captain and the ship doctor said that it can prevent scurvy."

"This rotten leaf is actually the mysterious oriental green tea? It can also cure scurvy?"

"Or else?" Wang spat. "A pot of tea is worth fifteen shillings, gentlemen! Three meals a day is equivalent to drinking the captain's two gold pounds a day! If you can't cure scurvy, can you do it?"

The sailors were immediately excited.

Scurvy is the most feared nightmare of sailors during ocean voyage.

This disease has no origin and no cure. Once it is entangled by the disease, even if it does not die, half of its life must be removed.

When Magellan sailed around the world, the sailors on the ship were almost wiped out because of scurvy. Then dagama, Francis and Amerigo... Every great navigator has experienced the painful days of being entangled and infringed by this demon.

The sailors tried to cure the disease in various ways, but to no avail.

Until 1753, Mr. James Linde, a surgeon of the Royal Navy, finally found that the disease was related to diet and experimented with a reliable method to treat the disease with citrus fruits and fresh vegetables.

I just know what to do, but the situation has not improved much.

Fresh vegetables are not easy to keep for a long time, and lemons are extremely expensive. Even his Majesty George III is not willing to purchase a large number of his sailors. In ordinary ocean going merchant ships, the most commonly used treatment is still prayer.

I'm kidding. If prayer is useful, why do you want a doctor!

In view of this, most sailors who choose to participate in ocean voyages will write a suicide note for themselves, which is usually hidden in a small corner of the cabin together with the lemon secretly brought on board.

They never expected to get protection from the chamber of Commerce. Even if everyone knew that a box of lemons was stored in the cargo hold, they thought it was the first-aid supplies Lorin had prepared for himself and the sailors.

Who knows

Who knows... Two pounds a day!

Emotional people burst into tears, impulsive people roared up to the sky.

They filled and chewed tea, shouting the holy name of God in their mouths.

Thank God for developing an angel among the pagans, but also willing to let this angel come to the world and give them endless care!

Almighty Lord!

Lorraine walked in shaking her head and was startled by the fanatical scene in the restaurant that looked like the crusade.

"Pierce, when did it become popular on our ship to pray while eating? It's just a meal, but there are still people crying?"

Pierce coughed awkwardly: "well... Wang accidentally told them the market price of this batch of tea."

"Market price? Didn't you tell them that this batch of tea was soaked in sea water? It was half sold and half sent?"

"No..."

"That's good." Lorraine smiled at the nearby Wang, raised his hand and patted the Taoist on the shoulder with approval.

The Taoist priest saw the ghost's expression on his face: "Captain, why did white ears bite you on your sleeve?"

"It......" Lorraine reluctantly shook the little black cat on his sleeve. "It has become a sperm. Now it can understand people."

……

Ocean life is boring and boring, not to mention that Lorraine takes the high latitude route recorded by nasbert, rather than the relatively popular low latitude route.

There are few other ship shadows on the route. The only thing that can be used to adjust your eyesight is those icebergs that occasionally float on the water.

Icebergs are big things.

Like reefs, they often only have a corner of the peak exposed to the sea, and their huge volume is hidden under the water, running across the route like a floating island.

Once there is no timely Dodge, the sinking of the ship is almost an inevitable result.

Lorraine was personally making amends to white ears with tuna. Suddenly, he heard a cry on the deck: "fifteen kilometers ahead, iceberg!"

When the warning sounded, Karen and acharin ran out of their cabins and shouted, "stop changing posts, four groups on standby, deck on standby!"

The sailors who were shouted hurriedly swallowed the food from the plate and rushed to their posts.

Lorraine also stood up, stuffed half of the tuna into Wang Ye's hand, frowned and said, "arrange someone to send lunch to work. This alert will take at least two hours, and the sailors can't be hungry."

Iceberg

More than half an hour later, Lorraine saw an iceberg in the bow.

The dark blue peaks are tall and straight, at least 20 meters above the sea, facing the steep slope on their side, with their back to their side gently flat.

A water iceberg of this size means that an underwater ice floe may be as big as an island.

In order to be safe, Lorraine ordered the golden deer to leave the wind belt, rudder 15, lower half the sail and go slowly.

The huge body of the golden deer drew an outward sloping water line. Karen raised the stern sail and operated the sail with his own hands, trying to make the navigation of the hull stable.

When the iceberg crossed in front of them, Lorraine saw a stranded boat on the back of the mountain, with a small wind lamp hanging on the mast, and the light of fire was faintly visible.

Haina whispered, "he's asking for help."

"I see." Lorraine moved his arm. "Bypass the windswept surface, lower the sail and anchor!"

"Right full rudder, sail slowly!"

"After a while, Hannah and Daniel will go with me to save people. Acharin will command the assault boat and Karen will act as the captain when we come back." Lorraine sighed, "I hope... It's not late."