670. Parent-child shellfish

Today's weather is good, the sea wind and waves are not big, the yacht slowly sailed out of the bay after just gently rippling, Yang Shubao went on the flybridge and pulled a deck chair to lie down, and you were swimming.

Nicole and Knowledge feed the seagulls at the stern of the boat, and each of them holds a dry bread in their hands, rubs off the crumbs and throws it out, and the seagulls fly over and peck at them in the air.

Knowledge fed the seagulls while eating, and finally the seagulls were anxious to circle around him, and he shook his hand to drive the seagulls away: "Okay, okay, I've fed enough, I'm full, haven't you eaten yet?"

The seagull on top of his head angrily.

With Yang Shubao's continuous use of Ganlin in the bay, the ecosystem of the bay has become more and more developed, with fish in the sea, shrimp and crabs on the seabed, and many birds on the sea, especially seagulls.

It's not a good thing for yachts to have more seagulls: they, like other birds, like to while flying, and the yacht docked on the dock becomes a resting place for the seagulls, which leads to always bird poop on board.

A lump of bird poop fell on the parasol umbrella of the flybridge, and Durham climbed up and handed him a bottle of Coke and said, "You have to clean up on the boat, there is bird poop outside, it's disgusting." ”

"I don't drink Coke, this thing is too high in sugar and unhealthy," Yang Shubao waved his hand, "Let's do a big cleaning and clean up the boat later." ”

Durham is a hard-working man, he used to be the one who was on the most duty in the dormitory, he was actually a little clean, and he was kind and talkative, so if no one wanted to clean then he would do it.

This time, too, sitting next to Yang Shubao and drinking a bottle of Coke, he clapped his hands and took a small shovel to dry the guano.

Yang Shubao lay on the edge of the flying bridge and said, "Do you need to be so diligent?

Duren looked up and said, "What are you resting for? ”

As soon as he worked, the old killer and the knowledge also worked, and the two were different from ordinary black people, they were grateful for everything, in other words, they didn't like to cause trouble to people, and they always put themselves in the role of workers.

Nicole grabbed her blonde hair and walked up the gangway, "What are you doing here? ”

Yang Shubao lazily turned over and touched her thigh, his face full of dejection: "I knew it would be like this, alas, work." ”

Nicole grinned and nudged him, "What kind of work is this? ”

Yang Shubao ran into the cab barefoot, Maison sat in the driver's seat and studied the map very seriously, one of the two LED screens in front of him showed weather data and the other explored the undersea terrain, which looked very serious.

He snorted and left, and after two minutes, he quietly touched it back, and then saw Maison lazily leaning on the driver's seat with his legs on the bridge, a bottle of beer on his left hand and a plate of fruit on his right hand......

Seeing this, Lao Yang was furious, and smashed the small shovel at once: "I knew that your grandson was pretending!"

Maison was shot back by him, he reluctantly took off his headset and muttered: "I am the captain, I am the pilot, my duty is to drive this yacht safely, please respect the captain's duty!"

"Fuck off, choose your destination and change it to autopilot, and then come out to work!" Yang Shubao handed him a rag.

When the yacht returned, Maison would go out to sea every once in a while, and he was already familiar with the surrounding sea conditions.

He chose a shallow beach, which is in the middle of the sea, about ten kilometers from the shore, surrounded by clear water, and there are coral reefs underwater, because the water is shallow, the water here is green, and a large piece of blue water is wrapped in a piece of green water, like a sapphire inlaid with turquoise.

When they finished packing up the guano boat, Maison anchored and said, "I have observed, there are no sharks or sea snakes here, it is a diving resort, and there are many shellfish living on the bottom of the sea, we can dive and catch sea shells." ”

Yang Shubao started the oxygen concentrator, he took the breathing tube in his mouth and entered the water first, and the old killer took off his T-shirt and said, "I'll accompany you." ”

His diving skills are much stronger than Uncle Yang's Poke, and he didn't even need to hold a snorkel in his mouth, he jumped directly into the water and dived to the bottom of the sea at a depth of four meters with one kick.

The coral colony is in a state of extinction, and you can see large areas of grayish-white reefs, which are all covered with crawl corpses.

The reef is scattered with some bright colors, and this is the only living coral left.

Corals are fragile and die if the environment changes slightly, and it takes tens of millions of years for them to reproduce and expand their species, and the expansion of coral colonies is measured in 10,000 years.

Yang Shubao likes coral groups very much, what is the meaning of the underwater world if there is no color?

So he didn't hesitate to cast the Ganlin Technique in this shallow water, swimming all the way from beginning to end, and casting the Ganlin Technique eight times in a row.

The fountain of life enters the water, and the bottom of the sea suddenly becomes lively.

There are many small fish and shrimp hidden in the coral, and they quickly burst out, turning the deserted coral reef into a noisy underwater world in just a few tens of seconds.

The most shellfish on the bottom of the sea are shellfish, and Yang Shubao can't recognize what kind of shellfish they are, he doesn't know much about marine species, and there are too many species of sea shells, so he can only recognize some of them as scallops, and he doesn't know which one they belong to.

The shellfish opened and closed their shells and scrambled to draw seawater, and the old killer saw a white shellfish the size of a sea bowl and dived over and scooped it up.

He returned with the sea shell in his arms, and Yang Shubao looked at him with a complacent look and thought that he had found a treasure, so he also swam back.

Back on the yacht, the old killer handed the big shell to Nicole: "Hey, Nicole, look what I caught?"

Nicole knew about flowers, but was extremely unfamiliar with marine species, and she picked up the big shell and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I don't know its identity." ”

The old killer smiled: "I don't know what its scientific name is, it has several names, the Zulu people say it's called White Feather Shell, you see it's very white and covered with feather-like lines, isn't it?"

Nicole nodded, Yang Shubao took it in his hand and looked at it, and felt that this shell was quite ornamental, its texture was very smooth, and the shape was very unique when overlooked, like an axe.

Knowledge asked, "Grandpa, is this delicious?"

The old killer said: "It tastes good, but the point is not to eat, I met a group of Somali guys when I was in the port of Durban, and they are really a group of ruthless characters." Well, we shouldn't talk about this now, I want to say that the Somalis call it a parent-child shell, do you know why?"

He went and scooped up a lot of seawater in a basin, put the shells in it and laughed: "You'll know when it opens its mouth, they're amazing, there's a legend in Somalia that if a woman can catch it, she'll have a good baby in the future, so I'll give it to Nicole." ”