Set sail for a few days, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

The Golden Hart set sail from Westport in Southampton and sailed along the coastline of the British Isles, across the Isles of Scilly and into the windy Celtic Sea.

With her sails full and her bow held high, she scurried through the endless turquoise sea, and in a few days she was as far as Iceland.

After the initial excitement and panic, everything on board began to be in order, and every sailor was able to follow his or her steps.

The 150 sailors were divided into six groups, with one day off for five days, and all but one group was particularly capable, and the rest were a mix of old and new.

They took on most of the work on board.

The first priority is to operate the boat, which rotates in groups every six hours, four groups a day, and is responsible for sailing, steering, lookout, direction finding, as well as recording hydrology and observing the climate.

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

It is the turn of those who take a break to rest, and those who do chores need to afford to mend sails, tie ropes, carry, clean, and most importantly, help Wang Ye's kitchen.

In contrast, the life of a seafarer is much more leisurely.

Wang and Pierce are in charge of cooking, Noah is in charge of psychological counseling, and Daniel is in charge of consulting and prescribing medicine. The rest of the people only need to be on duty on the ship on a daily basis.

Lorraine, for example, is resting today, and now he is holding his white ears and fishing cross-legged on the high stern deck.

In the trade winds, the Golden Deer could reach a speed of eight knots, even if it did not hang all the sails.

The fishing line with the thickness of the index finger was released, and the hook that fell was the size of a fist, and it chased the back of the boat as fast as it could.

There are generally only two kinds of fish that can really be caught in this state, and it is very difficult to catch dolphins or sharks, but Lorraine doesn't care.

He didn't really want to catch something, either.

He fishes, just because once he puts on a fishing posture, the white ears will be particularly well-behaved and lie in his arms.

This is the only known way on the ship to stop the little guy from harming the kitchen, the ......

Fishing for sharks, dozing off, warm sun, salty breeze.

Bang bang!

Pierce, wearing a chef's hat, knocked the lid of the pot out of the stern, shouting, "Lunch, gentlemen!" The three groups continued to stick to their posts, and after the meal, the four groups entered the rotation! ”

Lorraine stood up with a wicked laugh, and the swiftness of her movements startled the bewildered white ears.

"Meow?"

"The cat-luring operation is over." Lorraine grimaced at the white ears, stretched his waist and yawned heavily, "Little thing, do you know how to do it yourself?" You have to learn how to catch mice. ”

"Meow!"

The sailor's restaurant is open.

Today's lunch includes brown bread, pastrami, sour radish, and a large glass of clear green leaf soup per person...... That is, boiled green tea.

The tea is fragrant, and the fine leaves are stretched.

The sailor who was making the meal looked at the tea leaves with a sad face, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, is it still the old rule, you have to swallow the leaves together?" ”

"What leaves of the tree, what leaves of the tree!" Wang Ye also smashed a spoon on the sailor's head, "What's in the pot is a serious Biluochun!" ”

The sailor grinned and forced curiosity: "He is a naked spring? ”

"Our Daqing Dongting Biluochun, high-grade green tea. Both the captain and the ship's doctor said that it could prevent scurvy. ”

"This rotten leaf is actually the green tea of the mysterious East? Can it also cure scurvy? ”

"Or else?" Wang also took a sip, "A pot of tea is worth fifteen shillings, gentlemen!" Three meals a day is equivalent to drinking two gold pounds a day from the captain! If it is not possible to cure scurvy, it is up to you to commit it? ”

The sailors were agitated.

On ocean voyages, scurvy is a sailor's most feared nightmare.

This disease has no origin, there is no cure, once it is entangled by the disease, even if it does not die, half of its life will have to be removed.

When Columbus sailed around the world, the sailors on board the ship were nearly wiped out by scurvy, followed by Vasco da Gama, Francis, and Amerigo...... Every great navigator has experienced the painful days of being haunted by this demon.

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

It was not until 1753 that the surgeon of the Royal Navy, James Murphy. Mr. Lind eventually discovered that the disease was related to diet and experimented with a reliable way to treat the disease with citrus fruits and fresh vegetables.

It's just that I know it, but the situation hasn't improved much.

Fresh vegetables are not easy to last, and the price of lemons is so high that even His Majesty George III is reluctant to buy large quantities for his sailors, and the most common remedy in ordinary ocean-going merchant ships is still prayer.

Just kidding, if the prayer is useful, why do you need a doctor!

In view of this, most sailors who choose to participate in ocean voyages will write suicide notes for themselves, usually hidden in inconspicuous corners of the cabin, along with the lemons that have been smuggled on board.

They had never expected to be reassured from the Chamber of Commerce, and even though everyone knew that there was a box of lemons stored in the hold, they felt that it was Lorraine's first aid for herself and the seafarers.

Who knows......

Who knows...... Two pounds a day!

Emotional people burst into tears, and impulsive people look up to the sky and howl.

They poured tea, chewed tea leaves, and kept shouting the holy name of God in their mouths.

Thank God for developing an angel among the pagans and for being willing to let this angel come to earth and give them endless care!

O Lord Almighty!

Lorraine shook her head and walked in, startled by the craze-like frenzy of the Crusades in the dining room.

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

Pierce coughed in embarrassment: "This...... Wang also accidentally told them about the market price of this batch of tea. ”

"The market price? Didn't tell them that this batch of tea was soaked in seawater? Is it half sold and half given? ”

"No ......"

"That's good." Lorraine smiled at Wang Ye on the side, raised his hand and patted the Taoist priest's shoulder approvingly.

The Taoist priest had a ghostly expression on his face: "Captain, you are on your sleeve...... Why do white ears bite you? ”

"It's ......" Lorraine shook the little black cat on her sleeve helplessly, "It's become a sperm, and now it can understand human speech." ”

……

Life at sea is boring and boring, not to mention that Lorraine is still on the high-latitude route recorded by Nassbot, rather than the relatively popular low-latitude route.

There are few other boats on the route, and the only ones that can be used to improve your eyesight are the icebergs that occasionally float on the water.

Icebergs are big deals.

Like reefs, they tend to have only the tip of their peak exposed to the surface, and their huge volume hides underwater, like a floating island rampant on the course.

If you don't dodge in time, the sinking of the ship is almost inevitable.

Lorraine was personally making amends for the tuna with white ears when he suddenly heard a shout from the deck: "Fifteen kilometers ahead, iceberg!" ”

The alarm sounded, and Karen and Acharin rushed out of their respective cabins, shouting: "Suspend the changing of the guard, four groups are on standby, and the deck is on standby!" ”

The sailors who were called out hurriedly swallowed the food on their plates and rushed to their respective posts.

Lorraine also stood up, shoved half of the tuna into Wang Ye's hand, frowned, and said: "Arrange for someone to bring lunch to work, this guard will take at least two hours, and the sailors must not be hungry." ”

Iceberg......

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

The blue peaks rise tall and straight, at least twenty meters above the sea, with a steep slope on one side facing them, and a gentle flat side with their backs to them.

An iceberg of this size means that the ice floes under the water may be the size of an island.

For safety, Lorraine ordered the Golden Deer to break away from the wind belt, rudder fifteen on the left side, and lower the half-sail slowly.

The Golden Deer's massive body drew the outward waterline, and Karen raised the stern schooner and handled the sail with his own hands, trying to make the hull sail stable.

The iceberg crossed before their eyes, and Lorraine saw a stranded boat on the back side of the mountain, with a small wind lamp hanging from the mast, and the faint light of the fire was faintly visible.

Henna whispered, "He's calling for help." ”

"See." Lorraine moved his arm, "Go around the wind, lower the sails, anchor!" ”

"Right full rudder, slow sailing!"

"In a moment, Henna and Daniel will come with me to rescue people, Acharin will command the assault boats, and Karen will act as captain when we come back." Lorraine sighed, "Hopefully...... It's not too late. ”