By the time the Arabs had finished their noon pilgrimage, the three guys on the deck were finally better, and though they were still a little shaky, they were no longer dizzy and nauseous.

Lao Luo gave them some juice and didn't give them anything to eat, lest they have more things in their stomachs and have some lively reactions. "Looks like I've not trained you two a little enough."

"Boss, I really haven't experienced the feeling of water on all sides." Naga explained.

Mnaki also said, "Actually, it's not that I'm afraid, it's just a little uncontrollable......"

Lao Luo nodded, turned around and asked Camille, "What's the matter with you, Camille?" You're the son of Girohard, and you're seasick? ”

"I, I've never been on my own boat." Camille said with some embarrassment.

"Hehe, I see. Well, go back, and you will follow in their training. Lao Luo smiled and said, "Your father asked me to be in charge of this part of your journey, just hoping that you can get enough exercise and not let your father down, understand?" ”

"Understood, teacher, I'll try." Camille is indeed a very smart person, usually everyone on the island lets himself hide from him, completely for the sake of his father Girohard's face. And now, this big guy definitely won't make it easy for himself, fight? That's impossible, and neither is it possible with all the people on board. Escape? Not to mention whether you can escape, the question is where to escape? Anyway, it's just a matter of hardship, so I don't believe that I can't hold on and fight.

"Don't look around, Eighteen Lang! It's you, and you're going to join in. Lao Luo watched Eighteen Lang smile at Camille's bitter gourd face, and he couldn't get angry.

"Third Uncle ......" It's Cui Eighteen's turn to have a bitter face.

"Don't fool around, boy, your goal is to be half as fast as Mnaki. Can't do it? If you can't do it, I'll hang you on the side of the boat and watch the scenery! ”

Then Lao Luo went to the cabin to get something, there were many people on the boat, Lao Luo was not ready to expose his secrets, so he had to use the cover of his backpack to block people's eyes. Soon he took out four small nets made of animal tendons and rattan, which contained a ring full of sealed empty coconut shells—a simple lifebuoy. I found a few more elastic nets and carried them to the deck. A "lifebuoy" for each person, plus a net bag, let them figure it out by themselves.

Lao Luo found Captain McNee, who had just finished a simple Chinese meal. "Mr. Captain, are we going to sail at night?"

"No, even if there is moonlight, no one dares to walk at night in the coastal sea." McNee said as he sipped his juice, "We'll reach a large island with fresh water before the dusk pilgrimage. ”

"Does that island have a name?"

"It's the place of the Ger people, and the Geri people call it Fazar, but there is no one on the island, so you have to come to get water yourself."

Lao Luo vaguely remembered that there was such a place, but he had never been to it, about one hundred and sixty nautical miles northeast of Mombasa. That is to say, the ship traveled about 160 nautical miles on the first day of sailing, which is not very fast, but in this era when camels and horses were the main means of transportation, the speed of more than 16 knots per hour was not bad. The coastline of East Africa is relatively straight, but the current ships cannot leave the offshore waters, which means that they may encounter reefs at any time, so they dare not sail at night, so although the ships are slower, the supply and safety are not major problems.

Of course, it is not excluded that there is a problem of character, being hated by sharks or whales, and the fact that the top of the boat is not just a story in the adventures of Sinbad.

The Arabs' description of the timekeeping is too messy and trivial, so Lao Luo still evaluates it according to his habits, and the watch that was originally thrown in the space is still useless because it can't be accurately timed. According to Lao Luo's estimate, that is, at about four o'clock in the afternoon, the lookout of the fleet saw a scattered coastline in the distance, and when they arrived at the island of Fazal, which Captain McNee had spoken, the shouts of sailors and merchants on board came one after another.

After consulting the captain, Lao Luo found three small boats hanging on the side of the ship, which were not as good as the lifeboats of later generations, but they could also be used in so-so, and they were all used by sailors to go ashore in places where they could not land.

"Naga and Eighteen in a group, Mnachi and Camille in a group, each group of one boat, hang that buoy (Lao Luo's improvised lifebuoy) on your body, and go down!" Lao Luo shouted at the four entourage.

The four bitter-faced people helplessly untied the cable, put the boat on the water, and the buoy on their body fell down the rope to the boat. It's just okay, his partner Eighteen Lang has a good water nature, and Naga, who hasn't adapted to the buoy yet, didn't drink a few sips of water.

Lao Luo also put down the small boat he chose, he was smaller, it was simply a canoe, this thing was still so-so in the inland river, and there was no difference between the surfboard on the sea and the surfboard of later generations, except that it was two or three times larger than the surfboard.

Seeing that the distance from the coast was still seven or eight hundred meters, Lao Luo gave an order, "In a group of two, one person guards the boat, and one person uses the net just given to you to go down to catch fish or shrimp, crab and scallops, you can take turns, and the harvest is dinner, you can not harvest, but there is no food to eat at night." ”

"Boss, the water here is so deep!" Naga had just seen that the water was deep, and he was a little afraid because of the poor water quality.

"It's okay, I can dive." Eighteen Lang wanted to do it again.

"Teacher, I can't eat crabs." Camille is also complaining.

"Stupid, there's not just crabs down there, you can't catch big fish, huh?" Lao Luo remembered that the Arabs at this time did not eat crabs or shrimps.

The four of them began to take turns to go into the water to find prey either excitedly or helplessly, Lao Luo rowed a double-sided batter, watching around, which can be regarded as preventing accidents, after all, he is not familiar with the water lines here, McNee said that there are no large fish here, but it can't be said that there is no case.

The fleet approached the shore one after another, and there were sailors from other ships who went to sea to fish, after all, it was the first day of sailing, and the sailors were in good physical strength and good spirits. Each group of sailors has a different way, and Lao Luo is also very interesting to watch, there are those who go directly into the water to catch fish like Naga and Eighteen, and most of them are combined with several small boats to pull nets, but their main prey is fish, and there are few others.

Freediving without auxiliary equipment is dangerous, especially for beginners. However, the four trial novices hung a simple lifebuoy on their bodies, and they couldn't drown, at most they drank a few more mouthfuls of seawater, and the depth of going down was not deep, that is, even if the probe entered the sea, basically half of the body was still on the sea. So slowly a few people are bold, the prey from scratch also began to have some harvest, by this time the sea water is clear, aquatic products are also abundant, what round flat long, anyway, Lao Luo can't recognize so many fish species, this year there is no marine fish protection law, can eat it.

Now that there is a harvest, beckon a few people to slowly lean towards the coast, or take turns to get on the boat to rest and push the boat underwater alone, no slurry, anyway, how to let these guys get exercise. Lao Luo himself is fine, also went down to play a dive, actually lucky to see a big sea mussel, simply do not greet people, back and forth a few times, fish out two basin size of a bunch of small sea mussels, all thrown into the small cabin, this small canoe can not get on the person, Lao Luo pushed the boat directly to the shore.

The harvest of the four novices is actually good, it seems that the seafood of this era is really rich, Lao Luo feels that his training program is not simpler, because these guys saw Lao Luo's harvest, and they actually have to go into the water, Lao Luo doesn't care about them, but they are required to be in a group of four this time, and they can't act separately, after all, they dive four or five meters deep, and these novices have little experience.

The people in the fleet who went ashore, in addition to preparing for worship, were ready to light bonfires and cook dinner in twos and threes. Lao Luo didn't look for anyone else, so he found a few reefs with dry ground far away from the shore, and then found some scattered dry wood from those sailors, and used a dagger to pry open the sea mussels, and the mussel meat was divided into fine pieces, and directly put them in the large half of the basin mussel shell, and the mussel shell was erected with small pieces of stones, which could be used directly as a pot.

Before Lao Luo finished preparing here, the four reckless novices came back, and the reckless Eighteen Lang was flooded by the sea, but fortunately there was a careful Mnachi watching, but the four guys who did not possess the soul were frightened and had to return empty-handed.

"Come here, ready for dinner. Look at how I do it, do it, it tastes very good. "Lao Luo is not good at comforting people, and the best way to deal with a few frightened boys is to divert attention.

But it does work, four pots made of mussel shells, clam meat, fish, plus some spices such as meat, and some kelp seaweed brought by Lao Luo, the smell wafted far away, attracting the surrounding sailors to watch from afar. As for the four reckless men, they have long been staring at the pot and drooling.