acT209: The bikini party didn't last long before arriving, the leisure was temporary, and there were a lot of chores to take care of.

Cao Zheng and Jin Bo were busy in the engine room for more than an hour, the burned motor could not be repaired, and there were no spare replacement accessories on the ship.

In line with the principle of waste utilization, Cao Zheng disassembled the burned motor, removed the parts that were still intact in case of emergency, and transported all the scraps that were replaced to the stern of the ship and unloaded into the sea.

The sun on the sea at noon was dazzling, and after the storm, the temperature also rose, and the men and women who slipped away basically eased their strength, and they were grouped one by one, and under the leadership of Song Jiu and others, they acted according to Cao Zheng's instructions.

The first is drainage, the pumping machine placed on the stern deck has been unjustly caught in the wind and waves because it has not been protected, and the lower engine room can be operated by the drainage system, but the cabin and the hall can only be carried out manually.

This work is actually not difficult, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, all the pots and pots kept by the cook Niangjia are handed over to the crew, the men and women are carrying large pots and small bowls, and the famine ghosts are also scooping up water, and then running to the deck in line to return the stagnant water in their hands to the sea.

The coolly dressed crew members ran back and forth, repeating the action over and over again, and the scene looked very comical.

After that, you need to count the few materials left, needless to say, this is Chef Niangjia's job, Lu Qian has been in the front line since she left the roundabout, and the heavy responsibility of logistics and warehousing falls on the shoulders of Chef Niangjia.

The material situation is clear at a glance, the drinking water does not have to worry about for the time being, the water maker has not been harmed, and it can still be used normally, the problem is the ration of the stomach.

Before leaving, Chef Niangjia was instructed by Song Jiu to allocate a lot of extra food to the leather-clad man and his group of teenagers, and it was expected to arrive at Jinbo's island within two days, but who expected to encounter a violent storm halfway, resulting in the loss of most of the reduced quota.

"Comrades, which one to listen to first, good news or bad news?" The acne girl ran up to the deck, her one-piece swimsuit tightened on her body, beads of sweat in her hair, and her face was covered with wet marks.

"Could there be worse news?" Lu Qian smiled bitterly, she had been to the storage warehouse before, and she probably knew the specific situation.

"There is still a crowd." The acne girl replied with a helpless expression, lifted the swimsuit tie as she spoke, her waist straightened, her chest swelled, and she spread her hands and said, "The good news is that we can have a full meal in the afternoon." Jiao Ziqian put down the damaged object in his hand, patted the oil stain on his hand, and said with a smile: "The bad news is that there is no food to eat tomorrow?" ”

"Not really." The acne girl raised her head very stinkily, and immediately realized that this was not something to be proud of, so she collapsed again, and muttered, "The bad news is that this full meal is called the northwest wind." ”

The crowd of "......" was stunned, and the busy crew members nearby stopped.

"Won't it?" Lucy's glasses widened and she said in surprise, "Didn't you just drown underneath?" ”

"Yes, but the anthracite is also all soaked." The acne girl sniffed and said distressedly: "The restaurant doesn't heat up the guys who cook, the rations brewed with hot water are all soaked, and the remaining compressed food can't be eaten without heating." ”

"Think of a way." Song Jiu came when he heard the sound, and saw that everyone's expressions were a little ugly, so he said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the destination is almost here, get busy with business first, and give Sister Jia some time." "The crew is also helpless, they are not afraid of sleeping in the open air, but there is nothing to eat, it is enough to choke, the night on the ship are vomited in the dark, finally get used to the bumps, this encountered the storm again, the catastrophe is not dead is rejoicing, well, I have to drink the northwest wind again.

The acne girl sneaked up on Song Jiu and whispered, "Do you have a way?" The compressed biscuits and brewed rations are wasted, and the rest of the packaging is written with high temperature heating, where do we go to get high temperature now? ”

"Can you make a fire?" Song Jiu blinked, pointed to the bow deck, and said, "There are no guys in the restaurant who can use it?" ”

"It's a wine hall, not a cafeteria." The acne girl glanced at him, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I don't know if the anthracite can be dried." ”

"Don't panic yet, you have to be busy for a while, do your best, it's really not okay, let's fish." Song Jiu patted the acne girl's slightly fleshy shoulder, grinned, and said, "The water maker can work, you go and watch it." ”

"Okay." The acne girl had to nod helplessly, explained a few words, and stepped on the water and turned back.

"Almost, throw away the ones that should be thrown away, and get ready to go." Cao Zheng greeted at the cockpit ruins, Qianqian and Jin Bo followed, the roof hull was lifted off, the cockpit became an open-top high-profile, and several people stood in front of the bare console, looking very strange.

"Is the location confirmed?" Song Jiu raised his head and asked.

"**Don't leave ten." Cao Zheng nodded, picked up the wet chart and threw it to him, and said, "I marked it with a red pen, if there is no mistake, we will be half a day away from the finish line, and we will almost be there tonight." Song Jiu caught the chart, looked at it for a long time and didn't see why, and wondered: "Haven't we been taken off the course by the storm?" ”

"There is a deviation, but it's not a big problem, Jimbo's sea area is very open, and there is only that island around, which is easy to find." Cao Zheng grinned, his body movements were too big, and he accidentally touched the shoulder blade injury, and he grinned in pain.

Song Jiu was relieved when he heard this, and beckoned Fang Fei to go up to help, and remembered one more thing halfway, and asked, "Do we still have enough fuel?" ”

"It should last." I went to the oil tank in the morning to check, and fortunately, there was no damage to the lifeline, and there were still two barrels of gasoline pumped by the tanker, plus the engine oil found in the repair shop, theoretically there would be no problems, unless he encountered another storm.

The big and small things were basically arranged, and the drifting yacht finally sounded the roar of the motor again, and the calm water surface rippled in circles, slowly moving away in the direction where the sea and the sky meet.

Jimbo has taken the trouble to describe the island to everyone many times, especially their treasure of the town, the wind-solar hybrid power generation system, which is the highlight and will appear in the topic every time.

I have to say that Jimbo does have the capital of Boom, as an ordinary survivor camp, it is not easy to have food and water, in addition to the behemoths such as the establishment and Rca, how many camps can use electricity in a grand manner?

The roundabout is undoubtedly a paradise-like place, but Ming Junwei has not been able to solve the electricity problem, only equipped with a small diesel generator in case of emergency, and most of the time still uses candles as a light source.

"Can I take a shower?" Lucy asked all the girls the most concerned questions, the deck had been sunbathed all morning, and the water stains had dried, but the salt left on the surface of the skin could not be removed for a while, and it was very uncomfortable to wrap around the body.

"Gotta be!" Jin Bo waved his hand and said proudly: "Originally, I planned to go door-to-door to connect the pipeline, but it was not easy to pioneer on the island, and we couldn't transport large equipment to the island, so we had to concentrate and build a large bathhouse." ”

"......" is a shame that everyone is quite familiar with Jimbo, and knows that he usually talks about it, but when it comes to business, he will never talk about it, otherwise if an outsider is here, he may have to draw Jimbo with a big mouth: Damn, it's a problem for us to drink water, and you still fucking build a bathhouse?

What about the ghosts? Several natives of the southern team showed puzzled looks, looked at each other, and asked their companions in a low voice: "Big bathhouse?" ”

"Ang, where to take a bath." The companion next to him laughed and explained, "Collective bath." The southern team members were dumbfounded, sticking out their tongues, all with blank faces.

"Hey, have you figured out what to do after you land on the island?" Wu Wentao didn't know when it came out, and he was holding the dried tobacco rolled from waste paper between his fingers, which was smoky and smoking.

Song Jiu sniffed, smelled a smell of burning, pointed to the cigarette in his hand, and said suspiciously: "This thing can't smoke dead people?" ”

"Don't smoke it if you're afraid of death, I didn't give it to you." Wu Wentao snorted, took two puffs of homemade cigarettes, flicked his fingers, and the flying tobacco fell on the sea, hooking Song Jiu's eyes.

Wu Wentao coughed lightly twice, and said with a straight face: "Ask you about business, what do you think?" ”

"What do you think?"

"After landing on the island, set out to find the establishment of this matter." Wu Wentao rolled his eyes, Song Jiu obviously didn't think about this stubble, there were a lot of things a while ago, and everyone basically didn't discuss this matter, and now the end is imminent, it's time to think about it seriously.

Song Jiu was stunned when he heard this, and then his face became serious, and he pulled Wu Wentao to avoid the crowd, walked to the side of the boat, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "I plan to talk to you about this matter at night." Wu Wentao's expression was quite surprised, and he raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Do you have any plans? Song Jiu licked his chapped lips, frowned and thought about it, and said, "Jimbo has a location chart left by the authorities, theoretically speaking, let's rest for a few days and set off again against the chart, right?" ”

"Well, that's what happened." Wu Wentao nodded, waiting for his next step.

"I didn't have any experience before, but after yesterday's storm, I felt that this matter was a bit suspenseful." Song Jiu's eyes swept over the devastated yacht, and said helplessly: "Jimbo's island is at least a week away from the authorities, it is said that it will take at least a week, this is not a short voyage, just us people and these equipment, what do you think are the chances of successfully finding the authorities?" Wu Wentao didn't answer immediately, stared at the sea thoughtfully for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "So what? ”

"So I'm going to talk to you in the evening." Song Jiu spread his hands, saying that he did not have any ideal suggestions, sighed, and said: "In short, this matter is not as simple as I thought before, first of all, we have to solve the problem of the ship, I guess...... If you want to go to sea again, you should have to delay for a while. ”

"We can't stop for too long." Wu Wentao said lightly.

"Of course I see what you mean, but do you have a better way?" Song Jiu squinted at the man beside him, and said helplessly: "Not to mention the specific matters after finding the party in power, just going to sea is enough for us to be busy for a while." ”

"After going to the island, we will go our separate ways, you hurry up and yours first, I'll take a look around, didn't Jimbo say that they found a trading port? There will always be ships. "Wu Wentao has a headache, they are facing a hard problem, the sea is different from the land, and if they can't solve the means of transportation, it will be difficult to move an inch.

"It's the same with fuel." Song Jiu added, seeing that Wu Wentao was silent, he asked tentatively: "Old Wu, what do you say...... Is it possible for the establishment to come to us? ”...