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Chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth canoe surfing the sea

It was raining lightly in the sky, and there were crowds of people on the shore.

Although they cannot go to sea with Bifang, the island is not isolated from the world. Tourists have long known Bifang's movements through live broadcasts and have been waiting on the shore early.

When I saw the familiar silhouette of the ship emerging from the skyline, there was a hint of restlessness in the air. "He's back, he's back, my God, his muscles look great!"

"Did you see it? It's a big shark weighing at least one hundred kilograms!" "Nonsense, I think it weighs at least two hundred kilograms!"

"Two hundred kilograms? I can't help you with that! You're almost blind, so you should get your eyes treated first!" On the ocean, Bifang pulled the sail and slowly approached Akena Beach on Easter Island.

The boat touched the sand, and Bi Fang jumped onto the beach, dragging the bow of the boat to the shore. Then he picked up the thick hemp rope on the ground and wrapped it around his shoulders. His soles sank deep into the sand, and his muscles tensed up. The heavy boat suddenly Leaving the sea little by little.

The animal tooth necklace hangs naturally from the open chest, and the various animal teeth collide with each other to make a crisp sound, making people feel that it is not a bone, but some kind of jade.

The rainwater gathered on the muscles and dripped along the texture.

The tourists on the shore whispered, but they did not dare to come forward, for fear of disturbing the scene in front of them. The closer they got, the more profound the shock in their hearts.

The shark, which was more than two meters tall, was hanging upside down from the mast, with blood dripping down the rainwater, and its big mouth full of fangs opened, silently telling something.

The strong man pulled the hemp rope, and the muscles washed by the rain were tied together like steel bars. The muscles on the waist and abdomen rippled like a shark breathing. He dragged the boat, and the animal tooth necklace around his neck jingled. .

It’s like the God of Hunting in mythology! “Click.”

The flash light came on in the rain. Bi Fang looked up. A red-haired woman put down the camera in her hand and said with a slightly red face: "I think you won't mind. No one can resist not recording."

"Then please make me look more handsome." Bi Fang smiled, looked back at the boat that had been towed to the shore, put down the long rope in his hand, and shouted to the crowd, "Horsley, the things are here." ?"

"I'm coming."

An old man with a white beard emerged from the crowd, and the familiar audience recognized him at a glance. This old man was exactly the man who had made a comment when Bifang was looking at the palm trees.

I don’t know how the two got to know each other. At this time, Horsley pushed a big scale out of the crowd, and together with Bifang, put the shark on the scale to weigh it.

"Ninety-seven kilograms!" Horsley's white beard trembled and he shouted excitedly to the crowd, "A big guy!"

The crowd roared with excitement. "It's amazing." "It's so cool!"

"Let's take a photo together!" [Envy, I can also take a photo]

[How did Lao Fang develop these muscles? I don’t believe that people can develop such beautiful muscles. Even sculptures cannot create them]

The effect brought by the platinum body is extremely powerful.

The effect presented is even better than that of Greek sculptures and more harmonious.

After having fun with everyone, Bi Fang took the shark back to the resort and processed the whole shark in the cabin, peeling off the skin and removing the bones.

An extremely strong and peculiar "smell" spread in the room, causing Horsley, who came to help, to frown: "Oh my God, this is so smelly, even better than my uncle's smelly shoes. It makes me It felt like I was standing in the toilet."

Bi Fang held a sharp knife in his hand, skillfully pushed aside the shark skin, then cut off the shark meat, and handed him a wooden stick shaped like a rolling pin and the meat: "Crush all the meat into minced meat."

"Minced meat?"

"Well, this will help it evaporate some strange smells and toxins."

After finishing speaking, Bi Fang started to hit the shark meat with a wooden stick. Horsley didn't know if it was his imagination, but with each hit, the unpleasant smell in the air became stronger.

Has it really evaporated?

Hoslinahan didn't stop his hand movements, and started banging together. Soon the dull sound of beating was heard in the house, and the scene was a bit like beating beef balls with hands.

The next day, the sun rose again.

Bi Fang spread a layer of palm leaves on the ground, then spread out the shark meat steaks pressed into long strips and exposed them in the sun to further remove odors and toxins.

These shark meats have been simply marinated, and then pressed into shape overnight, and the shape has been basically fixed.

After asking Horsley to take care of it so that it wouldn't be taken away by the dogs on the island, Bi Fang went out to sea to fish again. Before returning at noon, he found another small shark weighing 40 kilograms, plus several large fish weighing more than ten kilograms.

All the sharks are minced, made into shark strips and exposed to the sun, while the big fish are smoked directly on the bonfire.

At noon on the fourteenth day, the sun-exposed shark meat became hard after being pressed and smelled almost odorless. Bi Fang put it on the fire and smoked it to completely remove the moisture.

Whether it is exposure to the sun or smoking, it is a good way to extend the storage time. In order to prevent moisture, Bi Fang also picked up a lot of garbage on the island. They were some plastic films, lined up the shark meat strips, then sealed and stuffed them

Viking.

Nearly two hundred kilograms of meat, after removing the skin, fish head, and fish bones, and simply dehydrating them, the weight dropped by half.

But one hundred kilograms of meat was similar to compressed biscuits, which was more than enough for a month. Before the fifteenth day, Bi Fang decided to leave early.

After dragging the bag to the coast, Bi Fang neatly stacked all the meat, stuffed it into the front and rear bows and stern of the Viking, and covered it with a layer of baffles.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached more than 6 million early, and it is even continuing to grow.

The number of tourists on the shore has reached a peak again, and the nearby hotels are almost all full. Such exaggerated numbers are all displayed on Akena Beach, which is a spectacular sight.

The wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly at noon, bringing with it a hint of warmth. Bi Fang let out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the camera.

Familiar words slowly unfolded.

"Looking back at the evolution of human beings, if our ancestors had not taken risks and imagined, and had not had the courage to innovate and sacrifice, they would not have used canoes to surf the sea and explore the infinite mysteries on the other side of the ocean."

As always, almost everyone was able to speak the next sentence skillfully in the opening remarks, but just when everyone thought so, Bi Fang changed the subject.

"I have always said this before, maybe ten times, but I never thought that one day I would really become the person in the opening remarks."

Bi Fang grinned and turned back to the conversation.

"Human beings are curious and have the urge to take risks. Human adventures light the torch of civilization."

"Adventure is not only found in nature's oceans and mountains, deserts and swamps, but also in densely populated cities."

"I am Bi Fang, a professional outdoor explorer."

"Today, I will take you to surf the sea in a canoe! Cross the most extreme no-man's land in the world!"


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