Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth on the Col of Paradise
After a long day of absent-minded waiting, the time finally arrived on the afternoon of the 15th. Peak 23S.
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Lin Chou took the little sheep and stuffed it into the portal, then got in himself.
He was not planning to delay the business hours tomorrow. Although the system had indicated that Lin Chou could close the business on Saturdays and Sundays, he had never done so.
Well, at most, I just occasionally use the magic blackboard, and strive to be a very hard-working and pragmatic restaurant owner. The cute little Qianqian keeps dancing and waving to him.
It was dinner time at this time, and the alley was filled with smoke and smoke, but Lin Chou's nest seemed like another world, deserted and deserted.
He didn't stay long and hurriedly got into Uncle Hu's house.
Erhu was gone, and Uncle Hu was the only one in the yard, sitting by the stove, picking up vegetables and drinking wine, enjoying himself very much.
"Well, Linzi is here, why are you so free today?"
"Uncle Tiger!"
Lin Chou laughed loudly, sat on a long bench, pinched a pickle from the bowl and threw it into his mouth.
"Potherb mustard? It's salty. It's salty..."
"Brat!"
"hey-hey."
Uncle Hu knew Lin Chou's reason for coming without asking.
"Well, wait a minute. We'll leave after dinner. The car is coming soon."
"A lot of people?"
Uncle Tiger thought for a while,
"The moon is bright tonight... it should be a good harvest. Everyone in the alley will follow. There should be dozens of people."
"good."
While the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of an engine at the door.
"Didi!"
The horn rang several times, and people outside shouted,
"Let's go, let's go, the car is here!"
Uncle Hu took out a few bags and said, "Okay, let's go. You've been dancing since you were a kid. Before, your dad didn't let you go to Niutou Ao and you still cried and made trouble, ha."
Lin Chou corrected,
"Heaven Col."
Uncle Tiger smiled,
"Well, Tiantianao, you have a good memory."
The car parked at the door belonged to no one else, and the drivers were Bao Er and Ma Liu.
When the two of them saw Lin Chou, they immediately rushed up to him.
"Boss Lin, why are you here... Are you also interested in this thing?"
"certainly."
Lin Chou didn't say much, just smiled, feeling surprisingly good.
People who were going to catch silkworms gathered from all over the alley, helped each other and jumped into the carriage.
His old neighbors greeted him warmly. On weekdays, he often asked Bao Er to bring back some salted chicken and other things, without showing any signs of indifference.
"Hey, Chouzi is back and you want to play too?"
"Haha, I'm back."
"Lin Zi, why didn't you know to call someone when you saw your sister-in-law? Don't you recognize her?"
"Well..."
After staring at the speaker carefully for half a minute, Lin Chou said hesitantly,
“Sister-in-law Hu??”
Sister-in-law Hu gave him a big roll of her eyes, "Why are you pretending!"
Lin Chou scratched his head, it's not his fault.
Today, Sister-in-law Hu is not wearing the soy sauce-making gown that she has never changed out of all year round, but a dark purple midi skirt that highlights her figure. Her hair is also tied up, and she even has her eyebrows drawn and powdered, making her look energetic and young.
He didn't even dare to admit it.
"Hey, Lin Zi, you don't know that Calabash Baby is so impressive that even after winning the scholarship, people from Qinshan come every few days with rice noodles to visit Sister Hu. Qinshan Jingui Calabash Child is afraid that it will be snatched away by other schools.
go."
"That's right. My little brat is eating the salted chicken you brought us, but there's no movement. I'm so worried."
Lin Chou pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Hiss... I was shocked. I thought you had remarried a rich man, sister-in-law."
"Hahaha."
Even the not-so-funny jokes made the whole car laugh out loud.
Sister-in-law Hu said coquettishly,
"Fuck you, see if my sister-in-law doesn't twist off your ears!"
Bao Er shouted from the front,
"Everyone, everyone is here, let's go?"
"Go, go, go!"
Bao Er's big, swaying truck is also covered with an alloy fence. It's no different from the truck used to transport animals for long distances before the catastrophe. It doesn't look good, but it's safe.
The Zhengdong Gate, which looks dark and sinks into the sea, is different from other city gates in that it leads directly to the sea, so entry and exit is allowed at night.
It's not okay to not allow it. Most of Mingguang's food sources are at sea, and no one can tell when those sea fishing boats will dock.
However, the main east gate is surrounded by mountains on both sides and there is no major road. If vehicles want to enter the city from here at night, they have to go around a sea cliff.
Bao Er drove on the main road around the city and got out of the Zhengdong Gate in more than two hours. A red envelope was indispensable as a fare for leaving the city.
The next road was not easy to walk, it was full of soft sea sand and silt. Fortunately, there were many people talking and we felt that we arrived at the place in a short time.
The place where everyone got off the bus was a large area of cattail grass and reed swamps by the sea. After passing through this area and climbing over a small cliff, we arrived at Niutou Ao.
Ngau Tou Ao presents a standard half-moon shape. There are coconut trees and clusters of mangroves everywhere, and there are even many purple wild flowers. The beach is full of golden birdsong, and the sea breeze blows over the nose with the fragrance of coconut and flowers at the same time. It is so beautiful.
After a certain garrison boss from the base city took a look here, he thought the Niutou Ao sounded ugly and not artistic enough, so he had to change the name to Tiantang Ao.
Well, it is said that he even wrote and erected a monument, and there was a lot of applause.
Everyone arrived at Niutou Ao a little late, it was already past ten o'clock at night, and they rushed towards the sea in a hurry.
"Hurry up, hurry up, it will be time soon."
The torches were lit, illuminating the sea.
The water on the clear shoal is less than chest deep, and large areas of spiral cotton-like creatures rise from the bottom of the sea and swim quickly. There are so many of these creatures that the entire beach is dyed white against the backdrop of torches.
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This is the sandworm, well, to be more precise, it is "a part" of the sandworm.
The sandworm is a very magical creature. Whenever the breeding season comes, the muscles and organs at the tail end of their body will rapidly degenerate, while the gonads will be abnormally enlarged and they are always ready.
Perhaps taking the moon as a signal for their courtship, they start timing after the moon rises. Within two hours, the gonads of all sandworms, which are soft and filled with sperm and eggs, will detach from their bodies and swim freely like propellers.
Rising to the surface of the sea to complete mating is only two hours a year.
The remaining head of the sandworm will grow a new tail end and continue to survive, year after year.
The sandworm is widely distributed in the Atlantic Ocean, especially in Samoa.
This kind of worm, called "Palalu" by the local indigenous people, has an extraordinary and noble status. People love its delicious taste and call it "Vanuatu's caviar".
However, if the sandworms want to survive along the southern coast of Great China, the fate of some of them being cooked in soup will never be avoided.
There, in Lao Guang's territory, they are also called "flat food". In addition to making soup, they are mainly used as fishing bait.
The popularity of the sandworm is far less than that of the grass insects that people have enjoyed for many years, but the appearance rate of certain types of sandworm is still quite high.