My Deep-sea Fishery

Xiang Yang rolled his eyes, "You think so beautifully. Today's meal can eat up our two-day supply."

Fang Youqun smiled awkwardly when he heard the words.

Fang Youqun knew that Xiang Yang was telling the truth. This hot pot meal indeed consumed at least two days of supplies on board.

It's not that Xiang Yang is usually stingy, and even sturgeon is reluctant to feed the crew.

The supply mentioned by Xiang Yang refers to vegetables.

In Antarctica, vegetables are really precious, and there is no way to replenish them.

When many fishing boats go to the Antarctic, there is no vegetable leaf on the boat. If you really want to eat vegetables, you can only take kelp or seaweed.

Soon, the strong smell of fish floated across the deck.

On the top of the cabin, the male tiger-headed sea eagle showed its head and murmured twice.

"Brother Yang, does that tiger-headed sea eagle want to eat fish too? It's calling." Fang Youqun said loudly.

Xiang Yang looked up and took a large piece of white sturgeon from the pot and threw it toward the top of the cabin.

"Tweet—"

The tiger-headed sea eagle immediately uttered a low cry, and rushed out of the eagle's nest with a sharp sword, double-catch accurately grabbed the piece of fish, and then returned to the eagle's nest.

"Well, we haven't even opened the table yet, so let the birds eat the first bite." Fang Youqun joked very much.

Chen Qingsheng's eyes widened when he heard the words, "If you don't eat, don't be crooked here. If you are crooked, I will take you to the birds."

Fang Youqun immediately scorned his neck and replied: "What's wrong? What I said is not the truth?"

"Yes, what you said is right. This pot of fish has been eaten by birds. Don't eat it. Come on, Master Chen, let's eat it." Xiang Yang smiled and took a piece of lotus root from the pot and placed it in his bowl to cool it. After a while, he took a bite in his mouth.

After a bite, the crispy and delicious lotus root, mixed with the sweetness of fish meat, immediately made Xiang Yang's eyes brightened. It was so delicious.

Then Xiang Yang looked at the fish soup in the pot again.

Originally, hot pot was used to put the hot pot bottom, but considering that the main dish is sturgeon soup, the fish soup boiled with sturgeon is the world’s best delicacy. If you put the hot pot bottom, it will destroy the fish soup. Yes, so in this pot of soup, apart from adding an appropriate amount of salt and MSG, there are no condiments.

An Antarctic sturgeon is the base of this pot of soup.

The fish soup that has not been damaged by the condiments looks bright in color and exudes a tangy fragrance.

Xiang Yang quickly scooped a spoon into his bowl.

It was strange that when the fish soup was in the pot, it looked clear and white, but when it was scooped into the bowl, it immediately turned pale yellow.

But the fragrance is even more tangy.

Xiang Yang didn't care much, so he raised his head and drank the fresh fish soup in the bowl.

"Delicious, too fresh. Obviously, I didn't even put the ginger, but there was no fishy smell. On the contrary, there was a very refreshing fragrance." Xiang Yang admired.

After Xiang Yang finished speaking, he looked around very strangely, with some doubts in his heart. Why did no one agree with what he said? Is it because his taste is different from other people's, and the things that he thinks are delicious, others feel that it is not so. Does it fit the taste?

At first glance, Xiang Yang almost fainted.

A pot of fish soup was still full a moment ago, at this time there was only half a pot left.

On the side, Chen Qingsheng was slurping fish soup.

On the opposite side, Fang Youqun was not afraid of getting hot, holding a fish head in both hands, biting it.

"Hey, hello, isn't it a hot pot? Why do you eat the soup and the base first, and how can you eat this hot pot later?" Xiang Yang said quickly.

Chen Qingsheng put down the bowl, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said with embarrassment: "Captain, I only drank a bowl. This soup is really too fresh and delicious."

Xiang Yang suddenly couldn't say: "If you want to eat, then eat it quickly, otherwise, the whole fish will be eaten by Fang Youqun's kid."

With that said, Xiang Yang picked up his chopsticks and put a large piece of fish into his bowl.

Chen Qingsheng saw him on the side, and quickly picked up the soup spoon to scoop soup into his own bowl.

Whether it is fish or fish soup, the taste is extremely delicious.

Soon, a whole pot of fish soup was left with only a pair of fish bones.

Xiang Yang stroked his chubby belly, still feeling unfinished, "After living for so many years, I finally know what it means to make my mouth fragrant."

"It's a pity that I didn't put any chili in it. Eating hot pot without chili is equivalent to not eating it." Fang Youqun burped, biting a toothpick and commented.

Xiang Yang glanced at the guy, "Okay, I'll ask you to fry a special plate of chili at night, then we will continue to drink fish soup, you eat chili."

Fang Youqun heard this and immediately put on a smiling face, "Brother Yang, I'm joking."

Xiang Yang rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing Xiang Yang ignored him, Fang Youqun immediately changed the subject and said, "Hey, why is that iceberg still there? Didn't it mean that the mirage came and went quickly?"

Xiang Yang raised his head and glanced at the front of the deck. That's right, the iceberg was indeed lying on the sea, as if Henggu existed.

"Isn't this a real iceberg? The previous water surface was a mirage?" Chen Qingsheng wondered.

"No, I have tested it with the equipment on board, there is no iceberg in front of it." Xu Fang immediately shook his head.

Xiang Yang pondered for a moment, "The reason for the formation of mirages is strongly related to temperature and light. In the Antarctic Circle, temperature changes are generally very small, and the duration of light is relatively long. It is not a way to always wait here. , Or let’s discuss with Boss Gao, the fleet will drive slowly and go straight through this mirage."

Xiang Yang originally thought that everyone would support his decision.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, they immediately aroused a lot of people's opposition.

"Captain, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can't do it, don't do it." Chen Qingsheng's face turned pale, "I heard that in the mirage, there is heavy fog everywhere, and you can't see five fingers when you touch it. When it comes to real icebergs, it will be over, and I have also heard that mirages often appear in Antarctica, but some people have taken photos to compare and search for them, and there is no prototype of mirages in Antarctica."

Xiang Yang thought it was a little funny, "Master Chen, don't you still believe this?"

Xiang Yang has also heard of this.

It is said that a scientific research team once encountered a very magnificent mirage in the Weddell waters of Antarctica. At that time, the entire scientific research team was almost surrounded by the mirage illusion, surrounded by rugged glaciers everywhere.

Then someone in the scientific research team took pictures of the scene at that time.

Afterwards, the people in the scientific research team took the photos to find the glacier to study how the mirage formed.

As a result, after searching the entire Antarctic, no prototype of the glacier was found.