861 Kick the sandbag
"How did you do it?" Lanze looked at the torn sandbags and the sand and sawdust scattered around the room.
This sandbag should be about 1.6 meters long, with a leather outer skin, and dirty rags dragging through the huge hole. It doesn't look very strong?
"I just kicked it..." Xiaomai saw his father. Shyness, grievance, helplessness, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart. "I accidentally kicked it and broke it."
"Pay me the sandbag." Landsin looked stiff and turned to face Lan Ze. "The beam above should not be broken. Just pay for the sandbag. Are you going to pay or help me install a new one?"
"...I'm sure you can't pretend today. Aren't you going to sail soon?"
"My ship can make a round trip back to the harbor."
"It's just such a rag, it seems to be homemade, right? Why is it stuffed so messily? How many years has it been used for such old leather?"
"I didn't know that since this boat came into my hands, it has been hung up in the gym. When your son came, he was kicked to pieces by me!"
The cause and effect of the matter is very simple.
The naughty children took a step ahead of Lan Ze and arrived at this room.
Except for Xiao Xie who was wearing a skirt to stay elegant, the other seven children each kicked the sandbag. The oldest wheat and Zhang Yidian, the youngest Lan Shu, Xiang Xiang who was wearing overalls and shorts... everyone kicked them.
The younger one was not left behind.
Strictly speaking, Wheat was kicked in more than one foot.
The sandbag does not swing actively, so everyone is dissatisfied with the swing angle of the sandbag.
Wheat was encouraged by his younger brothers, and he couldn't help but want to show off his real skills. He pushed his heels on the ground, put his weight on the ground, turned around and whipped his leg. With a crisp sound, the sandbag split open.
Lanze's eldest son, second son, Xiaomi and Douzi are all on Crescent Space City.
Among the children present, Xiaomai was the oldest. He was a few months older than Zhang Yidian.
But if the sudden change is taken into account, his twenty-two years old will be rounded off by a factor, and he can barely be regarded as seventeen years old. Living in a university town for retirement is just his disguise. The reason why he doesn't find a girlfriend is not to cultivate his moral character.
But it's not ready yet.
In fact, Xiaomai is still a teenager at heart. When he comes to his younger brothers and sisters, he is exposed.
He practiced martial arts with his grandfather when he was a child, and also played football for many years. That kick was a bit strong.
"Yo." The old man came in. He took a quick look and found Wheat, "You can't hold back your energy. How did I teach you."
Xiaomai's face turned red with embarrassment.
"I only dare to kick lightly." Landsin said with a sullen face, "How strong I am, don't I have the best skills?"
This number... there is really no wheat.
He had never seen anything so brittle in his home gym or school gymnasium.
"Forget it, I'll change it to a stronger one for you. You can kick it hard in the future." Lan Ze looked around, "Look at the equipment around you. If sand, sawdust, etc. fall into it and you can't get it out, it will have to be scrapped. If not, it will be scrapped."
Why don’t you change it too?”
"That's a good feeling." A smile appeared on Lander's lips.
Lan Ze thought he wanted to sneer but failed to control it well.
"Your focus..." Your Honor asked curiously, "Shouldn't we be surprised first, wow! Can this be broken through?"
"Oh, that's not strange." The old man explained to his wife. "The skin has aged very badly. And..."
The old man pointed at people on the spot: "He, he, he, he... can all be kicked. As soon as it breaks... cough."
Landxin, Lanze, and Xiaomai were all pointed out by the old man. An An looked confused and seemed to have been looked down upon by his grandfather.
The old man glanced at Landshin one last time and stopped talking to save him face.
"What about you?" Judge Mei asked curiously.
"Have you ever heard of the inch punch? It explodes in an instant, and it's just an inch punch. It's weird that this thing never breaks down." The old man ignored his wife's question.
"It's indeed a junk thing." Landshin admitted humbly, "I bought it for a boat strap, but I didn't want to replace it so I hung it up."
Lan Ze patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "If there is anything else I can help with, just ask. I will make one condition."
"What conditions?"
"Save me a room on the boat. You see, I will be fifty in three years, and I don't want to stay on the shore anymore."
"Okay, let's go." Landshin turned around and led the way.
Xiaomai looked for tools dejectedly and started to clean up the gym. Xiaoxiao immediately helped.
Zhang Yidian glanced at the broken sandbag and began to look for something to put his feet on. The thing had a huge gaping hole, dragging the strips of cloth and slowly shaking, and from time to time, bits of debris would leak out. The strips of cloth and sawdust, if you look carefully, there are actually some places.
It was still dark, as if it had mold.
Lan Ze followed Lander to sit for a while in the captain's cabin and drank a cup of tea. The two of them had a tacit agreement not to talk about breaking sandbags, but only to talk about equity cooperation. The room with the nameplate of the captain's cabin on the door was actually very small, with a table and bookcases.
It takes up almost half the space, but is quite clean and tidy.
Landshin's Guiyun turned out to be a fishing boat.
Fishing licenses, special fishing licenses for several major categories of marine species, offshore continental shelf collection licenses... Some of the original licenses issued by this boat have not yet expired, and together with the boat, they have now been transferred to him.
But he hasn't really thought about the major issue of where to catch what. He just plans to drive the boat for a while first. With the dividends from the overseas company his mother left behind, his survival is not a problem. But with such a big boat
, it is not easy to survive with Guiyun.
After listening to him talk for a long time, Lan Ze had a sudden thought: "You should control marine pollution. Every year, the state has special funds. You don't need to apply for it yourself. All business units of our company apply together."
He projected artificial creatures collecting ocean plastic particles.
"I can change the design of this thing so that it can be dragged under the boat and cultured in cages. Now we conduct experiments in offshore waters. If we have a boat, we can go to any deep sea. In addition, some fish like the meat of this thing.
Eat. You can use it to lure fish schools. Different types of seafood should be sorted."
"Yes. There is a laser sorting machine. Edible and industrial use can be distinguished by 80% after one pass through the sorting machine. It just hurts the fish a bit."
Even in the era of the most serious chemical pollution, people living near the sea still fished for various things from the sea and ate them.
Today, the only remaining problem in ocean management is plastic particles. In natural sea areas, some organisms have more plastic particles in their bodies than others.
However, no matter how many plastic particles are accumulated in the body of a fish, as long as it is not fried and eaten, and the plastic is grilled at high temperature to produce toxic compounds, there is basically no harm. After all, chemicals that can stably exist in nature will not enter the human stomach.
To become more lively, you must participate in the life activities of the human body.
The problem is that people in some countries and regions can only eat seafood by frying and grilling it. This can... bring different business opportunities to China's fishery industry.
Various types of artificially cultured bulk seafood are stably exported all year round. Marine fishing supplies domestic catering.
Cleaning up plastic particles is more of an international responsibility and a feeling of being a planet owner.
For small individuals, they can grill fish on the beach at any time, which is also a kind of simple and beautiful romance.
Landsin...can't make up his mind. He will definitely make waves. Managing the ocean will bring some income on the one hand, but on the other hand it means less freedom. It may even be deeply tied to the Northwest Creation Company. This matter
It's too big, so we need to hold a meeting on the boat.
The two of them came out of the captain's cabin. In the hall below the deck, the buffet was ready.
Of their twenty-nine brothers and sisters, half of them came. Some of them were friends of Landshin, and they looked like successful people. The crew members called by Landshin also took turns to participate. The scene was lively and lively.
On the docking rack next to the ship, colorful lanterns were released in the dusk. In the darkening night sky, shining patterns and the words "Guiyun" were formed.
Chapter completed!