Chapter 316

"If you can become an owl, I can still accept that." Fang Ze half lay on the chair and said lazily, "what's the difference between a cat that can't fuck and a salted fish."

"I treat you as a shit shoveling officer, and you want to be a grass nest!" The expression on big cat's face was rich, as if shocked by Fang Ze's words.

"I used to think you were just a simple Lori, but I didn't expect you to have a fetish. Now I should seriously consider whether I want to change a shit shoveler."

"You change a hammer." Fang Ze smashed a small quick apple into big meow, and big meow instantly caught the apple with his mouth like a dog.

You see, the relationship between humans and cats is like a master and servant in a circle, always adjusting their relationship according to different environments and times.

When feeding, humans are the masters. When in a good mood, they give you a good meal, and when in a bad mood, they starve you. And when you roll the cat, the cat becomes the owner again. When you are in a good mood, you can roll it to your heart's content. Maybe you will rub it to make you happy. When you are in a bad mood, it is a claw directly.

"You'd better tell me who the next guest is." Fang Ze asked big meow, "you know, it will take me at least a week to sneak back from Mumbai by boat. It would be terrible if such extremely troublesome guests appeared on the boat."

"Well, I forgot that you can only return home by boat now."

Big meow licked his paw and said, "but it happens that your next guest has his own boat. You can take his boat at that time."

"Guests who have their own boat?" Fang Ze really couldn't guess who it was for a moment when he heard Da Miao's words.

After all, according to the order of guests, the next one is a bad guy, and the bad guy with a boat can't guess which one Fang Ze really is.

If it belongs to the camp of good people, Fang Ze can also look forward to Li Huamei, the goddess of childhood.

"Slip away, slip away." Big cat showed Fang Ze a cat's ass, and then said, "I wish you a smooth return home. Also, if you don't mind the trouble, you can help me bring some imported cat food to compensate me by the way. Your good friend Lao Nao has been giving me exactly the same cat food for a week without even adding ham sausage."

Um.

It's really demanding.

Fang Ze showed an expression of 'yes, I will' on the surface, and in his heart, he had long forgotten Da Miao's words.

Now he is particularly curious about who the next guest is.

On Saturday morning, Fang Ze, dressed in a windbreaker and a small round cap with a little disguise, boarded a cargo ship that looked very old like a pretentious petty bourgeoisie in the Republic of China.

"Welcome to the always lucky garour." A white man with a beard saw Fang Ze get on the boat and extended his arms to welcome him.

"Thank the generous captain Dreyer for letting me ride on your ship." Fang Ze hypocritically hugged the captain who looked almost 50 years old.

"It's very kind of you to say so." Captain Dreyer said to Fang Ze, "it's not me but you who are generous. Thank you for prepaying the ship's fare in advance so that I can repay part of the loan. Otherwise, I'm afraid my ship will not leave the port for some time."

Captain Dreyer was an honest man, and he made clear the reason for carrying Fang Ze.

After a few greetings, Captain Dreyer asked a sailor to take Fang Ze to his cabin.

The stowaway ship arranged by Xiaohei for Fang Ze this time is a medium-sized cargo ship, mainly to and from India and Southeast Asia for business.

Because of an accident not long ago, he owed a lot of money and was entangled by creditors and could not go to sea. So Xiao Hei found him and made a promise to help repay the money, and asked the captain to take Fang Ze to the nearest port from China.

Leading Fang Ze to the cabin was an Indian teenager who seemed to be just an adult. He asked Fang Ze a lot of personal questions with a little curiosity. Fang Ze answered some nonsense, basically without telling the truth.

"My name is gavara, sir." The Indian teenager seemed not to be aware of the intentional or unintentional concealment in Fang Ze's words, and said to Fang Ze, "I'm in the cabin above you. If you're bored at sea, you can find me to play cards or something."

"Well." Fang Ze nodded and opened the door of his cabin.

This is a very small cabin, with only one bed and a small table that can be folded.

"In order to make up for the loss, the captain has transformed many cabins into cargo cabins this time, so everyone is very nervous about where to live. This is already good."

"It's OK. I don't usually choose." Fangze didn't care much about the size of the cabin, but Captain Dreyer, as gavara said before, transformed many cabins into cargo cabins.

Fang Ze has been very sensitive to these hull modifications since he saw the documentary about the South stick Shiyue incident.

You should know that once something happens on the sea, it can be saved if you are lucky to be found early, and you can only die at sea if you are unlucky.

Ren Fangze now has a bunch of useless skills, and there is nothing he can do in the face of the vast ocean.

After gavara left, Fang Ze cleaned up the cabin, locked the door and came out, and found the location of various facilities on the ship, such as the restaurant.

Fang Ze boarded the ship on Saturday morning. Before noon, the ship set out from the port and began to sail towards Southeast Asia.

Sailing at sea is generally not very comfortable. If the ship is a luxury cruise ship or a large hotel passenger ship, the experience is good, but such a cargo ship really makes people feel bad.

Rocking hull, dim light, narrow space.

Fang Ze took out a laptop he bought before leaving India and wanted to play games for a while, but soon he felt sick and nauseated because of the shaking of the hull.

"Dong Dong Dong."

There was a knock on the door outside the cabin.

Fang Ze stood up and opened the hatch. He found that it was the Indian boy gavara standing outside.

"Hey, sir, how are you today?"

"Terrible." Fang Ze closed the laptop, shook his head and said.

"Because of the bad weather these days, the boat shook badly." Gavara shrugged and said, "if you can't rest, I can take you to a good place."

"Where?" Fang Ze asked the Indian boy.

"You'll know when you go."

Looking at the mysterious appearance of this Indian boy God, Fang Ze didn't think too much. He thought it was really uncomfortable to stay here, so he nodded and agreed.

"Well, I'll go with you."

Through the dark passage in the cabin, Fangze followed gavara to a cabin next to the restaurant, opened the door and went in, and immediately found that it was amazing, at least 20 times the size of Fangze cabin.

However, this cabin is now crowded with people. On the dozens of tables placed, a group of people are there shouting something like a rainbow.

Fang Ze looked through the gap between people and found some dice, poker plates, turntables and other things, and immediately knew where it was.

The biggest problem of the long sea voyage is not food, but people's mental state.

After all, sea travel is to cram you into a larger house and let you spend more than ten days or more. During this period, if there is no entertainment, people's mental pressure is easy to increase, and something bad will happen.

Gambling is the most effective and lowest cost entertainment in sea navigation.

This thing can not only kill time, but also numb the spirit. As long as there is no gambler who can lose red eyes, there will generally be no trouble.

In ancient times, when sailing, the captain usually supported the crew members to gamble. First, the crew members who lost the gambling were looking forward to the captain's salary after landing, so they would become very obedient.

Second, if the crew gambles, there will certainly be some minor contradictions between them, which will prevent the crew from connecting with each other and causing the captain's rebellion together.

"Sir, do you want to play?" When gavara came to this place, he immediately showed great excitement, and his face was full of eager expressions. "I can introduce you how to play and tell you who plays badly and can win money from him."

Gavara turned to look at Fangze and said, "of course, it needs a little reward."

Seeing the performance of this Indian teenager, Fang Ze finally knows why this little guy is so tormented and enthusiastic about his performance.

Afraid that he has lost all his money, he can only watch on the side, so he came to collect some commissions from himself.

Fang Ze took out several large rupees from his pocket and stuffed them into the boy. "These things are for you. Take them to play. I want to have a look by myself."

"Thank you, thank you." Gavara nodded hurriedly, and then immediately ran to a card table.

Fang Ze looked at the teenager who was not an adult, shook his head, and then visited here again.

It has to be said that although it is not very big here, there are still many ways to play gambling.

In addition to not understanding, do not know where to play chess and cards, other Fang Ze can understand some.

He stood in front of a table that put the dice in the cup, and after the dealer turned it, he guessed which cup the dice were in, and asked, "how much is it for a game?"

The dealer of this table is a dark Southeast Asian. He looked up at Fang Ze, and then said in heavily accented English, "five hundred rupees a time. If you win, I will give you tenthousand rubles, and if you lose, you will give me fivehundred."

This amount is quite small.

Fang Ze thought for a while, sat in front of the table, nodded and said, "let's play some."

The exchange rate between Indian rupee and RMB is almost 10 to 1, and 500 rupees, that is, a handful of 50 yuan, is really not too much.