The big bass was caught, and everyone suddenly lost interest in continuing to fish.

This is how people are. I have AWM, so why do you want a scorpion pistol?

The international students are the most excited. Others have seen large freshwater fish. When they saw it for the first time, they quickly came up and took photos and posted them on WeChat Moments.

You can't show off in your circle of friends, just like walking in a brocade dress at night.

Although Hall, Mason, the old killer and others were not interested in taking photos, they did not continue fishing and gathered together to chat.

The old killer recalled the tuna he caught forty years ago: "It's so big, so big, they said it's called bluefin tuna, and then I took it home to feed the cat. There's no way, it's rotting too fast."

Mason sighed regretfully: "Such a big bluefin tuna, God, if you caught it now, you will be rich. This fish can be sold for R100,000 when sent to Japan!"

The old killer also felt deeply regretful: "Yes, but it was not possible at that time. We didn't know its value at that time. We didn't like to eat it. It tasted badly and would burn if it was roasted on fire."

"How can tuna be roasted? Its meat is rich in fat and cannot be roasted. This one needs to be eaten as a sashimi."

Uncle Yang asked, "What are you talking about? Don't you fish?"

"I won't catch it anymore, this fish is enough to eat." Hall waved his hand.

Mason went up and grabbed Barnes' wrist and raised his arm: "I solemnly announce that Mr. Caracalaka Barnes from the resort area won the championship of this fishing competition, so let us applaud!"

Without waiting for someone to applaud, he then raised his arms and cheered: "I announce more solemnly that General Manager Mason from the Mimida Fast Restaurant in the resort town won the runner-up of this fishing competition. Come and continue to applaud!"

Everyone booed at him.

Nicole asked with interest: "How should we eat such a big bass?"

"Grilled fish steak, fried fish steak, steamed fish steak, and whatever you want," said Mason.

"Sea bass is suitable for steaming, let Brother Jiebao make a steaming."

"Don't call me Brother Jiebao." Zhang Jinjie was furious.

"Okay, Mr. Jie Bao." Song Chao changed his name.

"Let's go to the beach. From here to the beach, they are all protected areas, right?" Lao Xiake suggested.

Yang Shubao also wanted to measure his territory. He smiled and said, "Okay, it's early now, so we'll go to the beach, but we have to go back and bring the oven and the like before that."

Mason likes wild travel very much, and he said, "You go back and get it, I'm going to walk to the beach."

The international students responded, but Lin Lin was a little worried: "Will you go? What if you encounter wild beasts? There are so many wild beasts here."

Yang Shubao said, "This is easy to deal with. When you meet a wild beast, you hug each other and shout. The wild beasts are all very timid. When you call them like this, they will run away."

This was a joke. He gave a reminder to the night elves who were accompanying him and asked him to accompany everyone to the beach.

The beach on the edge of the reserve is not where Yang Shubao and Nicole went before, but the coastline in the eastern part of South Africa is of high quality. Due to the erosion of the Great Saint Lucia wetlands in the Kua Province, the beach quality on the coast is particularly high.

Their team divided into three groups. Hall, the old hero and the old killer arrived first by driving a pickup truck. Yang Shubao and Nicole's big bike arrived later. Mason led a team of people to walk slowly behind, and they could not walk in less than three or five hours.

The area of ​​the protected area is really large now, with an area of ​​nearly 250 square kilometers totaling, which is one-tenth of the Great Saint Lucia Wetland Park.

Yang Shubao drove all the way over in a big bike and used the Ganhum technique. It can be expected that in a few days the reserve will have a wide high-quality forage belt across the new wasteland.

There are a lot of forests in the wilderness, and this place is part of the wetland park. As we drove along the way, Yang Shubao kept seeing water ponds and other things. There were many water and many trees, and many trees formed forests.

When the big bike drives against the forest, there will always be groups of wild birds flying up.

There are more woods by the sea, and the seaside in the wetland park area is like this, with a wooded belt growing.

Yang Shubao thought it was a windbreaker belt built by the government organization, but Nicole said that this was not the case, so the government did not have this loophole, and it was all natural mangroves by the sea.

The seaside area of ​​the reserve is more lush and stretches along the coastline, with a depth of one or two kilometers.

The woods in South Africa are all sparse, and the trees are very sparse. The big bike drove along the belt for a while and soon found a clearing space that was enough for vehicles to pass through.

The pickup truck is obviously also passed here, with clear wheel marks on the ground.

Sure enough, the big bike drove in along the open space and saw the pickup truck at the end.

The big bike continues to drive. It is a magic car participating in the desert rally and can run rampant on the beach.

Lao Xiake and others were already standing on the beach. They searched for the best sand for camping and finally found a small cove.

The cove is not large in size, only a few thousand square meters, and it surrounds a circle of white sand beaches. The waves are slowly pushed up the beach, green and clear.

There is still a distance of more than ten meters between the bay and the woods, so this white sand beach is beautiful and has a small area, which can accommodate more than a dozen people to gather here.

After getting off the car, Yang Shubao took off his shoes and stepped on the beach barefoot. It was already spring, and the temperature rose to more than 20 degrees. The beach was a little cool at this time, and the taste was completely different from the midsummer season.

The old killer waved to him: "Teacher Yang, come and see, you have a bay here, this is simply great. You can build a small dock here, and then there will be an ocean in your backyard."

Their arrival shocked a group of seagulls. The snow-white figure of the gulls flew up and down in the sky, with crisp screams, neither rush nor slow.

Yang Shubao admired the scene of birds flying and responded casually: "To build a dock, do you need a good deep water area? Is this suitable?"

"It's very suitable. This bay is a deep water area, so we'd better not go into the water. Even if we go into the water, we have to change places. This is not possible." The old killer pointed to the bay with a dark blue color in the turquoise green to evaluate.

The sea water near the coast of Kua Province is beautiful green, which belongs to the standard tropical and subtropical water quality characteristics of the Indian Ocean, but the bay is a bit blue, which proves that it is relatively deep and will not appear blue in shallow water.

The old hero also came up to comment. He knew better about the ocean because he served in the navy when he was young.

However, when talking about the dock, I still have to listen to the old killer, because when he was young, he was hiding on the dock, and the docks from several large ports south of Durban were controlled by the gang he belonged to.

Listening to the two of them discussing, Yang Shubao was a little moved: "Then you can really build a dock here, but you still have to build a road, otherwise it will be too difficult to come to the beach."
Chapter completed!