The fishing boat sailed forward, a gentle sea breeze blowing, and the waves crashing and rolling.

The Rising Sun and Su Yongliang's ship were sailing side by side, several dozen meters apart.

Countless fishing lights drifted on the sea around them.

Some returned laden with their catch, while others, like them, set sail to begin their day's work.

After driving for nearly two hours in boredom, Feng Jialing got up and went to the driver's seat to relieve him so he could go to sleep.

Feng Ye did not refuse.

He only slept for about four hours, so he definitely didn't get enough sleep.

Moreover, the early morning hours are the time of day when people are most likely to feel sleepy.

He handed over the helm to Feng Jialing and then went back to his cabin to sleep.

More than an hour later, the Rising Sun arrived at the fishing grounds, and he and Ah-Can were woken up to cast their nets.

However, in his perception, it seemed as if he had just fallen asleep when he was awakened.

But when I checked the time, it was already past five o'clock.

It was still dark, the darkest time of the day, when you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Only the fishing lights on the sea pierced through the darkness, appearing even brighter.

There were many fishing boats at work, and the roar of diesel engines came from all directions.

And more fishing boats are on their way.

Feng Ye rubbed his eyes, yawned, and together with A-Can, moved the trawl net to the stern and got to work.

They skillfully manipulated the fishing net, placing the net bag into the sea, and then watched as the tow rope slowly sank into the water.

As the netting entered the water, the trawl net opened its gaping maw, swallowing up all the creatures in the sea.

After the trawl net was lowered, Feng Ye returned to his cabin to continue sleeping.

Setting up the net takes more than an hour, and there's not much to do during that time, so it's better to rest a bit longer.

When I woke up again, it was already bright daylight, and the sun was peeking out from the horizon, smiling down at the horizon.

Feng Ye stretched and went to the stern to haul in the net.

Ah-chan has already started the net-lifting machine and is slowly retrieving the tow rope.

Setting up a network is a very slow process; even with a network setup machine, it still takes about ten to twenty minutes.

If the nets are hauled in manually, it takes even longer, at least half an hour, to get them onto the boat.

Moreover, the more goods are in the pipeline, the more time it takes.

It's even possible that by sheer luck, the net bursts, and the goods in the net bag become too numerous and heavy to retrieve.

Of course, Feng Ye and his team have a net-raising machine, so they don't need manpower to pull it, and this situation won't happen.

Unless there is too much cargo in the haulage, exceeding the load capacity of the net lifting machine.

However, this is just wishful thinking; there's absolutely no possibility of it happening.

Their trawl nets aren't big enough; they can only hold about four or five thousand kilograms of cargo at most.

"Brother Ye, do you think today's first net attack will be a smash hit?"

"I think the net should be able to burst open without any problem, but it's hard to say how much weight it will weigh."

"Since you put it that way, how about we make a small bet?"

How do we bet?

"Let's each say a weight, and whoever says it closest to the actual weight of the item wins."

"Okay, I'm free anyway, so I'll play along with you."

Feng Ye nodded and said, "However, since it's a gamble, there has to be some stake, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Ah-Can said, "How about this, the loser eats breakfast and then washes the pot and dishes."

"Okay, that works."

Feng Ye's eyes lit up; he thought this bet was pretty good.

Neither of them liked doing this job.

"I'll let you guess first."

Ah-Can pondered for a moment: "Then let's go with 750 jin."

"So conservative, why not be bolder?"

"Then guess higher."

"Ah Chan, you need to know that the bolder the person, the greater the harvest."

Feng Ye smiled, his face full of confidence, "I guess it weighs at least 800 jin."

Ah-Can was speechless.

"Damn, it turns out you only weigh 50 pounds more than me. I thought you were going to say you weighed a thousand or two thousand pounds more."

"Although I'd like to say that too, one has to face reality. How could there be so much if it only dragged on for a little over an hour?"

"Who knows, we might encounter a large school of fish?"

"When you sleep at night, just elevate your pillow, and it will naturally appear."

Feng Ye pursed his lips, "Why don't you add some more?"

"No, absolutely not."

Ah-chan shook his head like a rattle drum.

"cut……"

The two chatted and laughed as they waited for the final result of the trawling.

As the tow line was gradually pulled back onto the boat, the net was slowly pulled out of the water.

"Holy crap, is this Mazu appearing in our lives? There are so many fish!"

Looking at the bulging net bag, Ah-Can could hardly believe it and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Damn it, you jinxed it right, we've run into a big school of fish."

Feng Ye's eyes widened, his face filled with ecstasy.

For a fishing boat like the Xuri, which is only a dozen meters long, hauling up four or five hundred kilograms in one net is considered a complete overload.

But compared to this net, it's nothing, it's insignificant.

This whole thing was absolutely outrageous, it couldn't be more outrageous.

"How many kilograms must this weigh? Two or three thousand kilograms, right?"

Ah-chan's voice trembled slightly, shocked by the scene before him.

"There should be, but to get a more specific number, we need to collect the data before we can estimate it."

Feng Ye's voice also betrayed his excitement.

"Damn it, we caught two or three thousand catties in one net. We never even dared to dream of such a thing, but we actually ran into it."

Ah-chan was so happy he danced with joy.

Feng Jialing couldn't see the net still in the sea from the driver's seat, but he was stunned when he heard the two people's exclamations.

He threw down the rudder, ran to the stern, and exclaimed in disbelief, "How come there are so many fish?"

What you hear with your ears can never be as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

"No wonder I felt the speed slowed down when I started the boat. I thought it was my imagination. It turns out the fish in the trawl net were too heavy!"

He said a few words, took one last reluctant look, and then quickly ran back to the driver's seat.

There are too many fishing boats on the sea. Although they are all spaced at a safe distance, the wheelhouse cannot be left unattended for too long.

"Haha, Ah-Can, you lost. Don't forget to wash the pots and dishes after breakfast."

"I'm willing to accept the consequences of my bet. I'll wash them. With so many fish, I'm happy to wash them."

Although Ah-chan lost the bet, he was unusually excited and did not feel frustrated at all because of losing the stakes.

Feng Ye rolled her eyes: "It's not like I'm unwilling. If there were a netizen exploding like this every day, I'd be willing to do all the dishes from now on."

"Tsk tsk, Brother Ye, your dream is even more outrageous than mine."

"People should have dreams..."

"Dreams my ass, that's just fantasy..."