"You were just discussing this?"
Fu Wan was surprised, while Zhao Gang and Xu An nodded in unison.
"Yes, that's it. As you know, Comrade Xiao Fu, the comrades in the camp eat in the mess hall, so we'll have to find a way to deal with these fish when we get back."
Look at this, the biggest fish here is only two or three pounds, and the smallest isn't even the size of your palm. If you take them back, there really won't be enough for the hundreds of people in the camp. Why don't you take them back? It's a small token of our appreciation for the rest of the camp.
After Xu An finished speaking, Zhao Gang waved his hand and urged the comrades next to him to clean up the seawater bucket. They had inevitably been a bit too rough when they were checking, and the fish were no longer as lively as when they were first scooped out of the live water tank.
Fu Wan felt embarrassed. To be fair, the comrades in the camp had also worked very hard. Although there were few fish, if the canteen chef made a fish soup, everyone could still get a bowl.
She thought this way, and naturally she said it.
To everyone's surprise, Zhao Gang shook his head upon hearing this. Among the three people in charge, he was the oldest and knew the most fish products.
There were quite a few nice grouper in the bucket; they'd be fine steamed, but making soup with them would be a real waste.
"How about I pay for all these fish?"
Fu Wan thought for a moment and said that the bucket of fish cost about twenty or thirty yuan. It didn't sound like much, but it was actually a month's wages for an ordinary worker. It could buy half a pig and give the comrades a treat.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Gang's face darkened instantly upon hearing Fu Wan's words.
"Comrade Xiao Fu, you're being too formal with us. If you keep doing this, I'll be too embarrassed to ask you to go out on errands next time!"
Xu An nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
"That makes sense. Everyone stayed up all night tonight. I think we should stop passing the buck and hurry back. We have a lot of things to do later!"
Seeing that Zhao Gang and the other two looked like they wouldn't let her refuse, Fu Wan had no choice but to accept the half bucket of fish.
In addition to half a bucket of sea fish, the live water tank also contained two net bags of scallops.
This net is no ordinary net; its shape is somewhat similar to the oyster nets Fu Wan had seen at the aquaculture base. She glanced at it briefly but couldn't tell what kind of scallop it was.
It was off-white in color and two or three sizes larger than the black butterfly shell she had picked up before.
As for its weight, it's at least a hundred or two hundred pounds.
Fu Wan didn't think much of it. After Zhao Gang and the others finished their work, they instructed two comrades and Bai Qianzhou to take Xu Laobie's boat back to Fu Wan and Zhang Fugui.
As for them, they definitely had to rush back to camp.
The three ships made quite a commotion as they started up, and Fu Wan stood on the deck looking at the sky, which was already turning orange-red.
The seawater had turned a brilliant red, and with a gust of sea breeze, the waves rippled, making the orange-red patches of the sea seem as if they were sprinkled with diamonds, sparkling brilliantly.
How beautiful!
Fu Wan couldn't help but sigh. Bai Qianzhou came over from the cockpit and, seeing Fu Wan on the deck, handed her a water bottle.
"Ah Wan, eat something first."
He was holding two packs of compressed biscuits in his hand. As soon as Fu Wan took the kettle, she could feel the steam rising from it.
"Is it hot?"
"Warm water; drinking cold water in the morning is bad for your stomach."
"Thanks."
Fu Wan was touched, and her ears burned slightly as she took the water. And indeed, a sip of warm water was quite refreshing at that moment.
Although the compressed biscuits were a bit dry, Fu Wan knew that for Bai Qianzhou and the comrades in the camp, these compressed biscuits were actually a very good ration.
Back in wartime, let alone compressed biscuits, even leaves, rats, snakes, and the like were all edible foods.
The two stood on the deck and enjoyed the sunrise over the sea. Although Bai Qianzhou originally had several more days of vacation, he had to cancel his vacation and return to the camp to stand by because a comrade was injured during the capture of Matsui Eigen last night.
Not only was his vacation cut short, but Qin Anning, who was sleeping at home at the moment, would also have to go back to the camp with Bai Qianzhou later.
There was no other way; the sonar had to be disassembled before it could be brought back to camp, and that was precisely Qin Anning's area of ​​responsibility.
The comrades at the camp sailed very fast, and in less than an hour, Fu Wan saw the familiar dock of Fu Family Village.
At the same time, there were more ships on the sea.
It didn't rain last night, so many villagers ate dinner early and went out to sea in their boats.
Of course, they don't go to particularly far places. They take a boat for about one or two hours, haul in a few nets, and return to the dock around dawn.
If you're lucky, you can earn enough in one night to feed a family for more than half a month.
Of course, some were unlucky, but ever since Fu Wan came back, the sea catches have been plentiful. Everyone was inspired by those catches, and even if they didn't catch anything in the first or second net, they would still mutter that the next net would definitely have something.
There may be some mystical factors involved, or perhaps the spirit of perseverance of the villagers moved the goddess Mazu. People from Fujia Village who go out to sea generally have good sea voyages. Not to mention anything else, they can still earn the money for diesel fuel for the round trip.
With so many boats, they had to queue up and come in one by one when docking at the pier. As soon as the camp crew slowed down the boat, several other boats noticed this fishing boat that looked a bit unfamiliar.
There was nothing we could do; the ship wasn't flying any flags, and there wasn't even a fish or fishing net on the deck.
It doesn't really look like a fishing boat.
In fact, boats from other villages would dock at Fujia Village Wharf on weekdays, all in order to sell their goods to Fu San.
Especially after the cement road in Fujia Village was built, more people are willing to disembark at the dock in Fujia Village.
"Hey, isn't this Awan!"
Fu Wan heard her name called and looked in the direction of the sound.
On the deck of a fishing boat nearby, an aunt with her head wrapped in an old cloth and her cheeks chapped from the wind was curiously looking over.
"Good morning, Auntie!"
Fu Wan greeted her with a smile. This was Aunt Qian from the village. Her husband was two years younger than Fu Wan. They owned a second-hand tin boat and would occasionally go out to sea to trawle.
They are also a representative of the village's decent maritime transport and hardworking individuals.
She also knew her second son, Fu Wan, whose name was Fu Shuisheng and who was several years younger than Fu Wan.
"Ah Wan, you've gone out to sea? This boat looks unfamiliar, did you buy another one?"
"No, I had some business at sea, and someone brought me back."
"No wonder, I was wondering why this ship looked unfamiliar, and the deck was so clean."
Look at my boat, it's a complete mess as soon as it goes out to sea!
Fu Wan laughed and said, "A mess is the norm for our fishing boats. We can just pick through them and rinse them off."
"Auntie, how was your catch at sea today? Your basket is overflowing!"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qian was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.
"Wow, the harvest is pretty good!"
My husband and I spent the whole night online last night, and we caught thirty baskets of swimming crabs.
Ah Wan, the crabs are at their fattest now. Take some home to eat later, don't be shy with your auntie!
Aunt Qian wasn't just being polite; after the cement road in the village was built, her family was among the first to benefit.
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