Fishing lines without bait should not be baited again; they should be untied and neatly arranged.
It seems like we won't be able to go fishing today.
After tidying up the fishing lines and putting them in the cabin, everyone sat on the deck under the sun, watching the boat get closer and closer.
After waiting for quite a while, the ship finally approached and stopped next to the Rising Sun.
This is a professional salvage vessel. There are many people standing on the deck at the bow, including Jiang Dequan, the director of the cultural relics bureau.
Jiang Dequan smiled and said to Feng Ye and the others, "You've worked hard these past few days keeping watch here."
Fang Yi, the only retired public servant still on the payroll, saluted: "It wasn't hard at all; on the contrary, we had a lot of fun."
The others also greeted them; although they were not public officials, they still knew basic manners.
Jiang Dequan waved his hand, indicating that everyone should not be so polite, and then asked curiously, "What did you guys play?"
Feng Ye laughed and said, "What else can you do in the ocean? Fish, of course."
Jiang Dequan smiled and didn't ask them about their fishing. Instead, he asked, "Have any boats come here these past few days?"
"They came for the first two days, but we chased them away, and then no more boats came," Fang Yi said. "Whatever these people salvaged was taken back by Elder Yuan and the village committee."
"That's good." Jiang Dequan nodded. "Comrade Fang Yi, come up here for a moment. You've been underwater before and know the situation on the seabed. Come up and talk to the salvage team so they can go back down to explore."
As he spoke, a rope ladder was lowered from the salvage vessel.
The salvage vessel is much larger and taller than the small Rising Sun.
Compared to it, the Rising Sun is like a child leaning against an adult.
"good."
Fang Yi and the other two responded, then grabbed the rope ladder and climbed onto the deck of the salvage ship one after another.
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