A few days later, at three in the morning.
A gentle sea breeze caresses the fishing boats as they sway.
The Rising Sun has once again embarked on its fishing journey.
When we first set off, we could still see the lights of fishing boats on the sea. But as we sailed further away, the lights gradually diminished until we couldn't see a single light at all.
Each ship habitually sails towards the waters it is familiar with.
In the cockpit, Ah-Can focused intently on the road ahead, controlling the direction of the Rising Sun.
Meanwhile, Feng Ye, who had nothing to do, lay on the deck to catch up on sleep.
Anyway, Ah-chan is very enthusiastic about sailing, and his skills have improved.
He was tired of driving in his previous life, so he was happy to have some peace and quiet and let Ah-Can drive it all by himself.
Two hours later, the sky began to lighten, and it was getting light.
They are almost at their destination.
Ah-Can was about to wake Feng-Ye and have him go to the cabin to pull out the trawl net, preparing for the work before setting the net.
Just then, he saw a large number of seabirds suddenly appear in the sky ahead, flying from south to north.
It was a dark, dense mass, so dark it blotted out the sky, stretching for countless kilometers, with no end in sight.
Seabirds? Schools of fish?
Ah-Can's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the sky ahead.
At the same time, he accelerated and sped off.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, wake up, don't sleep."
He didn't forget to shout loudly at the sleeping Feng Ye.
Feng Ye vaguely heard A-Can's call, quickly opened his eyes, and jumped up.
"What's wrong? Have we arrived yet?"
He stretched and, without waiting for Ah-Can's reply, instinctively walked towards the cabin.
This has become a habit.
Every time they went out to sea at dawn, after he fell asleep, as long as Ah-Can called him, it meant they had arrived at the sea area to set the nets.
"No, what's that over there?"
Feng Ye looked in the direction A-Can was pointing and saw that the sky was filled with seabirds.
"Holy crap, so many seabirds?"
He was immediately shocked. "There's a school of fish, a huge school of fish, probably stretching for several kilometers. Let's drive over and take a look."
"That's already the maximum speed, the accelerator is floored."
"Damn, I'm really lucky today. I actually encountered a school of fish. I'll go get the trawl net out and get ready."
Feng Ye excitedly ran into the cabin, moved the trawl net to the stern, and then tidied it up.
With such a large school of fish, we don't need to worry about anyone else today; we can just follow the school and trawle.
We still don't know what kind of fish they are.
After thinking for a moment, he ran into the cabin and took out some buoys.
This is a bottom trawl net, and you can tell without even looking that the fish are in the middle or upper layers of the water.
Therefore, it is necessary to increase buoyancy by adding more buoys to keep the trawl net afloat.
Otherwise, fishing efficiency will be greatly reduced.
As he secured the buoys, the Rising Sun drew ever closer, and more seabirds came into view.
Seabirds swooped down one after another, snatched the fish, and then took flight again.
The sea surface was churning and splashing, as if it were boiling.
This is clearly caused by too many fish at the bottom of the water constantly churning.
Ah-chan recognized the type of fish and exclaimed, "Sardines! It's a school of sardines!"
"What? Sardines? So we're caught in a sardine storm!"
"That's right, it's a sardine run," Ah-Can said excitedly. "Didn't you encounter one when you went fishing in the South China Sea last time? I didn't expect to encounter it again today."
"Yes, the last time was in the South China Sea. I didn't expect to encounter it again in the near sea this time, and at this time of year."
Feng Ye spoke excitedly, but his hands did not stop. He quickly tied all the buoys together and the trawl net was ready.
They've hit the jackpot today!
It's already the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and autumn has already begun. Logically speaking, the sardine migration shouldn't be happening at this time.
In particular, the migration from south to north should be completed in the summer.
However, no one can predict what will happen in the sea.
For example, in Moalboal, Philippines, known as the "home of sardine storms," sardine storms are almost a year-round occurrence.
"Ah Chan, drive the boat directly into the school of fish and then slow down."
"good."
A look of excitement appeared on Ah-Can's face.
The Rising Sun continued its journey, gradually entering the heart of the spectacular sardine run.
Ah-Can also slowed down, his eyes shining as he looked at the sea: "Brother Ye, we can set off now."
Feng Ye nodded, took a deep breath, and forcefully threw the trawl net into the sea.
As the trawl net slowly sank into the sea, the tow line was released, creating a series of delicate ripples on the surface.
The trawl net moved slowly in the seawater, like a giant tongue, greedily devouring everything in the sea.
With such a great opportunity, he certainly wouldn't just sit idly by and wait for the net to be pulled up.
He quickly ran back to the cabin and retrieved the hand net, tidying it up as he walked toward the deck.
The trawling speed is very low, only three or four nautical miles per hour, which is about the same as the walking speed of a person, so hand-thrown nets are perfectly usable.
When he reached the side of the boat, the hand-thrown net was already prepared, and he cast it into the sea as soon as he set up the helm.
The hand-thrown net spreads out in the air, almost forming a circle, reaching its maximum size.
As the hand-thrown net fell into the sea, it immediately caught a large number of sardines.
After waiting for a while, the sinker and net had sunk to a certain depth, so Feng Ye started to climb up.
As soon as he pulled hard, his face changed: "Holy crap, it's so heavy!"
This net probably caught at least 150 pounds, much more than he expected.
This shows how densely packed the sardines are underneath.
It's so heavy, he couldn't possibly lift it up by his own strength alone.
But it's okay, there's a crane on the ship.
Aren't mechanical equipment meant to solve problems that are beyond the reach of human labor?
The crane started up, the steel cable descended rapidly, hooked the traction rope of the hand-thrown net, and then slowly rose up, dragging a net full of sardines onto the deck.
"Splash!"
Feng Ye untied the net, and countless slender, flat fish shimmered in the sunlight, cascading down like a silver waterfall.
There were no other kinds of fish, only sardines.
"Wow, so many! I'm rich!..."
Ah-Can also saw it from the driver's seat, his eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed in astonishment.
These sardines are cheap, small, and light, costing only about two cents per pound.
But that's not a problem. As long as the quantity is large and there are buyers, even the cheapest fish can make a lot of money.
The net that Feng Ye pulled was worth at least 30 yuan.
"Continue, continue."
Feng Ye excitedly prepared his hand-throwing net, not wanting to stop for a moment.
What a great opportunity! You can make tens of dollars just by casting a net. Is there any better way to make money?
If we don't seize this opportunity to cast our nets now, when will we ever get another chance?
As for the sardines that covered half the deck, just let them lie there.
At that moment, there was no time to pack them into baskets and carry them into the cabin.
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