Otherwise, with his small wooden boat, he could take his elder brother out to sea once or twice, but if it happened too often, not only would he be unhappy, but Ye Qingling would probably also have some complaints.
"Mom, I'm going to set up fish traps and longline fishing."
Feng Ye gave instructions, pushed the cart out, put the longline fishing rods he had made and the fish traps he had bought on the cart, thought for a moment, then took a few snakeskin bags and sand shovels with him, and pulled it toward the dock.
His little wooden boat was back in the sea yesterday and is currently soaking on the dock.
Upon arriving at the dock, we loaded our goods onto the ship and pushed a cart to Feng Jiafa's purchasing point.
"Uncle Fa, leave the cart here for now. Keep an eye on it and don't let it get lost. Also, weigh out some small fish and live shrimp for me."
"I'm in business, I don't have time to watch over your things."
As Feng Jiafa spoke, his hands never stopped, and he quickly weighed out the items Feng Ye wanted.
"I don't care, you figure it out. Keep accounts. We don't have any money on us right now, but we'll settle it when we get back and there's stock. If we don't have any stock, we'll talk about it next time."
Feng Ye didn't stand on ceremony with the Feng family. He picked up the small fish and live shrimp, dropped the cart, and turned to leave.
After untying the mooring ropes, jumping onto the boat, setting up the oars, and just as I was about to start rowing, Ah-Can's voice came from the dock.
"Brother Ye, wait for me."
"Ah-Can, what brings you here?"
Feng Ye turned around and saw Ah Can panting heavily, carrying a bucket in his hand.
“I went to your house to find you, wanting to go out to sea with you. Your mother said you were at the dock, so I came over right away.”
"Then hurry up."
Feng Ye was bored at sea alone, and it was just perfect to have someone to talk to.
Ah-Can jumped onto the boat in two quick steps and said very conscientiously, "Brother Ye, I'll row."
As he spoke, he took the oar from Feng Ye's hand.
With the oars propelling it, the small wooden boat slowly glides towards the sea.
The tide had just receded, so we were going with the current, and rowing didn't require much effort.
Going out to sea during high tide is much more difficult.
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