"I see."
Feng Ye nodded and said, "Uncle Ling, go and get some sleep. I'll take over the helm."
"good."
Feng Jialing did not refuse and handed over the steering wheel to Feng Ye before going to the cabin to rest.
He had been driving intently for five or six hours, and it was nighttime, so he was indeed tired.
Under Feng Ye's control, the Rising Sun sped towards the fishing grounds.
There were hardly any fishing boats operating on the sea; they must have all gone out to catch small yellow croakers.
During the flood season, fishing boats from Fujian, Zhejiang, Shanghai and Jiangsu provinces and municipalities come to the Haizhongzhou fishing grounds to fish.
During peak fishing season, up to 10,000 fishing boats and more than 150,000 fishermen can operate here.
About an hour later, the Rising Sun gradually approached the outer edge of the fishing grounds.
Fishing boats finally came into view, densely packed like buoys on the sea.
The sight of the fishing grounds excited Feng Ye; it was exactly the bustling scene he had been hoping for.
He was about to open his mouth and shout for Ah-Can to get up and work when he saw Ah-Can crawl out of the cabin.
"Brother Ye, where are we?"
Ah-chan rubbed his eyes, clearly not fully awake yet.
"We've arrived at the fishing grounds. Hurry up and get ready to work."
"What? We're here already?"
Feng Ye pointed to the group of fishing boats ahead: "Look what's over there?"
When Ah-Can saw this, he was immediately shocked.
"Holy crap, there are so many fishing boats! Are they all at work?"
"Is this homework or just a joke?"
Feng Ye said irritably, "Don't just stand there like an idiot, hurry up and bring out the fishing net."
Ah-Can immediately perked up, quickly turned around, and ran into the cabin to move the trawl net.
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