"No matter how much, you've made a fortune."
A hint of envy flashed in Feng Jiafa's eyes. "I just want to get some benefit from your success and have a taste of what you have."
"Once I find a big ship and buy it, it'll be fine for me to go to sea with you, right?"
"Of course, no problem. We can look out for each other when we go out to sea together, which is safer. As long as you're not afraid of the hard work at sea, that's fine."
Feng Ye smiled and nodded.
What else can he do? Can he just openly refuse?
"I've been to sea before, this little bit of hardship is nothing."
Feng Jiafa laughed and then asked, "How many days do you plan to stay at sea this time?"
"It's not clear yet, we'll see."
Who can predict what will happen at sea?
If there are no storms, I'll try to stay a few more days; if there are storms, I'll have to come back earlier.
"It's been raining so much these past few days, and it's just after the Dragon Boat Festival, so it should be sunny for a while."
Feng Ye shrugged: "Who knows? It all depends on whether God will be kind to us or not."
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye..."
At this moment, the supplies on the cart were all moved to the delivery boat, and Ah-Can was calling him.
"They're here."
Feng Ye responded and then said to Feng Jiafa, "Uncle Fa, I'm getting on the boat now. I'll come back to have tea with you later."
"Okay, go ahead, I won't take up any more of your time."
Feng Jia waved his hand, "I wish you a fruitful return and another big profit."
"Haha, then I'll take your good wishes."
Feng Ye smiled and then walked towards the small boat whose engine had already been started.
Feng Xuan, A-Can, and the boatmen had all boarded the boat and were waiting for him.
In the wheelhouse, Feng Jialing was steering the boat, taking them out.
As soon as he boarded the boat, Feng Xuan, who was standing at the bow, used a bamboo pole to propel the boat away from the dock.
Then, the small boat turned around and slowly headed towards the Dong Sheng, which was anchored in the middle of the sea.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the crew of the Harvest ship, parked next to the Dong Sheng ship, were already in place.
Feng Ye knew without asking that Xiao Guowen must have brought them over.
"Uncle Jun, you've arrived early! Have you been waiting long?"
"I didn't wait long, I was only a little earlier than you. Look, I just finished packing my things."
"I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer. We'll set off once we've loaded everything onto the boat."
"No rush, take your time..."
As they were talking, the small boat slowly pulled up beside the Dong Sheng.
Immediately, the ship's crew got to work, moving the supplies one by one onto the Dong Sheng.
After everything was loaded onto the ship, Feng Ye said to Xiao Zhaojun, "Uncle Jun, we can set off now."
The engines of both ships were started almost simultaneously.
With the roar of the engines, the two large ships slowly began to move, and after raising their anchors, they accelerated one after the other.
Harvest led the way, with A-Can piloting East Rising behind.
The two ships circled half of White Stone Island before heading towards the town's dock.
More than forty minutes later, the two ships slowly slowed down and approached the shore.
The town's docks are quite busy right now, with large ships coming to refuel and add ice.
Everyone had similar ideas; they all chose to depart in the afternoon so that the boat could sail in the evening.
The two ships split up and acted separately.
Ah-Can and Xiao Guowu each led a few people to purchase supplies such as rice, flour, and cooking oil. Ye Chenliang, who was waiting at the dock, also went along.
Feng Ye and Xiao Zhaojun disembarked and went to a nearby ice factory to purchase ice.
Because there were many boats adding ice, they waited quite a while before it was their turn, and then followed a van back to the side of the boat.
There are two kinds of ice: one is crushed, and the other is in whole blocks.
Whole blocks of ice are cheaper, but neither ship has an ice crusher or a seawater tank, so they don't need one.
So they bought crushed ice and added it directly to the cabin through pipes.
After adding ice, diesel fuel was added.
After all that work, more than an hour had passed, and the people who purchased the supplies had already returned.
"Alright, let's go now."
"Let's go, let's go..."
After confirming that all personnel had arrived, the two ships sailed away from the dock one after the other, heading towards the vast sea.
This is when it truly begins to go global.
Ah-Can was still piloting the Dong Sheng, while Feng Xuan watched from the side.
Feng Ye pulled Ye Chenliang aside to ask about his mother-in-law's condition. He learned that it wasn't too serious; it was just a sprain, and no bones were broken. Only then did he feel relieved.
At this moment, the other boatmen were also chatting and laughing on the deck, all in high spirits.
Perhaps because everyone received a commission and a bonus of 205 yuan each on the last voyage, they all hoped to have the same reward on this voyage.
But soon after they finished dinner, they all had to go to bed.
A trip to sea only offers free time on the way out and on the return journey; the rest of the time is spent resting.
Being a fisherman is an extremely arduous and monotonous profession.
Imagine spending your days and years on a ship, doing the same work, living with the sea and battling the wind and waves. The hardship and loneliness you experience are unimaginable to those on land.
Only those who live far from the sea and have never been to sea will find going out to sea fun and full of novelty.
For people living by the sea, especially older fishermen, life at sea is tough, with wind and sun making it very hard.
Actually, their boats are alright; they can go ashore every few days to rest and see their wives and children.
Those deep-sea fishing vessels that stay at sea for months, or even half a year or a year, are truly a torturous place to work.
Not only do they suffer physically, but they also have to endure tremendous mental pressure.
After the sun set, everyone ate dinner and went to rest, leaving only Feng Ye and A-Can to keep watch for the rest of the night.
Once they reached the fishing area, they would wake Feng Xuan up to start the boat, then cast the nets, and the two of them could go to sleep.
The sky gradually darkened, and night fell.
At night at sea, all is quiet except for the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull, producing a low and rhythmic sound.
On the sea, one or two ships can occasionally be seen sailing at night, their faint lights flashing as they navigate through the darkness.
However, due to the different flight path, they quickly disappeared from sight.
The journey was incredibly boring. Feng Ye sat in the seat next to the wheelhouse, gazing at the vast ocean, his thoughts drifting far away.
Ah-Can focused intently on steering the boat, following behind the Harvest, maintaining a safe distance, and sailing steadily.
At first, they could chat and joke around, but as time went on, they both gradually fell silent.
The two ships sailed forward at a steady, economical speed, one after the other.
Nearly nine hours later, around 3 a.m., Xiao Zhaojun's voice came through the radio.
"We've arrived. Let's log off and do our homework here."
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