"No, this thing has too many bones, it's too much trouble to eat, I'd rather eat other fish."
Han Qiwen shook his head. "After I finish hauling in the last net this afternoon, I'll go to the fish hold and take a few fish to put aside."
Every time he returned, Feng Ye would let the boatmen take some seafood back to eat; they could take as much as they wanted.
Anyway, they're all caught by ourselves, and there's plenty of them, so we don't feel bad about taking them.
However, they are also careful not to take the more expensive items; they only pick the cheaper, or even worthless, items.
Feng Ye did not insist.
Nowadays, most people don't care much about the taste of food; they care more about whether it can fill their stomachs.
Take pork as an example. In the future, bones will be more expensive than meat, and ribs may even sell for more than twice the price of pork.
But now, no matter what kind of bones they are, they are sold together with the meat, otherwise they won't sell.
Fish like ribbonfish, which have many bones and little meat and are troublesome to eat, are not very popular, no matter how delicious they are.
On the contrary, fish with more meat, even if they don't taste as good, are still popular.
"What a pity, such delicious food, but it doesn't fetch a good price now."
"What good is freshness? It has more bones than meat. The price is only higher around Qingming Festival, when it can sell for about one yuan."
Han Qiwen curled his lip, "Now, it's even cheaper than Mei Tong, it can only sell for 80 cents."
Feng Ye's lips twitched; it really didn't sell for more than a dollar.
"Eight cents is fine too."
He forced a smile and said, then added jokingly, "If there are fewer ribbonfish in the future, the price might become outrageously high."
"Less? How could it be less?"
Han Qiwen scoffed, "They're everywhere in the sea. We can take as many as we want; how could we take too few?"
Feng Ye didn't bother arguing with him about such a pointless matter; time would tell.
"Let's pick some out; we can always make some money from it."
"That's true. It looks like it weighs a thousand or eight hundred pounds, so it can sell for several hundred yuan."
As Han Qiwen spoke, he began to pick through the items.
Feng Ye also pulled over a basket and threw the ribbonfish into it one by one.
After picking through the top layer, he rummaged around a bit to see if there was anything else buried underneath, and unexpectedly discovered a yellow cylinder.
It was just being held down by a fish, so it wasn't fully visible; only a small part of it was showing, and for a moment, no one could tell what it was.
He tapped it with his knuckles in confusion and found that it seemed quite hard, not like plastic or anything like that; it appeared to be a metal object.
He was even more puzzled as to what this thing was.
After moving all the fish that were pressing down on top to one side, the cylinder was finally revealed.
This thing is quite long, and it's also quite strange.
The head is hemispherical, while the tail has not only a tail fin but also a propeller.
Upon seeing this, Feng Ye was startled and his expression changed drastically.
"Holy crap..."
He sprang up and took several steps back.
He recognized it.
"What's going on?"
Han Qiwen and Ye Chenliang looked at Feng Ye with some confusion, not understanding why he suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost.
Feng Ye pointed to the yellow cylinder: "Torpedo, this looks like a torpedo."
"What? A torpedo?"
Both of them couldn't help but change color and quickly took a few steps back, their expressions filled with terror.
At the same time, their eyes were fixed on the yellow cylinder in the pile of fish.
Ye Chenliang swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "It really does look like a torpedo. I've seen it in movies."
Han Qiwen asked in a trembling voice, "How... how could there be a torpedo here?"
He then remembered that it did indeed look remarkably like the torpedoes in the movies.
"Damn it, how did we manage to retrieve a torpedo? What do we do now?"
"Throw it back into the sea. It's too dangerous to keep it on the boat. We don't know if it will explode."
"Who's going to throw it? Do you dare?"
"I dare not..."
"Then what else is there to say?"
"Even if I dared, I couldn't move it by myself; we'd have to all work together..."
The two men recognized the object as a torpedo and retreated further and further as they spoke, until they were back on the foredeck and at the stern.
They didn't even consider that if this thing really exploded, what good would it do to retreat to the stern?
They were just terrified and instinctively retreated to a distance.
Feng Ye was also quite frightened; his heart was pounding wildly, and his eyes were fixed on the yellow cylinder.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his fear and calming himself down.
"Don't rush, let's see if this thing is really a torpedo, or maybe it just looks like one."
Besides, even if it really was a torpedo, we've already retrieved it, what else can we do?
It exploded, and we had nowhere to run, right?
After hearing what he said, Han Qiwen and Ye Chenliang thought about it and realized that it made sense.
Now that we're on a ship in the middle of the ocean, if this thing were to explode, there's no point in hiding anywhere; we'd definitely be blown to bits.
Instead of hiding at the stern and deceiving ourselves, we should go forward and see for ourselves.
Suppressing their fear, the two slowly walked back to the foredeck and approached the torpedo-shaped cylinder.
Even if I'm going to die, I want to take a good look at this thing before I die.
Ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to see a real torpedo.
Of course, they only looked and didn't dare to touch it.
They were all afraid that if they touched something they shouldn't have, it might cause an explosion, and then they would be truly doomed.
"This torpedo looks so new, it doesn't even have any rust."
"Yeah, I don't know how we ended up here, and I've never heard of any fighting."
"It was probably launched from a submarine. Even if there was a real war underwater, we wouldn't know, and it wouldn't be reported."
Feng Ye frowned and looked carefully at the cylinder.
It is about 3 meters long and about 35 centimeters in diameter, with a tail fin and a small propeller.
In terms of both shape and construction, this thing does indeed resemble a lightweight torpedo.
anti-ship torpedoes
However, its surface is still very smooth, without any rust or mud or sand attached, and it doesn't look like it was fished out of the sea at all.
It's as if it had been floating in the water all along, and then was accidentally caught in a trawling net.
Feng Ye's doubts grew stronger.
Logically speaking, given the weight of a torpedo, it cannot remain suspended indefinitely after losing power; it will inevitably sink to the bottom.
Could it be that this isn't a torpedo?
What could that be?
Feng Ye's mind raced, considering all sorts of possibilities.
Unfortunately, he didn't know English.
There were rows of English letters and numbers on the cylinder, but he couldn't understand what they meant at all.
Therefore, it is impossible to obtain any useful information from these letters and numbers.
Sudden……
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