Feng Ye returned to the driver's seat, glanced at his watch, and asked, "Ah Can, do you want to go to sleep?"
Ah-chan was on the boat during the first half of the night, and now it's his turn to be on duty.
Ah-Can waved his hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "No need, I'm full of energy right now, let's talk about it after the internet is up."
Seeing that he was so interested, Feng Ye didn't insist and said with a smile, "Alright then, just tell me if you're really sleepy."
He sat back down on the chair next to him, his eyes fixed on the fish detector screen, observing the movement of the fish and reporting back to Feng Xuan and Xiao Zhaojun as needed.
After staring at it for a while, he said with some surprise, "Hey, it seems like the school of fish is coming this way."
"Really?"
Ah-Can's eyes widened as he stared intently at the screen.
Feng Ye pointed at the screen: "Look, if it wasn't moving towards us, but in another direction, the distance wouldn't be decreasing so quickly. It's almost right under our ship."
"It really is."
Ah-Can nodded vigorously, his face full of disbelief. "Holy crap, how come these fish are actually coming to our doorstep?"
Feng Ye also found it strange and guessed, "They might be looking for food. There might be plenty of bait here to attract them."
"Looking for food?"
Ah-Can thought for a moment, then pondered, "Could it be that they came for the fish and shrimp that were attracted by the lights near our boat?"
"That's possible. Many fish and shrimp are attracted to light. Just now when we were down there, we did see many fish and shrimp being attracted to the surface of the sea."
Feng Ye nodded slightly, then sighed, "It's a pity they're all small fish and shrimp, not worth catching."
"Hehe, it's not bad now. It's attracted a big school of fish, which is much better than those small fish and shrimp."
"What if this school of fish isn't foraging for food, but rather small fish and shrimp attracted by the light, such as anchovies, bream, or herring?"
Ah-Can looked at him with a resentful expression: "Brother Ye, you used to always say I was a jinx, how come you're a jinx now? Can't you wish for something good?"
"Haha, just kidding."
Feng Ye patted A-Can on the shoulder, "You didn't even look closely, the fish probe isn't showing small fish and shrimp."
"Hey, this signal strength is definitely not something small fish and shrimp can have. It seems we're in luck today, maybe we can really make a big harvest."
A hint of anticipation flashed in Ah-Can's eyes, and his hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the steering wheel.
The school of fish drew closer and closer, and the red dots on the screen overflowed the border, their color as deep as blood.
Just then, they heard a gasp from the deck below.
"Look! A school of fish! So many fish!"
His voice was filled with unbelievable excitement and exhilaration.
Feng Ye and A-Can exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
They were surprised to find the fish so close that the people on deck could see them clearly.
Both of them craned their necks curiously and looked down through the porthole.
The seawater around the fishing boat seemed to be boiling and churning, with fish constantly leaping out of the water and splashing water everywhere.
The boatmen excitedly ran to the hold and brought out their hand-throwing nets and hand-scooping nets.
"I'll go down and take a look."
Feng Ye quickly got up and ran to the deck in two strides.
"Why……"
Ah-chan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
He was also curious and wanted to go down to the deck to take a look.
However, the boat still needs someone to steer it and cannot be left unattended for too long.
The Dong Sheng and Feng Shou ships are not far away, so we must maintain a safe distance and not let them deviate from their course.
He sighed helplessly and could only run to the platform outside the driver's cab to take a look.
Feng Ye went down to the deck, ran to the side of the ship, and leaned out to look at the water.
"Holy crap, bombfish, they're all bombfish..."
Feng Ye was surprised, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
The bombfish were so densely packed that they resembled clouds, their silver scales shimmering on their bellies, like a flowing galaxy.
As the fishing boat moved forward, the bomb fish followed.
"Could this large school of fish be bomb fish?"
Puzzled, he ran to the bow of the boat and shone a flashlight into the sea ahead.
The beam of the flashlight pierced through the sea, illuminating an even more spectacular sight of fish ahead.
The bombfish swim in huge schools, tumbling and surging in the seawater, their sheer numbers are astonishing.
Some swam straight ahead, while many others were attracted by the lights and food and followed the fishing boats.
Bomb fish are naturally phototactic fish.
Feng Ye was overjoyed; this was simply a godsend!
The boatmen were already busy, some using hand nets and others using throwing nets, cheering as they fished.
"Go, hurry up and catch them all..."
"Hurry up, everyone, let's try to grab as much as possible..."
"My goodness, this is too much..."
"So many, so big..."
"Damn it, someone help me! This net is too big, I can't pull it up."
Feng Ye quickly ran over to help, grabbed the net rope, and pulled it up with all his might, encouraging him, "Come on, this is a rare opportunity, hurry up and catch as many as possible."
Everyone responded without turning their heads and continued working diligently.
The atmosphere on the ship was incredibly lively, with everyone immersed in the joy of the catch.
The area around the boat was teeming with bomb fish; a quick scoop with a hand net could easily net one or two, or even more.
The fishing effect of hand-thrown nets is even more amazing, catching several fish with each throw.
These bomb fish are quite large; the smaller ones weigh over ten pounds, the normal ones weigh around twenty or thirty pounds, and the larger ones can even reach fifty or sixty pounds. There are quite a few of them.
This makes the fishing extremely efficient, but it also brings problems.
Because the fish caught in the net were too many and too big, many times he couldn't pull them up by himself and needed help.
Moreover, hand-thrown nets are also easily damaged.
Sure enough, the hand-thrown net in Luo Zhiping's hand tore a big hole after only two uses, and it looks like it's about to be ruined. It probably won't last much longer.
Feng Ye helped the boatman pull up the net, and quickly grabbed a hand net and stretched it into the sea to scoop some up as well.
While a hand-thrown net can catch more fish, it's too troublesome, requiring you to unravel the fish and tidy up the net, making it far less convenient and efficient than a hand-landing net.
In fact, overall, the fishing efficiency of the two types of nets is about the same.
The main reason is that the bomb fish are big enough that every one of them that is caught is heavy.
For smaller fish, the advantages of a hand-thrown net become apparent.
After scooping for a while, Feng Ye felt his hands getting sore, so he stopped to catch his breath.
By this time, many bombfish were scattered on the deck, some still struggling, others already quiet.
There are at least thirty or forty, or even more, based on visual inspection.
The smaller ones weighed a dozen kilograms, while the larger ones weighed fifty or sixty kilograms, with a total weight estimated to be over a thousand kilograms.
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