However, the cart can only carry a small amount at a time, and it takes many trips to transport all the fish and shrimp on the boat. After that, the fish and shrimp can only be unloaded at the dock.
After unloading this cargo, Ah-Can steered out to continue loading the remaining fish and shrimp, while Feng-Ye stayed on the shore to watch over the boat.
By this time, the sun had already set, the sky was tinged with orange-red, and the afterglow spilled onto the dock, giving the busy people a golden halo.
Winter is here, the days are getting shorter and shorter, and it gets dark very quickly.
Fishing boats of all sizes have returned and are gradually docking at the shore.
Because of the cold weather, fishing boats return relatively early, usually making their way to shore before dark.
The dock was bustling with people, mostly fishermen and their families who came out to help receive the boats.
At the entrances of Feng Jiafa's, Lao Zhu's, and Lao Lin's purchasing points, queues of people had formed to sell their goods, chatting about their day's catch while waiting to have their goods weighed.
No one knows what Xiao Guowen has gone to do; he hasn't been seen at all.
With no other option, they had to make two more trips in their small boat to transfer the fish and shrimp from the Harvest to the shore.
By this time, Feng Ye had already returned and taken a walk around the workshop.
The workshop was bustling with activity. A group of women, wearing sleeves and aprons, scraped the fish scales off with knives, gutted the fish, and cleaned the internal organs thoroughly.
Each of them was skilled and quick.
The air was thick with the smell of fish, but it couldn't mask the murmurs and whispers among them.
Feng Ye first looked at the goods brought back by the Donglai ship that morning and found that only a small portion had been processed. Even if they worked all night, they might not be able to finish processing them all.
Now another 30,000 jin have arrived, and I don't know when we'll be able to finish them.
Fortunately, it was cold, so if we couldn't finish it in one day, we could leave it for the next day.
Each basket still had ice on top, so it wouldn't spoil in a day or two.
But we have to hurry and deal with it, because God won't wait for anyone. If the weather gets bad next, all our work will be for nothing.
He also asked his mother about the arrangements for the staff working all night.
The current group of people in the workshop have already worked most of the day, and it's impossible to let them continue working all night; we need to replace them.
"Don't worry about it. I've already called people who will come to take over after dinner. We'll continue tomorrow morning after the current team has rested."
"Try to find as many people as possible. There's too much stock, so we need to pack it up quickly and dry it while the weather is good."
"You don't need to tell me, I know what I'm doing."
Xiao Chunxiu said irritably, "All you do is talk, you never lift a finger. Either lend a hand, do anything, or get lost and stop getting in the way. I get annoyed just seeing you wandering around."
Feng Ye choked for a moment, touched his nose, and turned around to help clean the fish that had been gutted.
But he only worked until dinner time, and didn't go back into the workshop after that.
He needs to get up early tomorrow and get some rest to recharge.
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