The squid and other goods that were to be kept were pushed back to the workshop by Feng Jiaqing and his team first.
Feng Ye and A-Can stayed behind to sell the goods.
"Oh ho, you guys ran into a school of needlefish too?"
The Feng family was stunned for a moment when they saw the goods they were moving into the store.
Feng Ye nodded: "Yeah, we just happened to run into each other."
Feng Jiafa sighed, "You guys are really lucky. You're all safe and sound, and you even got so many needlefish for free. Unlike others, who lost their lives."
"Damn, what are you saying? Do you want us to go see Mazu too?"
Feng Ye rolled his eyes and said irritably.
Feng Jiafa quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that..."
"Alright, you don't need to explain, I understand, hurry up and weigh it."
Feng Ye also knew that Feng Jiafa had spoken carelessly, which was why his words were ambiguous.
Feng Jiafa smiled awkwardly: "Alright, alright, I'll weigh it for you now."
"By the way, what's the price of needlefish?"
Needlefish are cheap, only 35 cents.
This price was within Feng Ye's expectations.
He mentally estimated that the 600-plus kilograms would be worth more than 200 yuan, which was not bad.
As for the price of the tapes, he knew without asking: 30 cents each.
He used to occasionally find some when he went beachcombing, and after selling them a few times, he naturally knew their price.
Don't be fooled by the exorbitant price of dried scallops; it doesn't mean the tapes are also expensive.
Scallops are actually a very cheap type of seafood.
The reason is simple: the only edible part of scallops is the dried scallop, which is small and becomes even lighter after being dried.
I counted them; this basket and a half of straps contained a total of 128 straps.
If they were to dry the scallops themselves, they could only dry a maximum of three jin (1.5 kg) of scallops.
This is because these belts are large.
This clearly demonstrates its high cost, which naturally leads to its high price.
Of course, they won't go out in the sun.
However, they didn't sell them all; they only sold 100 and kept the remaining 28 to eat.
The needlefish weighed as expected, 670 catties, and sold for 235.2 yuan.
Including the trawler catch and the strails, we sold a total of 356 yuan today.
If we include the squid, the Rising Sun's haul today has exceeded a thousand.
Moreover, Feng Jiaqing and Feng Jialing also caught more than 800 jin of squid.
If you add it all up, the profit will definitely exceed 2,000 yuan.
A bumper harvest!
After receiving the money, they were all beaming with joy, looking forward to going out to sea again the next day.
Although we experienced some close calls today, we shouldn't let a minor setback prevent us from enjoying life.
When it's time to go to sea, we should still go to sea.
Unfortunately, the weather turned against them. Around 4 p.m. the next day, just as they were getting into the swing of catching squid, the weather changed.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and the wind and waves rose.
It was still so early, but it felt like evening, almost dark.
Seeing this, the two had no choice but to quickly pack up and set sail back to port.
"This rain couldn't have come at the worst possible time."
Ah-Can, holding the helm, looked at the dark sky and said with great regret.
"It's like the sky wanting to rain, or a mother wanting to remarry; there's nothing you can do about it."
Looking at the terrible weather outside, Feng Ye felt quite helpless.
Ah-Can frowned: "I wonder how long this rain will last, and when it will stop?"
"It shouldn't be too long, after all, it's summer."
Even so, Feng Ye was not sure.
No one can predict what will happen in the heavens, not even the weather forecast.
"It's either windy or rainy all year round, so the time to go out to sea is only about half a year..."
Finally, Ah-Can couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh, "Sigh..."
"That's just how the weather is at sea, what can you do about it?"
Feng Ye shrugged. "Just consider it a rest. What else can we do? Who would dare to risk working in this kind of weather?"
"But the squid season waits for no one; once it's over, we'll have to wait until next year."
"We can't take the risk. Squid season comes every year, but if people are gone, we'll have nothing left."
"I know, I'm just expressing my feelings."
Ah-chan said with a wry smile, and then said nothing more.
The only sound in the driver's cab was the roar of the engine.
After brewing for half an hour, the heavens finally couldn't hold back any longer and poured down a torrential downpour.
Large raindrops pounded against the deck and cabin roof, making a dense, rhythmic sound.
Huge waves surged on the sea, causing the ship to rock violently.
Fortunately, all was well and both boats returned to the dock safely.
It's still unknown how long this rain will last, so the squid caught today can't be dried and they have no choice but to sell them.
Yesterday, the price of squid dropped by five cents, and today it dropped by another five cents, leaving it at only 1.1 yuan.
Moreover, I returned more than two hours early today, resulting in a significant reduction in my harvest.
The two boats together yielded less than a thousand catties of squid, only 926 catties.
But it's not bad, it's over 1000 yuan.
After selling the fish and returning home, Feng Ye went into the workshop to check on how the squid was drying.
Inside the warehouse, bamboo curtains covered with squid were everywhere, and because of limited space, they were stacked together.
There are two ways to dry squid.
One method is to lay the cloth flat on a bamboo mat or fishing net to dry it.
Another method is hanging to dry, which involves drilling a hole in the squid's tail and hanging it up with a rope to dry.
However, hanging the clothes to dry is a bit more troublesome.
The squid must be spread out with bamboo strips to prevent it from curling up and affecting drying, and also for a more aesthetically pleasing appearance.
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