Upon hearing this, Ah-Can excitedly asked, "A big croaker? Is it as big as the one we caught last time?"
"You're dreaming. You're only about ten pounds at most."
"I thought it would be much bigger, but it's so small. If we could get a 100-pound croaker, we'd have enough money to buy a boat."
"It's good enough to have something, don't be too greedy."
...
A few more days passed.
After another long and tiring day at sea, we returned to the dock.
Just as Ah-chan was navigating the boat to shore, he suddenly heard a loud whistle.
The words "Harvest" flashed into their minds instantly, and they subconsciously looked around to search for it.
Sure enough, at the protruding corner to the left rear, a large ship slowly approached.
The three large white characters "Harvest" were prominently printed on the bow of the ship.
This made the two of them extremely happy.
They're finally back; they've been looking forward to it for days.
Because the Harvest was too large and had a deep draft, it could not dock and had to be moored in the deep water outside the pier.
Therefore, Ah-chan immediately turned the Rising Sun around and headed straight for the deep water area.
This whistle likely identified the Rising Sun as a vessel, alerting them to pick up passengers and cargo.
This voyage of the Harvest Ship lasted a long time, eleven days, and we don't know how the harvest will be.
The two of them were quite looking forward to it.
Two boats, one large and one small, arrived at the deep water area one after the other.
After the Harvest Boat anchored and came to a complete stop, Ah-Can slowly steered the boat closer.
"father!"
Feng Ye saw Feng Jiaqing waiting by the ship's side, called out to him, and quickly threw the mooring rope over.
"Just got back from hauling the nets?"
As Feng Jiaqing asked the question, he picked up the cable and tied it up.
"right."
"What a coincidence! We turned around and saw you ahead, so Awen quickly honked his horn."
"It is quite a coincidence. If you had come back a few minutes later, we would have already moored the boat and started selling the goods."
Feng Ye craned his neck to look at the Harvest ship.
On the deck, there were many bamboo baskets filled with miscellaneous fish and shrimp, and baskets were being carried from the cabin onto the deck one by one.
Just as he was about to grab the edge of the boat and climb up, Feng Jiaqing asked, "Don't you have any empty baskets on your boat?"
"Yes, the harvest wasn't great today; there are still eight empty baskets."
"Bring them all over to pack the fish. There's still a huge pile that doesn't fit in baskets, so it's just sitting there in the hold."
"Did you bring back so many this time?"
Feng Ye was astonished. He remembered that there were quite a few baskets on the Harvest Ship, a full hundred.
This isn't enough to hold them all; how many small fry did they bring back?
It's probably no less than 6,000 jin.
"Didn't you say you wanted to keep more to dry in the sun? You even offered a high price of 5 cents."
"Yes, but I never expected there to be so many."
“Normally there wouldn’t be this many. It’s too hot, so we don’t dare keep them for long. Preserving them with ice is not cost-effective. Most of them were hauled up early this morning. A net full of small fish and shrimp is mostly filled with them.”
"Hehe, that's perfect for me, I'll go get the basket."
Feng Ye took the empty basket from the Rising Sun and delivered it to the Harvest, then climbed up the ship by grabbing the edge.
Feng Ye greeted the others and glanced at the bamboo baskets stacked on the deck.
I remember when the Harvest Ship came back, the fish they brought back were all mixed together, all kinds of fish.
But this time they were all sorted according to variety and put into different baskets.
It must have been thanks to his father, older brother, and Uncle Ling who sorted it during their free time. Others may have helped, or they may not have.
As for the small shrimp, they were all mixed together without being sorted.
Actually, there's no need to worry. After boiling, drying, and peeling, shrimp look almost identical, and non-professionals simply can't tell the difference.
He glanced around casually, then took the basket and went into the cabin.
He immediately noticed the mountain of miscellaneous fish piled inside, covered with a thin layer of ice.
These ice cubes were probably leftovers, and since they would have been wasted anyway, we might as well make the most of them.
These miscellaneous fish were not sorted; they were all mixed together.
Feng Ye estimated that this pile of miscellaneous fish would weigh no less than a thousand catties, and his eight empty baskets would not be enough to hold it all.
At this moment, Ah-Can also came in curiously to take a look, and was somewhat stunned.
Stop daydreaming and get to work.
He called to Ah-Can to help him put the fish into baskets, and then carried them outside.
Feng Jiaqing and Feng Xuan stood on the Rising Sun, receiving baskets of miscellaneous fish and shrimp handed down from the Harvest.
"Dad, Big Brother, we don't have enough baskets. Please put these baskets aside for now, and Ah Can and I will empty them later."
As Feng Ye spoke, he and A-Can handed the basket down.
"good."
In this deep water area, besides their two boats, there were three other large ships anchored.
However, these three boats are not fishing boats, but rather boats that have stopped here to collect jellyfish.
Small wooden boats that came back one after another to sell jellyfish watched with curiosity as the Harvest and Rising Sun ships bustled about.
Some small wooden boats that had sold all their jellyfish didn't rush to leave and lingered on the side.
It's too late to go out to sea.
They gathered together and discussed it, with some occasionally calling out to the Harvest and Rising Sun ships.
But everyone was busy and no one had the time or inclination to pay attention to them.
Feng Jiaqing and the others guessed what the three boats were for, and after asking Feng Ye and A Can briefly, they got the answers they wanted.
After all the baskets of miscellaneous fish and shrimp from the Harvest were moved to the Rising Sun, the deck of the Rising Sun was piled high with them.
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