Feng Ye immediately perked up and sat up straight.
"We've finally arrived. This journey has been incredibly long."
He muttered something to himself, then picked up the walkie-talkie and replied, "Uncle Jun, received. We'll slow down and disconnect immediately."
Ah-chan heard this and immediately reduced the throttle, slowing the boat down.
I also changed course a bit, no longer following closely behind the Harvest.
Feng Ye then went to the sleeping cabin and woke up Feng Xuan, asking him to start the boat.
After he and Ah-chan lowered the trawl net, they went to sleep.
As for asking the boatmen to help, there's no need; the two of them can handle it.
Let them sleep a little longer; they can get some rest before the first net is hauled in.
Once the nets are harvested, the work will continue non-stop, with no time to rest.
After Feng Xuan got up and started the boat, Feng Ye and A Can went down to the deck.
The trawl nets were ready long ago, just waiting to be released into the sea.
The two men worked together to lower the trawl net into the sea through the tail slide.
It is especially dangerous to use the internet at night due to poor visibility, so extra caution is needed.
After the trawl net was launched into the water and the net panels were removed and attached to the tow line, the two men quickly moved to a safe place and watched as the tow line, which resembled a winding snake, was pulled into the sea.
Once the towline was taut and the trawl net had been successfully lowered, the two greeted Feng Xuan and went to sleep.
Amidst the roar of the machines, Feng Ye slowly drifted off to sleep.
He felt like he had slept for a while, but it also felt like he hadn't slept at all; he was in a state of being half-asleep and half-awake.
When he was fully awake, he opened his eyes and saw that the person on the opposite bed had been replaced.
Ah Can had gotten up sometime earlier, and Feng Xuan, who was on night duty, was sleeping.
Feng Ye reached for his watch next to his pillow and saw that it was already past 9 o'clock.
Did you sleep that long?
He muttered something to himself, then sat up, put on his clothes, and went outside.
The blinding sunlight streamed through the windshield into the driver's cabin, causing him to squint.
The sky outside was a clear, cloudless blue, and the sun shone on the sea, making it sparkle.
In mid-air, seabirds soared and swooped down from time to time, skimming across the sea surface, snatching a fish in their beaks and creating ripples in the process.
Ah-chan was steering the boat, his gaze shifting back and forth between the deck and the sea ahead.
Noticing the movement behind him, he turned around and looked up: "Brother Ye, you're up?"
"Yes, I'm up."
Feng Ye responded, took a deep breath of the fresh sea air, and asked, "When did you get up? How long have you been up?"
Ah-Can smiled and said, "It wasn't long, just a little earlier than you, about half an hour."
Why didn't you call me?
"I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you."
Feng Ye glanced at Ye Chenliang and the other four, who were squatting on the foredeck sorting the catch.
"Is this the second internet cafe they've taken over?"
"Yes, I just put it away less than twenty minutes ago."
"In that case, the harvest doesn't look very good."
"It's really not good. It's less than 4,000 jin. It has all sorts of goods, but the key is that there's nothing of value."
Ah-chan's tone carried a hint of disappointment, "I asked about the first net we caught this morning, and the situation was similar."
"This is just the beginning, no rush, take it slow."
Feng Ye was mentally prepared for this and did not feel disappointed.
His ability to attract fish takes time to develop; the effect may not be obvious in the first day or two, and it depends more on luck.
Fishing at sea is all about luck; no one can say for sure where there are fish or where there aren't.
If there aren't many seafood in this area, no matter how good his ability to attract fish is, it's like a skilled cook trying to make a meal without ingredients.
Of course, such a thing is unlikely to happen.
"You steer the boat, I'll go down and take a look."
"I left you breakfast in the pot."
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Feng Ye went down to the deck and shoved his feet through the pile of fish with his rubber boots, but he didn't find anything interesting.
The catch from this net was very mediocre.
He looked up and glanced into the distance. About two kilometers away, the Harvest was also trawling, maintaining the same course.
I wonder how well they fared, and whether it was the same as what they did here?
Feng Ye looked at it for a while, then turned around to wash up and eat breakfast.
I had seafood porridge for breakfast, and the portion I left for him is still in the pot; it's a bit cold now.
He didn't mind, slurped up the whole thing, and washed the pot afterwards.
After breakfast, Feng Ye didn't stay idle either; he joined in, squatting on the deck sorting the catch.
The boss can't just not work!
Many hands make light work, and the amount of cargo in this net was not much. It was sorted out in just over an hour, leaving a pile of useless garbage on the deck.
After carrying baskets of cargo into the fish hold and covering them with crushed ice, the sailors used shovels to clean the deck, shoveling up and throwing away any unwanted cargo.
Feng Ye lit a cigarette, leaned against the ship's railing, and looked at the distant sea and sky merging into one.
Suddenly, a small black dot appeared on the sea in front of them.
Is this a ship or an island?
The small black dot was still quite a distance away from them, so they couldn't see it very clearly.
Feng Ye just muttered something out of curiosity, without paying much attention.
Whether it's a boat or an island, it doesn't matter; there's no chance of a collision. Ah-chan will naturally avoid it.
After he finished smoking, he stubbed out the cigarette and casually threw it into the sea.
All the trash at sea will eventually return to the ocean.
There's nothing we can do about it.
These days, few fishermen have any awareness of environmental protection.
He simply doesn't throw corrosive and non-biodegradable trash into the sea, such as damaged fishing nets; he brings them back to shore to dispose of them.
But he wouldn't bother to collect small things like cigarette butts and bring them back to shore.
After finishing his cigarette, Feng Ye felt a little thirsty, so he went to drink some water.
When it reappeared, the small black dot had grown larger, and you could vaguely make out the shape of a ship.
However, it's still unclear whether it's a fishing boat or a cargo ship.
Moreover, this ship is somewhat strange.
Several minutes passed, and it remained in the same place, seemingly without having moved.
"Could it be that it has malfunctioned and lost power?"
Feng Ye frowned, thinking it was quite possible.
Otherwise, it doesn't make sense.
He turned to the wheelhouse and shouted, "Ah Chan, look at that boat up ahead, isn't there something wrong with it?"
Ah-Can had noticed it long ago and nodded: "Something does look off. It seems to have been sitting there without moving."
"Let's go take a look. If anything happens, we'll lend a hand if we can."
Feng Ye sighed, "Oh well, what can we do when we run into each other?"
"Then I'll speed things up."
Ah-chan was a little reluctant, but he still increased the throttle a bit, making the boat a little faster.
The Dong Sheng was already moving forward, so its course didn't need to be changed.
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