Another net was cast into the sea.
Feng Ye noticed that the school of fish was still circling around the center.
Their fishing seemed to have little impact on the fish population, at most causing a minor disturbance when the nets were cast.
However, it will soon return to normal, maintaining its cylindrical cluster state, like a performance that never ends.
Actually, it's not surprising.
This jackfish storm is too big; there are too many six-banded trevally inside.
However, the area that a hand-thrown net can cover is limited, and a single net can only catch a little over 100 kilograms, occasionally up to 200 kilograms.
This is just a drop in the ocean compared to the tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of six-banded trevally.
Feng Ye was overjoyed.
This is a good thing for them.
As long as the fish don't disperse, they can keep fishing.
At this rate, catching tens of thousands of kilograms wouldn't be a problem.
Like rats moving house, they waved their nets and slowly eroded the school of six-banded trevally.
Because of the frequent casting and hauling of the nets, everyone was quickly exhausted, covered in sweat, their clothes were soaked, and their arms ached terribly.
However, seeing the increasing harvest on the deck, everyone was overjoyed.
It's a bittersweet experience.
Behind each person was a small mountain made of six-banded trevally, and fish would occasionally leap off the mountain, making splashing sounds.
That is the result of their hard work, a treasure that is about to be transformed into wealth.
At that moment, no one cared whether the fish on the deck would become stale from being exposed to the sun high in the sky.
They were all thinking about catching more and more.
Anyway, when the new net is hauled in, the fish will be poured out and covered over the original pile of fish.
In this way, the fish below will be blocked by the fish above, so they won't be exposed to direct sunlight all the time.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm exhausted, let me rest for a bit."
Feng Ye tossed the net he had just hauled up behind him, turned around, and lay on the gunwale, panting heavily with his tongue lolling out.
Casting the net is alright, it's not too physically demanding, but hauling it in is exhausting.
A single net can yield anywhere from nearly 100 jin (50 kg) to over 100 or 200 jin (100-150 kg).
Each time they haul in the net, they have to exert all their strength to pull the net and the six-banded trevally inside onto the boat.
"Why rest? Can't we rest after this is over?"
Feng Xuan stared wide-eyed and said, "Hurry up and get to work. While the fish are still around, try to catch as many as possible."
"You haven't even cast the net a few times yet, and you're already exhausted? You're too weak."
Xiao Mingshi joked.
"Ah Ye, this won't do. You need to take more supplements."
"Young man, health is the foundation of everything. You can't go on like this. You need to take more supplements and exercise more."
"Haha, Ah Ye is no good..."
The others on deck also chimed in with their jokes.
Feng Ye rolled her eyes: "Who said I can't do it?"
You can say whatever you want about a man, but you can't say he's incompetent.
He mustered his strength, untied the fishing net, emptied out the six-banded trevally, and rearranged the net.
"Didn't you say it yourself?"
Xiao Mingshi mimicked Feng Ye's tone, "I can't take it anymore, I'm exhausted..."
"Don't add words randomly, I didn't say that."
Feng Ye would certainly not admit that he said that.
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, everyone heard it, don't you think?"
"Yes, I heard that."
“I heard it too, that’s what A-Ye said.”
"Ah Ye, stop denying it and just admit it. No means no."
"I'm so angry! How dare they joke about me like that..."
Feng Ye's eyes darted around, "Hehe, you guys are doomed, there won't be any red envelopes on this voyage."
The boatmen were dumbfounded.
"Ah? No...!"
"We were wrong, we didn't hear anything."
"It's all Lao Xiao's fault, it has nothing to do with us."
"Yes, yes, just don't send it to Lao Xiao, we have to send it."
"You guys are so disloyal..."
Xiao Mingshi pointed at the crowd, his face filled with grief and indignation.
Feng Ye chuckled: "Too late..."
"Alright, alright, stop with the banter. Let's cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible, okay? Let's get serious."
Feng Xuan stopped everyone from playing around.
"Get to work, get to work..."
Everyone continued tirelessly casting and hauling in the nets...
They cast two more nets.
After Ye Chenliang pulled in the net, he looked at the hole that had just been torn in it and shook his head, saying, "My net is broken."
Du Yulin also said, "Mine is torn too. When we were just pulling in the net, we were almost on the boat when we lost two fish."
"So what if it's broken? As long as it works, it's fine."
There were only 8 hand-thrown nets prepared on the ship.
Now, everyone except Ah-chan has one, and this is the only net they can exchange.
"I think we should keep more hand-thrown nets on board, so that we won't be helpless if we encounter schools of fish again."
"We should definitely stock up on more. The line of these hand-thrown nets is quite thin and easy to tear, so their lifespan is also limited."
Feng Ye nodded: "Okay, when we get back this time, I'll buy twenty or thirty of them and put them on the ship..."
At that moment, Feng Xuan turned around and suddenly noticed a fishing boat approaching from behind.
"Ah Ye, look! A boat is coming! Could it be Uncle Jun and the others?"
Feng Ye quickly turned around to look, then said in an uncertain tone, "It should be the Harvest, right?"
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