The fish traps were dropped into the sea one after another.
Wu An glanced at the system; he had 115 luck points left.
Very good.
I'll try longline fishing again later, which might use up another 50 points. I'll still have over 60 luck points left. If I encounter a school of fish, I can just cast the net and use them all up.
If we can't find each other, then we can each take a fishing rod and go fishing.
You can easily use up all your luck points.
Looking at it this way...
The adhesive net is very useful.
Of course, a fish trap is also essential.
"Let's go, let's set off to collect the sticky nets."
Shortly after 1 p.m., the fishing boats set sail again, heading straight for the "Twin Islands" for longline fishing.
Everyone sat down to rest.
Aqing was still worried and stood by the boat, staring at the fishing boat.
As they passed by, someone on the fishing boat was waving a flag and using semaphore.
Aqing couldn't understand it.
Let Old Fu see, the man has already put down the chess piece.
Old Fu thought for a moment; "Judging from this, the other party doesn't seem to have any malicious intent."
Aqing hummed twice: "That would be best."
Wu An called for A Qing to come back.
The atmosphere here is incredibly toxic. Even if you're wearing a hat and standing in the sun, it feels like you're in a steamer. If you move even slightly, you feel like your whole body is oozing oil.
There's not a shady spot anywhere on this vast sea.
Ah Qing returned to the cabin, wiped herself with a damp towel, and said, "Brother, that fishing boat hasn't moved. I'm really worried they might cause trouble. Why don't we take a detour and go back later?"
Wu An thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go to Twin Islands, collect the sticky nets, and come back."
"We'll go to Twin Islands when it's time to collect the nets."
Upon hearing this, Old Fu exclaimed, "Isn't this too much trouble?"
"This round trip took more than an hour."
"The money for the gas is being wasted in the ocean."
Aqing said, "My mom says it's always better to be safe than sorry."
Wu An nodded: "Aunt Juan is absolutely right."
"It's settled then."
"It's just a little bit of gas money."
Old Fu's lips twitched.
God.
Which fisherman doesn't care about the cost of fuel?
Nowadays, nearshore resources are getting worse and worse, and consequently, the cost of going out to sea to fish is getting higher and higher. Countless fishermen rely on fuel subsidies to make a living. If there are no fuel subsidies, they would rather leave their boats at the dock and voluntarily suspend fishing than go out to sea.
I reckon that among the fishing boats adrift on the sea, only Wu An could be so willful.
He couldn't persuade him either.
Who can blame them when they have the right to be capricious?
actually.
He was also somewhat worried.
If those fish traps get stolen, it'll be incredibly upsetting.
Wu Ping and Mei Wu nodded. The two of them didn't know much about the situation at sea and thought that it wouldn't be a big deal for the ship to run around on the sea.
If it costs a little more fuel to guard those fish traps, so be it.
...
Dark black fishing boat.
There were three people on the boat.
An old man, hunched over, and two brothers who looked very similar, both in their thirties, one fat and one thin, neither tall nor short, their height was average for this area.
Wu An's height suggests a genetic mutation; otherwise, how could he have grown to over 1.8 meters tall when Wu Yingwei was only 1.7 meters?
Wu Ping, the elder brother, was only slightly taller than Wu Yingwei.
Wu An knew that it was because his sister-in-law had never lacked food or drink when she came to their home, and had tried every means to supplement his nutrition, which was why he was so tall today.
Eating only high-protein, low-fat seafood will make you forget about growing tall; you'll be lucky if you don't become as thin as a bamboo pole.
"Dad, stop fiddling with the chess pieces. What's the point of greeting us? They'll just think we're thieves." The fat man nudged the old man and said with a displeased look, "If you ask me, we shouldn't have followed that ship blindly."
"So much gas wasted."
"What did we do? We didn't get anything."
"Let's hurry over to our area and set up our traps while we still have time."
The fat man glanced at the skinny man squatting on the deck with his head down and not saying a word. He didn't expect his brother to speak up for him; he had always been a quiet person.
As the saying goes, the squeaky wheel gets the grease.
He got so fat because he used to shout a lot since he was little.
The old man sighed, "Dali and Xiaozhu, you've come all this way, how can you leave?"
"Let's listen to Dad one more time, and we'll go through this together."
"There are thirty in total, let's take them all."
Fatty, also known as Fan Dali, exclaimed excitedly, "It's so far from here. If you go down the trap, we'll have to come back tomorrow. How much gas money will that cost?"
"Dad, I don't agree."
"Besides, they've already set up the traps, it wouldn't be appropriate for us to go over there now."
"Second brother, say something."
Fan Dali kicked his brother.
Fan Xiaozhu coughed and said, "I'll listen to you."
Um.
He spoke, yet it was as if he didn't say anything at all.
Old Fan said, "They've been working for so long, they must have had a good harvest. That kid was really lucky. I've seen him several times, he sold a lot of shrimp and crabs, he must have used fish traps."
"Our main product is the ground cage."
“The sea area we used to go to is no longer viable. If there were other options, Dad wouldn’t be doing what other people do.”
"There's no other way."
Fan Dali said impatiently, "Alright, alright, I've heard these words countless times, so please stop repeating them."
Old Man Fan: "Alright, alright, let's go then. Anyway, we won't get any seafood from the sea, so we'll just sell the boat when we get back."
"You two brothers should go out and find work."
"Go to an electronics factory; there are lots of girls there."
Fan Dali shook his head: "I'm not going."
"Even if you throw me into the Land of Women, my family has no money, and I still won't be able to get a wife."
Fan Xiaozhu looked up: "Brother is right."
Old Man Fan: "Then listen to me, let's go around to the other side of the island and set up the trap."
The family has two single men, both almost thirty.
He was worried.
That's why he took a desperate gamble and followed Wu An closely, hoping to get lucky and get some goods.
They sailed their fishing boat closer to the "cliff island".
The father and his two sons examined the floats but couldn't see anything special about the place. After avoiding the floats and confirming that there were no floats in the area, the old man asked, "Eldest son, shall we start casting here?"
Fan Dali shook his head: "Dad, let's go further away, so we don't get entangled and make things worse."
"Dad, even if we're poor, we're still ambitious."
"Second brother, what do you think?"
Fan Xiaozhu nodded: "Brother, I'll listen to you."
Old Man Fan: "..."
He was both relieved and frustrated.
I'm glad he raised these two children from a young age, and he did a pretty good job raising them; at least both children are doing well.
But what's frustrating is that, given the state of their family, why insist on any bottom line?
But he is the father.
Some things are hard to say, you just have to accept them.
They steered the boat a little further away, and the father and his two sons began their work.
On the other side.
Twin Islands.
Wu An and his team also began their work.
Old Fu was the only one who knew how to do it. He not only had to learn by doing, but also had to teach on the spot. A Qing, Mei Wu, and Wu Ping immediately put their learning into practice.
so.
Wu An ran off to set sail.
As the winch operates, the net is slowly pulled out of the seawater.
The harvest was good.
As soon as the net was pulled out of the water, it brought out several fish.
So here's the problem: what do you do when you have too much fish to process?
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