The words Wu An and Fu Yongning said were delightful to hear.
If that happens one day, it will truly be considered "bringing honor to one's ancestors".
Going back through their family line, their father and grandfather were both "poor and lower-middle peasants," the kind with impeccable revolutionary credentials.
It is said that "poverty does not last three generations," but before that, they saw absolutely no chance or hope of turning their lives around.
Things are different now.
They truly believe that "poverty doesn't last three generations," and that saying is absolutely true.
Take a look.
By their generation, things will finally turn around.
They chatted and drank tea, and before long, they couldn't help but start puffing on cigarettes.
Wu An didn't care about this.
Working on the ship is already hard enough. If he were to establish a rule that smoking is prohibited in the lounge because of smoking, not to mention what Ah Qing and the others would think, even he himself would find it annoying.
In this respect, he is certainly not a qualified boss.
He doesn't smoke.
But there were always several packs of cigarettes on board, and anyone who wanted to smoke could take one without him interfering.
This small favor will be remembered by Fu Yongning and his people for a lifetime.
He praised it to everyone he met.
Wu An didn't think it was a big deal.
He lacked the awareness of a boss and did not treat everyone as employees.
If you treat me as a national hero, I will repay you as a national hero.
Sincerity begets sincerity.
He firmly believes that the more you put in, the more you will gain.
You asked Fu Yongning what if they disappointed him?
What's there to be conflicted about?
Of course, it's a direct dismissal.
Naturally, it's best to avoid secondhand smoke if possible. Seeing them puffing away, Wu An got up and went to the cockpit.
Old Fu saw Wu An come in, stubbed out his cigarette, and greeted him, "Are you all in the lounge?"
Wu An nodded.
Old Fu frowned: "Are the net baskets all secured?"
Wu An smiled and said, "Brother Yongning led the way in making it. I just took a look around, and it's very well done."
Old Fu said, "Ah An, sometimes you still need to follow the rules."
"We can't let them all be so carefree."
Wu An smiled and nodded.
Old Fu didn't say anything more, just a reminder was enough. Saying more would be overstepping his bounds and showing a lack of tact.
Wu An asked, "How deep is the water?"
Old Fu glanced at it and said, "Thirty-five meters."
Wu An was taken aback: "We've been running for over an hour, haven't we?"
Old Fu explained, "It's been exactly an hour and a half. We're heading north, actually driving along the coast."
Wu An suddenly realized.
Although it's said to be heading north, according to the nautical chart, it's actually heading northeast.
That's why the fishing boat has arrived at a place where the water is only a pitiful 35 meters deep.
Old Fu asked, "How about we head straight east?"
Wu An thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Let's just continue like this for now."
Although the water is not deep, it doesn't necessarily mean there won't be any fish.
Open the system.
Luck value: 1998 (480)
Tomorrow we can break 2,000. A 90% discount is not much. Maybe the system thinks he went out to sea in the afternoon, so giving him more would be a waste.
It's already past 3 p.m. If we delay any longer, we might not even be able to use up this bit of luck.
So we just maxed out the luck stat of the fishing boat.
If you encounter a school of fish during your voyage, while your luck may drop, you will also be able to control the school of fish. At that time, you can cast your net and you will naturally have a catch.
Moreover, this is nearshore waters, where large predatory fish such as swordfish are generally not present, making it relatively safe for trawling.
Boosting your luck is a double-edged sword; the benefits are obvious.
The downsides are also obvious; the last encounter with a school of swordfish was a prime example.
Actually, encountering a school of swordfish was actually a good thing. There's nothing else in the ocean, and he was worried that one day it would attract some deep-sea monster.
Of course.
Despite my worries, I still have to turn on the cheat.
After receiving the blessing, he kept an eye on it and chatted idly with Old Fu.
It only takes about ten minutes.
The fishing boat's luck rating started to drop, and at a pretty fast rate.
Wu An's face lit up with joy: "Old Fu, let's start setting the net right here."
Old Fu was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at the water, which was only thirty-six meters deep.
He asked, "Are you getting off now?"
Wu An nodded.
Old Fu had originally wanted to persuade him to wait until the water was deeper before going in, saying that it was pointless to catch anything good in such shallow waters, and that it would only delay the trip and waste fuel.
He held back the words he was about to say and simply said, "Okay."
Having spent decades at sea, he has a wealth of experience, one of which is that listening to Wu An is always the right thing to do.
He picked up the walkie-talkie and told everyone to prepare to log off.
Everyone quickly came out of the lounge and took their places.
Wu An also came out of the cockpit to buff the trawl net with luck.
The first net successfully landed at sea.
After setting the net, Fu Yongning went to the cockpit, saw the water depth, paused for a moment, and asked, "Why did you set the net in such shallow water?"
Old Fu said, "It's getting dark soon if we don't hurry."
"With just this one net, we'll be waking up in the dark."
Fu Yongning: "That's true."
He didn't say much; going online like this was somewhat like grasping at straws in desperation.
But he believed in Wu An's luck.
There are fish in the coastal waters, but they are scarce and difficult to find.
Wu An stood in the shade, watching the trawl net's luck value decrease, estimating that it would be completely depleted in a little over an hour.
He asked Fan Xiaozhu to prepare dinner, as Fan Xiaozhu usually cooks whenever he has time on the ship.
It's the same dish, but of course, the result is not quite the same as Fan Xiaozhu's.
Do you want me to say there's a trick to it?
Fan Xiaozhu really didn't have one.
The ingredients are the same as everyone else's, especially for steamed fish, which is something that doesn't require much skill.
Fan Xiaozhu didn't have a sense of the precise timing or the right temperature for the product.
Don't ask.
The answer is "good enough".
If he hadn't gone out to sea to fish, Fan Xiaozhu could have made a name for himself as a chef.
Half an hour later.
Dinner is served.
It had only been three hours since lunch, and Wu An wasn't actually very hungry, so he only ate two bowls of rice.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Fan Dali asked, "A'an, didn't you say before that we were recruiting people on our ship?"
"When I went home this time, I asked a few people in the village."
"One of them even knows how to repair things, so he can be considered a mechanic."
Wu An immediately perked up: "Okay then."
The boat definitely lacks someone with repair skills. Even cars can break down, let alone such a large fishing boat.
Fishing boats travel far, and if they encounter problems at sea, it's not as easy to call for help as it is with a car.
Having a mechanic on board provides an extra layer of security.
Whether you need it or not is another matter, but you still need to have it.
He hadn't looked before because he had luck as a backup, but he couldn't rely too much on luck; he had to be prepared for both possibilities.
Fan Dali hesitated for a moment and said, "It's just that the salary might be higher if we poach them."
Wu An nodded.
That's to be expected.
Those with skills can thrive anywhere and deserve high salaries.
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