Ah Qing's eyes widened: "Holy crap, they're all baby crucian carp!"
Another pomfret.
"Meat crucian carp" is the local dialect for pomfret, and its formal name is spiny pomfret. Although it is not as delicious as white pomfret, it is tender and has few bones, making it the most cost-effective type of pomfret.
Fan Dali picked up a few pomfret and exclaimed, "These are huge, almost as big as white pomfret!"
As its name suggests, the spiny pomfret is relatively small, which is one of the reasons why it is not very well-known. In our country, large fish are preferred for banquets or festivals.
These small pomfret are hardly appealing.
And another thing.
The yield of pomfret is low, and there are rarely large quantities of pomfret at the docks.
It's extremely rare for them to catch so many pomfret in one net.
Fu Yongning, who was about to speak, reluctantly shut his mouth.
What's going on?
How come Fan Dali stole his lines after he took a nap?
Wu An looked around the pile of spiky bream and found it rather strange.
That's not right.
There are a lot of these pomfret, probably four or five tons, but the price per unit is not high, probably only twenty or thirty yuan per kilogram, about the same as the previous net.
However, the rate at which my luck value decreased was much faster than the previous time.
He suspected something was amiss with the catch.
It's so clean, so incredibly clean.
The catch of four or five tons of fish was entirely pomfret, with almost no other fish in sight.
Anyway, after looking around, he couldn't find any other fish.
Even shrimp and crabs are scarce.
When they were about to cast the net, they discovered that the trawl net had a large hole in it, and because of the decisive catch, there were signs of cracking in many places.
Wu An decisively ordered them to replace the trawl net with a new one.
Replaced.
Trawl nets will be used in the sea.
After the third net was cast, Fu Yongning urged everyone to quickly sort the pomfret.
"We need to sort these fish quickly and put them in the warehouse," Fu Yongning called out, and everyone quickly squatted down to start sorting.
Wu An also picked out a few, and saw that many of the fish scales were damaged.
I'll say it again.
The pot of trawling.
How to divide it?
"Let's divide them into three sizes: about two taels, about three or four taels, and more than five taels."
"oh."
Wu An responded and saw the pile of fish sway. He looked closely but there was no reaction. This made him a little unsure. Could it have been a hallucination?
He stared at it.
Then I saw the pile of fish sway twice.
Everyone else was busy sorting and didn't notice anything amiss.
Wu An quickly called out, "Stop, stop, everyone get up first."
Everyone stood up and looked at him in surprise.
Wu An said, "There's something in this pile of fish, everyone step back."
Wait until everyone walks to the side.
Wu An told them to keep an eye on the pile of fish.
soon.
They were startled when they saw the pile of fish shake. If a pile of fish could shake, it must be a big one.
The unknown is the most terrifying.
Wu An found a landing net and separated the pile of fish, revealing the silhouette of a large swordfish.
He looked astonished: "Holy crap, how can there be such a thing!"
Fu Yongning laughed and said, "What good luck! This swordfish must have been looking for food and got caught in the trawl net. Judging from its appearance, it's about to die."
Unlike tuna, swordfish don't have the "problem" of dying if they don't swim.
But having been trapped among the fish for some time, this swordfish was already at its last gasp. It was fortunate that it was like this; otherwise, it would have been terrifying if a lively swordfish had come onto the deck.
Fu Yongning reached out and pulled the swordfish out, saying, "It's not very big, only about a hundred pounds."
As they were talking.
He pulled him aside to deal with it.
Wu An nodded. "Not bad, worth about ten thousand yuan."
That's right.
The swordfish accidentally wandered in, which caused the luck value to suddenly drop.
After a full hour and a half of work, all the pomfret were sorted and sent to the cold storage, while the Fan brothers were responsible for cleaning the deck.
Fu Yongning then went to prepare dinner.
Why so early?
This is because pomfret needs to be processed in advance.
"This fish is very moist, so it won't taste very good if you cook it without processing it."
"Right now, pomfret is at its fattest."
"So it's perfect for overnight drying."
Fu Yongning explained as he cut the pomfret.
The so-called overnight drying is actually just processing the fish and air-drying it. After air-drying, it can be grilled or fried, and the flavor is quite good.
Don't assume that eating it this way means it's not fresh.
That's not actually the case.
Actually, the difference in taste between fresh fish after processing and stale fish after processing is very obvious, and you can tell the difference as soon as you taste it.
If Fu Yongning handles this now, they can have it as a midnight snack.
The reason he's dealing with it now is, of course, at Wu An's request. They plan to have a barbecue tonight, and these pomfret are perfect for making a small barbecue.
Enjoy barbecue and beer on the boat.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
After finishing their work, everyone gathered in the lounge to watch TV, play on their phones, or sleep. Everyone was busy with their own things and no one bothered anyone else.
Wu An yawned and subconsciously checked the system.
Upon looking at it, he was startled to find that his luck value had dwindled to a paltry 10 points!
His last net gave him 90 points of luck!
It's only been half an hour, how come so much has been used up!
etc.
It's a swordfish!
"Could it be that we caught a school of swordfish?"
Wu An's heart pounded as he thought of this.
If that's the case, we could become rich by catching them all.
Just as I was getting carried away with my wild thoughts, my luck value dropped again and was completely wiped out.
Wu An couldn't stay calm and kicked A Qing: "Stop messing around, get up quickly, Lao Fu, Lao Fu, get the net ready."
Everyone sat up.
"Set up the net?"
"You're getting up already?"
"Okay."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and happily went to prepare.
Wu An's sudden call meant he was definitely feeling something.
Is this third network about to explode?
With this idea in mind, they each did their part, thinking that this would be a huge success, but when the net was pulled up...
The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly.
Because the reticulate capsule is deflated.
How deflated? It's in a drooping state.
There was nothing inside.
Only the seawater splashed onto the deck, making it look a bit desolate.
"How can it be empty?"
"That shouldn't be the case; everything was fine when I logged off."
"Could it be that I didn't close the network port properly?"
Fu Yongning stepped forward to check the situation, and after one glance, he shouted, "Stop guessing! The net bag is destroyed."
He pulled it, and the net bag spread out, allowing everyone to see clearly that the once perfectly good net bag was now tattered and torn everywhere.
"Did it get stuck at the bottom?"
"How could it have rotted so badly?"
"Luckily, Ah An told us to set up the net. If it had dragged on for two hours, we would have lost a lot of money."
Everyone sighed and lamented.
Compared to everyone else's frustration, Wu An was more angry!
This is the first time I've seen a reticulum damaged like this; it must have been destroyed.
Who vandalized it?
The answer is obvious!
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