Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Through radio contact, the harvest on the Diligent was similar, which meant that in the first net, the two ships together had an income of more than 50.

Normally, if a ship can catch millions of fish, each ship only needs to catch four nets to meet the target.

Of course, fishing has its good and bad sides. Sometimes a few tons of fish in the net might be worth 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, such as shells and balang.

The deck was cleaned up, Zhao Qin was thinking in his mind,

Today is the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. If I catch fish for seven or eight days, I can just make it home to celebrate the New Year.

The local Xiaonian Festival varies from town to town or village to village. Some are on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, while others are on the 23rd.

The village where Zhao Qin lives is a mixed-surname village, and there are almost no real indigenous residents, so everyone celebrates the 23rd.

Of course, we had shrimps for lunch. What he said about not eating staple food was just a joke, but we did steam a lot of shrimps, filling a whole pot.

Not long after the meal, it was time to start the second net. This one contained less than a ton of seafood, mostly mantis shrimps.

Fortunately, the size is big enough, so the price can be slightly higher, about seven or eight yuan per pound.

If you drive south, you might even catch zebra mantis shrimp, which are the kind that are about the same length as your arm and can be sold for more than fifty or sixty yuan per pound.

But going north, the sea water temperature is not high enough and the mantis shrimp cannot survive.

"Shall we have mantis shrimps for dinner?" Because the first catch was good enough, no one was too disappointed with this one. A Ming even joked with Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qin showed a look of disdain, "It's better to eat miscellaneous fish. It's too troublesome to peel it."

During the rest of the day, two more nets were cast, and the harvest was better than the second one. The one after dinner even caught nearly three tons of black-eyed small-eyed hairtail, which was considered quite good.

Night fell again. Zhao Qin sat in the rudder room, observing the data on the instrument.

This place is about 70 nautical miles from the shore, and the depth is less than 60 meters at the moment. Looking at the time, he saw that it was already night, so he immediately turned on the system.

Today's harvest was not bad for everyone, but he felt that as the carrier of the system, he should personally do better than usual.

What surprised him was that the luck value of the new day was quite good, 78 points. In the past two or three months of sailing, he rarely had such a high real-time luck value.

I just don’t know what good stuff I can come across today.

The net was pulled for a long time. It was past three o'clock in the morning, and it took nearly five hours to pull the net up. The moment Zhao Qin saw the net bag, he scratched his head.

The good luck definitely did not come with this net, because the net bag actually contained the smallest catch since going out to sea yesterday, which looked like only about 500 to 600 kilograms of fish.

It would be almost the same unless they were all yellow croaker, but yellow croaker is a fish that has been developed by the system a long time ago.

After pouring it out, I found that in addition to two rock snappers weighing more than three pounds, there were only three or four lobsters that were pretty good, and the rest were small fish that would be used as feed for the farm.

"Mother Serin." The old cat frowned and cursed, "I've been pulling this net for five hours, how come the catch is so poor?"

He also asked Ah You and Lin Lao Er, who were watching the net being collected, "Is there anything wrong with the net? Did you check it carefully?"

“The net surface is definitely good.”

The old cat had no choice but to accept the fact. He was in no mood to sort out the goods. Strictly speaking, there was nothing to sort out. He picked out the lobsters and rock snappers, and shoveled the rest directly into the basket with a large shovel. He didn't even need to sort them out.

After a while, the old cat came back and said to Zhao Qin, "The net of the Diligent has just come up, and the harvest is about the same, only a few more lobsters than us. Ah Qin, how about we change direction?"

"No, Brother Cat. The seafood comes in pieces. Don't be too anxious. Maybe you can catch it in the next net."

Just kidding, the system is pointing to the current sailing direction, so Zhao Qin naturally disagrees to change direction.

Lao Mao nodded gloomily. Zhao Qin smiled and gave him a cigarette. "Kongyiwang is nothing."

The old cat forced a smile, but in fact he had a sense of unreality, or fear, in his heart.

He has been fishing for many years. Even when he first started fishing 20 years ago, when there were fewer boats, less competition and more abundant resources, he would not have been able to achieve such a harvest.

So in the past two years, he has been under the illusion that his good luck will soon pass.

The closer we get to the end of the year, the stronger this feeling becomes. We are afraid that we will end up with the same catch as other fishing boats.

So when I saw that the net was empty, I felt even more uncertain.

Fortunately, Zhao Qin's stable mentality finally gave him some comfort. Originally, after collecting all the goods, since there was no more goods to be sorted, everyone could sleep for a while.

But the old cat had no intention of resting at all. He just sat at the stern, staring at the sea, as if he wanted to look directly at the bottom of the sea to see if there were any fish entering the net.

Zhao Qin really doesn't care. If the system says there will be good harvest today, then there will definitely be.

As the sky brightened, everyone got up one after another. Zhao Qin said that they would start surfing after breakfast, so Ah Chen and Lin Lao Er had to hurry up and get ready.

In fact, the cooks on the boat didn't get paid a dime more, but the two had no complaints.

In Achen's opinion, his commission was the highest among all the boatmen except for Lao Mao and Zhuzi who were at the helm, so he should work harder.

As for Lin Laoer, he thought more simply. All the waste fished up by the boat belonged to him. No one wanted a penny from the sales, so what was the big deal if he helped to cook some meals?

Hearing that breakfast was ready, Lao Mao served a small bowl of noodles. Zhao Qin found that he didn't chew them at all, just slurped them into his stomach, so he put the bowl down and said, "Baozi, eat quickly, let's go to the net."

Lai Bao also quickened his pace and finished the noodles in the bowl in a few bites. He put the bowl down, wiped his mouth with his hand, stood up and ran to the stern.

Zhao Qin looked at this scene with a wry smile. It was useless to persuade them. Just let them be.

I guess I will be disappointed again, because according to the color depth indicated by the system, it is not in the area indicated by the luck value.

Of course, there may be other good gains.

With the sound of the winch, everyone ate faster. Ah Ming picked up the bowl that had been put aside and was about to wash it. "Myna, don't worry, take your time."

Zhao Qin was naturally not in a hurry, but he was not slow at eating, so there was only a little noodle soup left.

He was drinking soup when the capstan stopped the next moment. He was shocked. Could it be that the capstan was broken? That would be troublesome.

No matter how strong you are, you can't pull up the big net from the bottom of the sea by brute force, not to mention you don't even know how much stuff is in the net.

He couldn't drink the soup anymore. Just as he stood up, he saw the old cat waving at him. He ran to the tail and saw the old cat's brows were wrinkled as he looked at the collected section of the net.

"What's wrong, Cat?"

The old cat pointed at the net on the ground and said, "Ah Qin, I think we got caught in the coral area. Look at the net, it's full of holes."

Zhao Qin squatted down and found that it was indeed full of cuts, but there were no big holes, just small holes. Yes, that's right, the network cable was broken very neatly, it should be cut, not worn out.

"It seems that there is no hope for this net. The fish have escaped." The old cat cursed again.

"We have a spare net. One net is nothing. Pull it up quickly."

The old cat sighed, calmed down, and then restarted the winch to collect the net. When everyone saw the net bag coming out of the water, they were stunned.

"Brother Cat, didn't you say there was no gain?"

The old cat's eyes widened, "This... this is not scientific."