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

At home, Zhao Anguo got up early in the morning and came to the boss's house. The three of them rode a tricycle and started to go to sea.

When he came to the boat, he instructed the boss to pull the fishing nets and other things over first, and then he personally began to check the condition of the boat, the fuel tank, the water tank, the conditions in the cabin, etc.

I cranked the machine and listened to the sound of the engine. I found that there was no abnormal sound, so the inspection was completed.

After the nets and buckets were on board, Zhao Ping was busy hitting the ice again.

We had made an appointment with Lao Luo last night, and this time they still planned to spend the night on Tamsui Island, so they had to pack more ice.

After everything was done, Zhao Anguo asked his boss to sail the boat. After all, he had never been to the freshwater island once and was not familiar with the route.

"So far?" Zhao Anguo frowned.

Normally, fishing boats as big as theirs would not go too far from the shore, and the journey would hardly exceed two hours. But now they have been driving for nearly two and a half hours, and there is still no intention of stopping the boat.

"Dad, it will take about half an hour, it's almost over."

At this moment, Ah Chen had already prepared breakfast. The porridge cooked with lean meat early in the morning, paired with the dried radish and salted fish that he brought, was quite good.

Zhao Anguo finished eating in two bites, then walked to the driver's seat to replace Zhao Ping, "Keep driving in this direction?"

Zhao Ping raised his eyes and took a look, just in time to see a small black dot in the distance, "Dad, that's Tamsui Island, we can just put down the net near there."

Arriving at the surrounding waters, Zhao Ping began to lower the net.

After the net was lowered, Zhao Ping took a few people to longline fishing. If Zhao Qin was at home, he might have advised not to lower the net, but Zhao Ping was different. No matter how small the mosquitoes were, they were still meat.

He was not willing to give up longline fishing if he could catch one fish.

After the longline fishing was finished, Zhao Anguo raised his hand and glanced at the time on the boat, "It's just past nine o'clock. The hook will not be collected until at least three o'clock in the afternoon. It is best to wait until five or six o'clock to set the net."

What do you do in your free time? "

"Fishing." The three of them said in unison.

Zhao Anguo sighed and followed Aqin one by one, not learning anything good about him but learning all the bad habits of that kid.

In his opinion, fishing is not doing his job properly. At this time, he should choose a place to trawl. That is what people with boats should do.

He believed that this was how Lao Luo and the others operated, but there was no trawl on the ship.

Mother Selin, if a trawler doesn't have a trawl, it's no different than an assault ship without guns. In a boatload of cubs, none of them are reliable, and the most unreliable one is Aqin.

"Dad, you use a fishing rod."

Zhao Anguo took the fishing rod handed over by his eldest son and began to hang bait for fishing. He found that his eldest son took out three hand silk threads. After hanging bait on each thread, he tied it to the side of the boat and threw the hook into the water.

"You can't fish like this. The fish needs to be teased." Zhao Anguo finally couldn't help but lectured.

Zhao Ping really wanted to imitate his brother and say, "Usually if you say this sentence, you are not far away from me, but I can't say it because this is my father."

Miraculously, he really hit the target.

Just like Zhao Qin last time, he caught the big stone Jiugong. This thing is big and valuable. As a result, just after the fish on this line was untied, another fish was caught on the other line.

Zhao Ping had to give up baiting temporarily and then reeled in the second line.

Seeing this, Ah Chen and Ah He put down their poles in a tacit understanding, one helped hang the bait, the other untied the fish, and the three-person assembly line took shape again.

Zhao Anguo's eyes almost bulged out. Damn, is this okay?

He curiously picked up a Shi Jiugong and nodded secretly. It was fat enough and should be able to sell for a good price.

Then I fell into self-doubt. Is my experience outdated?

Will the new generation of sea seekers use new methods?

But fishing with hand lines has been around for a long time, and I haven’t seen anyone tying several lines in a row and loading them non-stop. This requires a hammer net, and three lines can feed a family.

Looking at my fishing rod again, I suddenly found that my hand was itching badly. I pulled up the hook and moved it slightly to the position where the boss lowered the hook.

After a while, the boss was still too busy. As a result, his fishing rod still did not move. He was a little annoyed. The baits he hung were all the same. Why was this?

After thinking about it, I threw the hook directly into the boss's nest. I didn't believe it, but it still missed.

After waiting for a while, the boss caught several more fish, but there was still no movement from his fishing rod. He finally got impatient, took a look at the bait and saw that the bait was fine.

After thinking about it, he untied the bait, took out a new bait from the bucket, hung it up, and threw it into the water again.

"Dad, Mr. Shi Jiugong here doesn't eat bait from fishing rods, he only eats hand silk." Zhao Ping explained that these were lessons learned from before.

"Fart, Shi Jiugong has become a spirit. He can still tell which is the fishing rod and which is the hand thread in the water." Zhao Anguo sneered.

He didn't believe it, but reality soon taught him a lesson. The boss was still too busy, and his pole was still uninterested.

"Well, boss, you use the fishing rod, and I'll fish with my wire for a while."

After that, he pushed Zhao Ping aside, and sure enough, he immediately enjoyed the pleasure of pulling fish.

This time I caught nearly twelve o'clock, and the fish gradually lost its eloquence, "Aping, how many did you catch?"

"Dad, it weighs forty or fifty kilograms. We caught a big fish. According to the price given by Brother Dong last time, I estimate that it can be sold for less than two thousand. This can be regarded as saving the gas expenses and labor for this trip. "

Zhao Ping said happily.

Zhao Anguo was a little stunned. Is this a catch of forty or fifty kilograms of fish?

This is an income of two thousand?

These days, business is getting easier and easier!

Ah Chen got busy again and started cooking. Zhao Anguo saw that this child didn't talk much, he was quick with his hands and feet, and he was eager to do all the work.

He nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his family had hired a good boatman.

"Ah Chen, let me kill some Shi Jiugong and make soup with that thing at noon. It tastes good."

After Zhao Ping listened to his father's words, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and he finally knew who caused his brother's problem.

After the meal, Zhao Anguo strangely opened his clothes, revealing his white belly, and then lay down on the deck.

After Zhao Ping turned his head and saw it, he looked up at the sky, and then let out a long sigh.

Could it be that he is not his own biological child?

Lao Luo and his team's boat came around and stayed for an hour. They arranged to have a drink together after work in the evening, and then went back to work. Watching them lower the trawl net, Zhao Anguo nodded and said: "Look, that's the real thing." fishermen."

"Uncle Zhao, Lao Luo and the others never collect as much as our boat." Ah He said inappropriately.

Zhao Anguo:......

Well, he was speechless. A white cat and a black cat are good if they catch mice. No matter how they work, catching fish and making money is the way to go.

"Enough rest, let's go and collect a wave of longline fishing first." He couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply sat up and said.

Zhao Ping sailed to the location, Zhao Anguo volunteered to collect it, and Ahe helped hook it up.

Ah Chen stood next to Zhao Ping and listened to him teach him some essentials of sailing.

I didn't get as lucky as last time, with big red spot, yellow croaker and the like, but the harvest was equally good, not only a large yellow croaker weighing more than two kilograms, but also an oily spot weighing about ten kilograms.

Just these two fish were worth about two thousand, which meant that before even a single net was set up on this trip, they had already earned nearly four thousand.

Zhao Anguo suddenly felt unfamiliar with the sea. He couldn't understand it. It was said that the resources at sea were better when he was young, but he didn't make a lot of money just by messing around like he does now.

He is not a picky person. If he can't figure it out, he simply doesn't think about it. The meat rots in the pot. Anyway, most of the money he makes goes to his surname Zhao.