Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

"Fuck."

Zhang Hongtao exclaimed.

Not for anything else, simply because there are too many.

"There must be more than a ton of this net, all of them are hairtail."

It was the first time that Chu Yang caught hairtail on the sea. When the fish just came out of the water, it was so beautiful, shiny all over, and shining silver in the morning sun.

"Almost."

Sun Qingjun held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the bulging net bag, and sighed: "I used to follow a boat captain for a few years. He was from Zhoushan. There are so many hairtails there. When the fishing season comes, the fishing boats of more than 20 meters go out and catch several tons of hairtail a day."

"Why didn't you follow him later?" Chu Yang asked.

"Later?"

Sun Qingjun smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Later, it was almost the same as ours. There were more and more boats going out to sea, and they were getting bigger and bigger. As a result, the number of hairtail caught was getting smaller and smaller. Many of the small hairtails of 20 to 30 centimeters were caught before they had time to grow up. Where were the fish left?"

"I haven't seen such a good harvest like today's net in more than ten years."

"So this is the meaning of the fishing ban, giving the ocean a time to recuperate. The ancients knew not to destroy eggs, not to kill fetuses, not to cause disasters to young children, and not to overturn nests, but many of us don't understand this principle." Chu Yang also sighed.

"I said you two should stop reminiscing and sighing. It's the right thing to catch fish quickly. There are so many, so we have to go by noon." Zhang Hongtao urged with a bitter face.

More than 2,000 kilograms, this net will almost fill up the fish tank.

Sun Qingjun and Chu Yang glared at him at the same time. They finally squeezed out some artistic conception, but it was all destroyed.

"Hurry up and pick up the fish." Zhang Hongtao was not afraid at all, and he had already stepped forward to untie the net.

The other people put on gloves, pulled up the plastic basket, and began to pick up the fish.

The hairtails were straightened and put into the plastic basket. This thing can't live for a few minutes after being on the boat, so it must be frozen as soon as possible, otherwise it will become smelly and worthless.

Chu Yang picked up the largest one, which was one and a half meters long, and put it at his feet, ready to taste it later.

Sun Qingjun took a look and suddenly asked: "How are you going to eat it later?"

"How to eat it? Aren't hairtails fried?"

Sun Qingjun smiled faintly, with the disdain of an old fisherman on his face.

"That's because the hairtail you ate before was not fresh. Hairtails like this one that have just come out of the water are fresh when steamed. You can also cut them into thin slices and eat them raw with soy sauce. They are slightly salty and sweet, and have a very crispy taste."

Chu Yang's eyes lit up, "You can try it."

"You have to pick smaller ones. The ones that are 40 to 50 centimeters are the most suitable."

Chu Yang thought about it, and then he picked out three live hairtails that were 40 to 50 centimeters long and not yet dead from the fish school and piled them at his feet.

This is stable now.

The big ones are pan-fried, and the small ones are steamed and served with sashimi. It's perfect.

Sun Qingjun was stunned instantly.

Zhang Hongtao on the side laughed out loud.

"Old Sun, don't make me laugh. With your little tricks, can you beat a scholar? I have never seen a good thing in Ayang's hand that can run away. This big hairtail, he is sure to eat it. Even Jesus can't keep it. I said."

"It's up to you." Sun Qingjun said angrily.

The deck was full of hairtails, and the three of them picked them up until nearly 11 o'clock before they were all put into the warehouse.

At this time, the sun was already high, and Lin Zijin also called everyone to prepare for dinner.

"Let's go, eat first, and pack up later!"

Chu Yang touched his forehead and shook off a hand of sweat.

He was already soaked, and the cotton T-shirt stuck to his skin, damp and hot.

Sun Qingjun and Zhang Hongtao were in the same situation.

Fortunately, Uncle Jun didn't wear those blue pig feed pig coats on the boat, otherwise they would definitely fade, and it would be funny if they were dyed into Smurfs.

Without using a small table, the four of them squeezed directly into the cockpit and ate lunch on the table on the center console.

The air conditioner was turned on in advance, and a gust of cool air hit me when I opened the door.

"Oh~ It's still comfortable inside."

Zhang Hongtao had already taken off his shirt, revealing his brown chest.

Chu Yang and Sun Qingjun didn't hide it either. They took off their shirts and found a bench to sit down.

Among the three people, Sun Qingjun's skin color was the most stable. He couldn't get darker even if he went to Africa.

Chu Yang's skin color was the lightest. He paid great attention to "maintenance". When he went out to sea, he tried to wear long sleeves, long pants and a hat. Cai You also gave him sunscreen and told him to apply it every day, so he was only tanned to a wheat color for the time being.

The fine sweat stopped on it, shining, and with the chest muscles and abdominal muscles that he had trained during this period, it was full of healthy beauty.

Lin Zijin happened to come in with four bowls of rice, three large and one small. After seeing the three shirtless men, he distributed the rice to them expressionlessly.

Living on the boat, this situation is unavoidableIt's free, and it's nothing. Aren't there men and women wearing beach pants and bikinis on the beach? Fishermen's children, there's no need to be so particular.

Holding their own rice bowls, there's no need to be pretentious, just show off.

There are many dishes for lunch today. There are three types of hairtail alone: ​​fried, steamed, and sashimi, as well as stewed mixed fish, stir-fried small octopus, and stir-fried cabbage with lard residue.

After finishing half a bowl of rice in one breath, Zhang Hongtao used the tip of his chopsticks to pry open three bottles of beer and handed them to Chu Yang and Sun Qingjun respectively.

The few people clinked their cups with each other, then raised their heads and drank them "tons, tons, tons".

Putting down the cups, the three people burped loudly in almost the same action, and then took a deep breath.

"Great!"

"Ayang, are we going outside?"

After eating, Sun Qingjun lit a cigarette and asked.

After catching a net of hairtail, the cold storage on the boat was stuffed to the brim. If another net was caught, the cabin would be full again.

So he is now both happy and troubled, thinking that it would be better if the boat was bigger.

Chu Yang drank slowly while holding a beer bottle and opened the system map.

According to the map, there are still three unopened black iron treasure chests.

The farthest one is hundreds of miles away, and the closest one is about twenty miles away, in the southeast, and you have to turn a corner to get there.

"Let's go a little further." Chu Yang said.

He was going to open the treasure chest in the southeast and return.

"Then we will soon reach the shore. There have been some conflicts with us over the past two years, and frictions at sea have occurred from time to time." Sun Qingjun said with some concern.

Chu Yang understood his concerns. It is now 2007. Since the person in charge of Wan Chai Wharf changed, they have always wanted to be "independent", so the relationship between the two sides is a little tense.

"Why are you so cowardly? Just beat him up if you meet him!" Zhang Hongtao cursed.

Sun Qingjun rolled his eyes at him, "Young man, you can handle fishing boats, but can you handle warships?"

Zhang Hongtao shrank his head, "Not really."

Chu Yang ignored him, thought for a while, and said:

"Let's go and have a look, we are just fishing normally, there shouldn't be any conflict, and Bai Pengfei also has friends there, he should be able to help if there is anything."