Father Ye drove the boat in the direction where the sardine swam, intending to run after it, with a compass in hand, he was also an excellent helmsman when he was young, and he was not afraid of getting lost at sea.

What's more, at this time, the ships on the sea are gathering more and more, all of them are attracted by sardines, and they are desperately casting their nets.

Father Ye had just sailed past a trawling tin boat, and clearly saw that there were several deep-sea fish piled up on the boat, as well as a boat full of sardines, all of which were caught by taking advantage of the sardine storm.

He was envious, "You must know that a few days ago, I asked your mother to weave a net in advance, and the trawl is more trouble-free, the scope is wide, and there is a lot of fish."

"There is no net lifter, and the boat trawl has to be pulled manually, dragging the net from the tail slipway to the deck, and the cargo is too heavy and the number of people is too small for them to pull up."

"That's also less effort than throwing a net by hand, you can't catch a big fish even if you throw a 6.7 net."

"There's no way, and I can't know earlier, if I knew earlier, I would have asked my mother to weave a net earlier, and the light was not good at night."

He was also greedy for the big fish on the other boats, and he had just seen a bluefin tuna on one of the boats.

"It's dawn and the light is good, and when we're done putting the hooks, we're almost resting enough, and we're looking at the target and catching two big fish."

Father Ye hated having to rest, and he turned continuously, but he didn't have the strength in his hands, so he could only watch at this time.

After dawn, the boats on the sea gathered more and more, all attracted by the overwhelming number of seabirds, and the exclamations were louder and louder.

As they passed by several fishing boats that were collecting their nets, they could be heard discussing happily and guessing what kind of big fish was in the net.

Today, the fishing boats on the sea are really going to make a fortune.

Father Ye looked at the sardine storm on the sea with joy and regret, "I don't know if your eldest brother and second brother are in this sea, whether they have a chance to meet it, if not, it would be a pity, this is completely a drop of money from the sky for you to pick up casually."

Ye Yaodong shrugged, "Who knows, the sea is so big and so wide, who knows where they are going to work, I hope I can catch up."

"There are more and more boats, and each one of them is going to make a lot of money today."

Looking at the goods on other people's ships, and then looking at the goods on his own ship, Father Ye didn't feel too much, he only felt that there was less fishing, he was distressed to death, his facial features were wrinkled, and he didn't have the joy he had when he first loaded the goods.

Ye Yaodong also felt that it was a pity that he didn't catch the tuna and ghost head knife, but thinking about it, he was quite lucky, and fortunately he temporarily borrowed a fishing net for backup, otherwise he would have vomited blood and died at this time.

"Huh? Aguang's ship."

Ye Yaodong looked into the distance while putting the hook, and a familiar iron boat appeared in his sight.

Father Ye also saw it, but he was putting the hooks, and it was inconvenient to get close to the fishing boats over there, which were trawling, and if he was not careful, their hooks were easy to entangle.

Ye Yaodong deliberately did not put floats this time, and let all the hooks sink to the bottom of the sea for bottom longline fishing, so as not to be entangled by the fishing boats trawling on the sea.

Those nets are now working on the surface, catching sardines and the big fish that prey on them.

After an hour, the hooks were all released, and he threw the buoy down and left it alone, which is how longline fishing is convenient.

Looking at the endless group of sardines on the sea, he raised his hand and threw the net with great vigour.

….

If you don't get tired, keep doing it!

After resting for more than an hour, he regained some strength and asked his father to sail the boat closer to the fish, but fortunately there was no wind today, and the waves were all brought by the big fish.

He spotted the ghost-headed swordfish that was hunting not far away, and whoever made it bright and conspicuous would take it with the knife.

Ye Yaodong threw the net towards it, and shrouded it very smoothly.

"Hit!"

Father Ye was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly went to help drag.

The devil's head swordfish was interrupted when it was eating happily, and it struggled desperately in the fishing net to shake its tail, and the father and son had more difficulty in collecting the net than dragging the sardines, and they did not dare to let go at all.

The devil's head saury, also known as mahi mahi, is the face of the ocean, and its color is green, so

Some people say, "This fish looks like a fake fish."

It is also very voracious, often chasing surface fish such as flying fish and sardines, and sometimes jumping out of the water to hunt, and is a companion fish of tuna and swordfish.

In fact, there are many kinds of fish in the ocean, and even fishermen living by the sea cannot know all the fish nearby.

It is elongated laterally flattened, tall anteriorly, tapering posteriorly. The head is large and the back is very narrow, while the back of the male's head is raised and square, and the fish face is as steep as a ghost head, which is also the source of their "ghost head knife".

It also has the nickname "underwater fox", which will lie down and pretend to be dead when it is in danger, just like a fox on land.

At this point, it was kind of playing dead, struggling for a while and then not moving, which made it easier for them to pull it up.

When the net was untied, the fish was jumping around in the sardine pile and swinging its tail, it was too large compared to the sardine, and when the net was closed, it was just above, and a net of sardines could not squeeze it to death.

With a beautiful big fish, Father Ye is also happy, there are one and two, there is still a lot of time today, if you don't die, continue to do it!

He excitedly used yesterday's homemade long-handled hand fishing net to pull the ghost head knife from the sardine pile to the front, so tossed, it also had more air out and less air in.

As life progresses, the brilliant colors of its body will quickly fade, and eventually only a dark gray will remain.

Father Ye held it directly in his hand, this was the first time he had caught this kind of fish, and he said happily: "It's one meter long, more than 20 catties."

"A few more!"

"Go and bleed, let me cast a net!" Father Ye put down the ghost head knife that was still opening his mouth, and went to try to throw the net with his hands in a hurry.

Ye Yaodong also went with him, let him be refreshed!

He picked up the ghost head knife, which was no longer beautiful on the deck, patted it, and stood on tiptoe to get the knife, and now the deck was littered with sardines, and there was almost no place to step on it, and there was still a small open space in front of the cabin.

The force in his hand was excessive, and he actually shook with a knife at this time, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to even eat when he went back at night.

With shaking hands, he painstakingly cut the white membrane between the gills and the operculum, cut the arteries to allow blood to flow to the gills, and lifted the pectoral fins to cut a short, shallow transverse section under the pectoral fins, so that he could cut the other major blood vessel of the marine fish.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

, then cut the pectoral fin, and finally the small fin part of the fish's tail, also come to a knife, and throw it aside when it is done, so that it will be a difficult brother and brother with the ghost head knife, and bleed together.

"Dongzi, Dongzi......"

His father needs him again......

At this time, with the flow of the sea, their boat gradually got closer and closer to Ah Guang and them, and when Ah Guang and his father were collecting the net, they also saw their father and son struggling to collect the net there.

"Dongzi, Dongzi."

Ye Yaodong looked up when he heard the sound, his hands were shaking a little when he was overexerting force, but he shifted his attention at this moment, and the net he was holding in his hand was almost loosened by the big fish in it, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed it again.

This time there was still a bomb fish in it, whoever made this fish the closest to their boat, Father Ye could only catch the nearest one, fortunately, there was another gannet in it, and Father Ye's net was very accurate.

After pulling the net up again with extreme difficulty, Ye Yaodong breathed a long sigh of relief, "I'm tired of Lao Tzu."

He shook his arm and looked at Ah Guang's ship not far away, only to see that their net was also pulled up, although he glanced at it in a hurry just now, he also saw a ghost head knife inside, the color was conspicuous, and he could see it at a glance.

I don't know how many good goods Ah Guang has caught, he shouted at the guy, "How many big goods have you caught?"

Ah Guang smiled and narrowed his eyes, "A lot."

The two boats were a little far apart, and it was inconvenient to talk, so the two said hello and went their separate ways.

Father Ye also felt that his arm was sore, and he planned to take a rest again, cook and continue, the physical work consumed energy quickly, and before the morning had passed, he was hungry.

Ye Yaodong also felt that he was hungry for physical work, but he was not in a hurry, the fish had to be bled first.

By the way, put the first one, which was almost out of blood, in a large plastic box with ice cubes.

Of course, the big fish must have the treatment of the big fish, and the luxury single room must have it, which is newly prepared by him, and the yellowfin tuna was not enjoyed a few days ago, so he neglected it.

Ye Yaodong was holding the lunch box, and the lunch box with his hands shaking almost fell off the deck, but fortunately he picked it up quickly, otherwise he would have either drunk the northwest wind or licked the deck.

Back to 19@ Little Fishing Village.

A glass of iced lemonade