Ye Yaodong really felt that it was time to apply lubricating oil. The sea water was easily corrosive, and after the machine had been used for a long time, the parts would rust and become blocked, so it was normal for them to make a squeaking sound.
His net-lifting machine is relatively good and has never broken down since he bought it. This is also because his father takes good care of it. Every time after using it, he would wipe it with a towel wrung out with light water and then cover it with a nylon bag. He takes great care of it.
If it were him, he would have repaired it countless times.
"If you don't believe me, just wait and see. You'll know when the goods are hauled up."
Although the resources are abundant these days, a big net can only catch 100-200 kg, 200-300 kg at most. In the offshore, forget about catching 1,000-2,000 kg with a net.
In the future, it would be a blessing if a net could pull up dozens of kilograms near the coast. If you want to make the machine jam, it would have to be another whale shark like last time, or an equally large fish.
So when his father said that the internet might explode again and the machine made a creaking sound, he denied it outright and said that it was time to apply lubrication.
If he is lucky enough and a whale shark comes along to eat him, he will win and can only do good deeds.
Father Ye glanced at him sideways, then looked at the sea, "Can't you think of something better?"
"That has to be realistic. Look, how easy is it to roll up the net machine? It's just a little rusty. Remember to lubricate it when you get back."
Father Ye remained silent, because he also felt that the sound was caused by rust and jamming. He had just said casually that the network had exploded without thinking about it. After all, he hadn't been out to sea for a few days, and the machine would easily break down if not used.
The fishing net was dragged out of the water little by little, and a large bag of goods was dragged onto the rail slide. The father and son hurried forward to help drag it.
Just, eh
Ye Yaodong's eyes were sharp. "There's a big fish! A really big fish!"
Father Ye also saw the exposed fish head. It was definitely a big fish. He said happily, "Is it a mackerel? It's a big one. Oh, it's rare to see such a big mackerel..."
"Pull it up and take a look..."
Both the father and the son were a little surprised. Who doesn’t like big fish? Whether it is valuable or not is another matter. Anyway, the big size makes people happy just by looking at it.
"This doesn't seem to be a mackerel, it's a golden mackerel." Ye Yaodong untied the fishing net and looked at the patterns on the fish's body.
Father Ye was a little confused. Golden Spanish Mackerel? The name contains Spanish mackerel, so isn't that Spanish mackerel? Then the Spanish mackerel is also called Spanish mackerel.
These two look similar, aren't they both Spanish mackerel? Forgive him for being a little closed-minded and ignorant.
Ye Yaodong glanced at his father. Finally, he knew something that his father didn't know. The old fisherman knew only through word of mouth, and nowadays the news is blocked, so he may not know everything.
He didn't explain, but first untied the fishing net and poured out the goods onto the deck. He would have to pick and sort them slowly later anyway.
Father Ye squatted there and looked at the stuff that was poured out. Apart from a few good spring fish, there was nothing particularly rare. He picked them up and then pulled the big fish out from the pile of groceries.
When the fish was dragged up, due to its large size and not a lot of cargo, it was not weighed down very much and its mouth could still move a few times.
"Hey, this one must weigh several dozen kilograms, and it's pretty heavy."
Father Ye laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close. His eyes narrowed into slits. He held the fish's head and tried to turn it over, but he couldn't.
He said with certainty: "This is a Spanish mackerel, no doubt about it, it is a big Spanish mackerel."
He spoke with great confidence, as if he would not accept Ye Yaodong's rebuttal.
But, could Ye Yaodong not refute just because of his father’s tone
He also squatted down. "Look, there is a golden stripe from its eyes to its tail, and its anal and pectoral fins are yellow-brown, so it is called the golden mackerel."
Golden mackerel, whose scientific name is yellowtail amberjack (shi), belongs to the order Perciformes and is a warm-water pelagic fish found in the nearshore area.
As he spoke, he took out a larger horse mackerel from the pile of fish that had just been poured out nearby, put them together, and showed them to his father for comparison.
"See? The Spanish mackerel has a spindle-shaped body with pointed ends. The back of the body is blue-black with blue spots all over. The belly is silver-gray, and there are small fins around the tail."
Spanish mackerel, whose scientific name is blue-spotted Spanish mackerel, belongs to the Spanish mackerel family and is a medium-sized economic marine fish of the upper and middle layers. It is agile and ferocious by nature. It likes to hunt small fish in groups for food. In my country, it is mainly distributed in the South China Sea and the East China Sea.
The most obvious way to distinguish golden mackerel from Spanish mackerel in appearance is by looking at the fins. The golden mackerel has a continuous dorsal fin, while the Spanish mackerel has a row of separate small fins on the upper and lower sides of its tail.
He pointed to the fish fins and explained it to his father. Father Ye was stunned and couldn't think of any rebuttal.
"How did you know that? Did you read it in the newspaper? And the newspaper also mentioned fish?"
"Books contain golden houses, books contain..." He read one sentence and couldn't read the rest. What was the rest? How did he say it
He quickly shut up.
"There is everything in books, so you should read more books and newspapers! If you don't understand something, ask more questions in the future."
Hearing this tone, Ye's father wanted to hit someone. Who is the boss
It seemed to him that although there were slight differences between the two species, they were both mackerel and were called similarly, so what was the big difference
It just so happens that what people who have read a few days of books and can recognize a few words say seems to make sense, and the differences are indeed different, and there is no way to refute it.
"It doesn't matter what it's called, it's all called Spanish mackerel, there's no difference," Ye's father quickly changed the subject, "This one is probably over a meter long, pick it up and see how heavy it is?"
Ye Yaodong did not argue with his father and gave him some face. After all, he had already taken off the label of illiterate!
Nowadays, people who can read are considered educated people, and people will believe you more no matter what you say.
He tried to pick up the huge golden mackerel on the ground, but felt a little tired.
"I estimate it to be around 50 to 60 kilograms, which is not small. There aren't many mackerels this big around here."
Father Ye also reached out to take it and hugged it, almost falling down. The two of them held it together, and he had a smile on his face.
"It is heavy enough. I can sell it for more money."
“This is cheaper than mackerel.”
“But it’s big.”
"Right."
Ye Yaodong nodded. A big fish would definitely sell for more money than a small one. However, this fish cannot be cooked. It is better to eat it raw. I heard that sashimi would be more delicious.
Father Ye threw the big fish into the basket beside him, and rummaged through the pile of fish, and found that there were quite a lot of mackerel today.
"These fish basically come in schools, right? The number we caught today doesn't seem to be much." He said as he picked out some fish individually and threw them into the basket.
“Maybe we missed the school of fish?”
Maybe these are the ones that have strayed. Ye Yaodong took a knife and started bleeding the big fish, saying this casually.
Father Ye responded, clapped his hands and began to organize the fishing nets.
"Then let's continue trawling in this area. It looks like we'll get a good harvest."
"Um."
After the father and son processed the fish and tidied up the fishing net, they started to lower the net again and continued their work.
Today, because we had to set up the sticky nets and shrimp cages, we didn’t have enough time, so we only collected three nets and called it a day.
When the last net of fish was pulled in, there were quite a lot of sea bass, most of which were around one or two kilograms. There were no particularly big ones, but the harvest was still quite gratifying.
Father Ye looked around but didn't find anything particularly valuable, so he wiped his hands with a rag and stood up.
"There are quite a lot of bass. This net is OK, but the second net was a little worse."
"You can tidy up the fishing nets. There is no need to rush to pick up the goods. While there is still some time, I will drive the boat to the shrimp cages and collect some goods to see if there are many."
"That's fine. It's only three o'clock now. It's too late to cast a net. The sun won't set when we get back. We can collect the shrimp cages while we still have time."
Hearing that his father agreed, Ye Yaodong went to the bow of the boat and drove towards the shrimp cages that were placed at night.
The buoy on the sea surface sways with the waves. If the wind and waves are not strong, it will not be destroyed. The only thing is that if the wind and waves are strong outside, once the wind blows, it will be impossible to get out and retrieve the net.
Otherwise, you can just take the trap outside and put it there instead of placing it on the shore.
Ye Yaodong collects shrimp cages like collecting ground traps. There is no technique involved. He just pulls them up little by little along the rope.
The green shrimp cage net gradually floated to the surface of the water, and you could vaguely see fish and shrimp jumping inside. It seemed that there were quite a lot of them.
After collecting the net, he poured all the goods in the shrimp cage net bag into the bamboo basket beside him. There were all kinds of goods, including fish, shrimps and crabs. When they were poured out, they were all still alive and kicking.
Ye Yaodong looked at the amount of food inside and estimated that there were about half a pound of large and small sword shrimps, some red shrimps, two stone crabs, and a few small fish, probably about two pounds...
"It's OK, so-so..."
It’s just the first opening of the net, and there are 50 shrimp cages in it. He continues to collect the nets.
The shrimp cages were collected one by one and all the goods were poured into bamboo baskets. As more and more shrimp cages were collected, the goods in the bamboo baskets gradually increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Father Ye sorted out the fishing net and dragged it into the cabin before coming over. Seeing the half-full bamboo basket, he was very satisfied.
"How many have you collected? It seems like there are quite a few, and there are quite a few sword shrimps."
Nowadays, among all seafoods, shrimps are the most expensive and the best-selling ones besides fish.
"Three rows have been collected, and there are still two rows left."
"That's fine. I have several dozen kilograms, so I can make up the number."
"There are fish and crabs in there, some big and some small sword shrimps, and some red shrimps. After sorting them out, there aren't that many."
"That's good. Aren't there still two rows?"
"Yes, I am collecting it."
Father Ye thought that Dongzi was collecting the fishing nets at the moment and he would not be needed for the time being. There was no rush to sort the trawl fish on the deck. He could sort them into baskets after all the shrimp cages were collected and on the way back there would be enough time to sort them.
He simply walked to the corner, picked up the hookah he carried with him, and planned to take a few puffs while he had some free time.
It is hard to endure drifting on the sea for a whole day without a hookah.
But he didn't have time to smoke. He just gulped it after dinner and took a few puffs to satisfy his craving.
He held the hookah in his hand, and in his palm was a brown round tin box of tobacco. He unscrewed the lid as he walked, grabbed a handful of tobacco, and stuffed it into the hole of the hookah.
He walked to Ye Yaodong, leaned against the side of the boat, and watched him collect the shrimp cages little by little. He also took out the matchbox in his pocket and lit it.
The gurgling sound rang in his ears. Ye Yaodong smiled and said, "You know how to find opportunities. Take a few puffs when you get a chance."
The light of the match can only burn for a while, and Ye's father wanted to take the opportunity to take a few more puffs, so he kept gurgling and ignored him.
Ye Yaodong didn't expect his father to say anything. He just continued to collect his shrimp cages. However, he didn't expect that this shrimp cage would actually bring him a surprise!
"Hey? Little Qinglong."
He had just collected half of the shrimp cage when he saw a lobster crawling on the mesh!
Little Green Dragon!
It's so big, with a bit of green and patterns on its body. If it's not a small blue dragon, then what is it
"Cough cough cough~" Father Ye was halfway through smoking his hookah when he heard that Little Green Dragon had been captured, and he choked and started coughing violently.