My Deep-sea Fishery

It's just that the survival rate is really bad. With such a large net, at least 5,000 catties of mackerel, and more than 4,000 catties will not survive.

If there is no accident, another third will die in the living water tank.

When they are transported back to the pier for unloading and trading, another third may have to die, and those who can finally be transported to the hotel alive are probably only about 300 catties.

"Everyone, speed up. If there is a thousand catties of live fish in the final transaction, I will give each of you a hundred yuan red envelope." Xiang Yang shouted loudly.

When the crew members heard this, their eyes lit up immediately, and they worked harder one by one.

Although the amount of red envelopes that Xiang Yang sends each time is not large, he does what he says every time and never defaults. Moreover, various red envelopes, bonuses and benefits can be superimposed indefinitely. Calculated, the red envelopes and bonuses he gets every time he goes to sea are worth less than his salary. high.

Fang Youqun held a mackerel in one hand, and his feet moved like hot wheels. While running, he didn't forget to shout to Xiang Yang: "Haha, isn't it trivial to have a thousand catties of live fish? Brother Yang, what are you doing here?" Send us money."

Chen Qingsheng from behind glared at him directly, "Should I give you the money and wait until I get it? I dare to desert while working, or if it's because of you that I didn't get the hundred yuan red envelope, I have to find it." You can't."

When Fang Youqun heard this, he shrank his head and ran faster.

Xiang Yang looked at the scene in front of him and smiled. It is definitely impossible for these mackerel fish to be transported back to the hotel alive by a thousand catties. Yang felt that it was still possible.

Soon, everyone quickly cleaned up the mackerel on the deck.

Xiang Yang looked at the living water tank and nodded in satisfaction. There are still quite a few mackerel surviving, which is much more than the one thousand catties that Xiang Yang predicted at the beginning. According to this survival rate, it may eventually When I returned to Qinglong Bend, I was able to survive more than a thousand catties.

There were not many catches in the cleanup this time, but because the cleanup was urgent, everyone was very tired.

After cleaning the deck, Xiang Yang did not immediately order to cast the net again.

Chen Qingsheng twisted a bottle of soda for himself, and asked Xiang Yang while drinking, "Captain, are we going to return now? This fish seems very fragile. If we don't return immediately, I'm worried that we will die on the way." few."

In the living water tank, although the sea water is no different from the water in the ocean, the environment is still somewhat different. Seeing that Xiang Yang wanted these mackerel alive so much, Chen Qingsheng couldn't help asking Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang shook his head, "Going back now, I can't even transfer the gas fee back. Although fresh wild mackerel can be sold at a price of thousands of yuan per catty in the hotel, but I approve it, the price is actually 100 yuan. Then it costs two hundred yuan a catty, even if I return to the voyage now, when I get to the pier, these fish will survive for hundreds of catties."

As soon as Chen Qingsheng heard this, he immediately had a comprehensive understanding of these mackerel fish. No wonder Xiang Yang dared to say that as long as these mackerel fish could survive a thousand catties when they returned to the dock, he would give each person on the boat a hundred Dollar red envelope.

It turned out that as long as everyone speeded up a little bit, Xiang Yang could earn an extra 20,000 yuan for every 100 catties the mackerel lived.

However, Chen Qingsheng didn't dislike Xiang Yang's approach. When working, he quickly finished things and then used the rest of the time to rest. In Chen Qingsheng's opinion, it was very good.

"Captain, what should we do with these dead fish? Are they really just thrown away?" Chen Qingsheng asked, pointing to dozens of foam boxes piled up on the deck.

Xiang Yang has a headache.

These dead mackerel are actually a burden to Xiang Yang.

A box of 20 catties may not sell for 300 yuan. Frozen mackerel is the same level of cheap sea fish as frozen horsehead fish, and because of the smell, it is even more difficult to sell than horsehead fish. , even if it is dragged back, it may not be able to sell.

You must know that the horsehead fish on Xiang Yang's own boat is usually not dragged back, but directly processed into canned food or fish meal and fish balls on the boat.

And mackerel, even after processing, still has a strong fishy smell.

But if it was just lost like this, Xiang Yang would be a little bit reluctant, after all, it had already been boxed.

Xiang Yang couldn't bear to lose even the cheaper squid and cuttlefish.

"Move to the frozen cabin first. If you want to eat, you can bake it yourself." Xiang Yang waved his hand and said.

Chen Qingsheng nodded, "Okay, I'll take someone to move it right away, and tonight, I'll try roasting a few and see how unpalatable this mackerel is after it's dead."

Xiang Yang shook his head and said nothing.

When this mackerel is alive, it is tender and delicious though.

But after death, the meat deteriorates very quickly. After one hour of death, it is the same as other fish after one day of death. After two hours of death, a strange smell other than fishy smell begins to appear.

The fishing boat moved on.

At this time, in the blue sky, some clouds began to appear slowly.

Those clouds were very light at first, but soon they became like cotton candy, floating in large groups in the sky, and they felt thicker and thicker.

Xiang Yang looked up at the sky, his eyelids twitched a little, and said, "The sky is about to change."

"Well, I read the weather forecast. It's just a normal rainfall, and there will be no extreme weather such as storms." Chen Qingsheng said.

As soon as Chen Qingsheng finished speaking, light rain fell from the sky.

Xiang Yang felt the sea breeze for a while, and felt that there was no possibility of a storm, so he nodded and said, "Leave two people on duty on the deck, and arrange one person to guard the surroundings on the observation deck, and all the others go to the cabin. Come out to fish after the rain stops."

"Then do you want to continue sailing?" Xu Fang asked.

Xiang Yang nodded, "Since the rain does not affect the sailing of the ship, there is no reason for us to stop."

"It's just right, we can continue to trawl the net when we are sailing for a while, and after the rain stops, we can just collect the net and clean up the catch." Xu Fang also nodded with a smile.

After hearing this, Chen Qingsheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly said: "Captain, I also think this method is good, you can try it, even if you don't gain anything, it won't delay us."

"Why is there no delay? When the rain stops later, if it happens to be our lunch time, then should we eat first or set up the net to clean up the catch?" Xiang Yang denied with a smile.

Xiang Yang actually didn't want to cast nets when it was raining.

Although the rainy day is the best time for fishing, it is also the time period when marine safety accidents are most frequent.