I rely on fishing to achieve freedom in life

Chapter 15 Pier Night Market
While people in the town were rushing to buy hooks and go out to catch fish, Bai Lang had already driven his boat back to the small pier in the village.

In the morning, I went out to sea to release the hook just after dawn, and worked until two or three in the afternoon. To be honest, even if Bai Lang's physical strength became stronger, he still couldn't bear it.

After returning home, he took a bath, cooked some noodles, filled his stomach and fell asleep.

He was a little excited when selling fish, so he seemed to be quite energetic, but after falling down, he fell asleep in less than a minute.

He slept in total darkness. When he woke up, he looked out the window and found that it was pitch black.

"I didn't expect to sleep for such a long time."

Bailang got up and washed his face, and then found that his stomach was already growling with hunger.

He walked into the kitchen and searched for a while and found that there was nothing at all except some rice.

He frowned. He had been busy all day and only ate some noodles when he came back.

Now when he wakes up after a good sleep, there is nothing left in his stomach. People are like iron, and food is like steel. If he doesn't eat for one meal, he will feel hungry. Now he must solve the problem of eating.

He hadn't thought about this when he was in town during the day. He just went to sell fish and came back after selling. He didn't expect to buy something to eat.

Bailang thought for a while, and the only way now was to go to town.

Although it is already ten o'clock in the evening, you should be able to find something to eat at the food stalls in the town, or in other words, it is midnight snack time.

Bailang was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. Without any support, he turned around and went out and ran directly towards the small pier in the village.

It was dark in Dalang Village at night. He untied the cable and drove the boat straight to the town.

"Isn't this Boss Bai? You are really good at fishing!"

Bailang had just docked his boat at the pier in the town. After tying the cable and jumping on, a man walked up to him and gave him a thumbs up while talking.

"Oh, thank you."

Bailang was stunned for a moment, but he immediately came to his senses.

He also knew that the news that he caught a big grouper yesterday and a boatload of white pomfret today must have spread around the town.

This is actually not surprising at all. To put it bluntly among fishermen, it depends on who is the best at fishing. As long as you have skills and catch more fish than others, you will be the most awesome one and you will be able to win over others. recognition and appreciation.

The pier in the town is only a few hundred meters away. Although it is very late now, there are still many people planning to go out to sea.

Bailang walked along and met many people. Some people greeted him very politely, while others looked at him with envy and jealousy.

He behaved very calmly, nodding in response to anyone who greeted him, but he chose to ignore others.

Not long after walking, Bailang found a food stall next to the pier.

At this moment, the place is brightly lit and very lively. There are many people eating and even drinking. This kind of place usually serves people who go fishing at sea. It is still lively at this time.

"Boss, let's have a plate of prawns, a portion of conch, half a plain-cut chicken, two bottles of cold beer, and stir-fried vegetables or something."

Bailang found a separate place to sit down and shouted.

The food stalls are very lively, and they are all people who go out to sea to fish, and their personalities are inherently rough. They eat big meals, eat meat, drink wine, and chat loudly.

But at this time, there was a sudden silence. It took a while before anyone spoke again, but it all turned into whispers.

"Do you know who the young man just now is? He is Bai Lang. He caught several thousand kilograms of white pomfret with a hook today." "No, he looks so young. If he is an old fisherman, I will recognize him. He is so young. He doesn’t look like a fisherman.”

"It doesn't matter if you're young. Those who can catch fish in our industry are really good at it."

"Now the fishermen are going crazy. They are all buying hooks and going out to sea to try their luck."

People sitting at the food stalls were secretly glancing at Bai Lang, who was sitting alone, and talking in low voices.

Bailang sat and waited for his meal, listening to the discussions of the people around him without much expression on his face.

But he was a little funny in his heart. He had caught thousands of kilograms of white pomfret with a hook, and many people wanted to imitate him. Several diners had baskets with hooks at their feet. It looked like they were going to sea later. Go try your luck.

Needless to say, those who want to try their luck to make a fortune are destined to come up empty-handed.

Without a golden finger that can track fish schools like him, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to encounter fish schools in the vast ocean.

He shook his head and ignored the comments of the people around him.

"Boss Bai, this is the dish you ordered. The ingredients are all from that day, absolutely fresh."

The person who served the food was a woman who still had a good looks, which is what the food stalls all look like. A fat middle-aged man was in charge of cooking, and the one who greeted the customers was usually pretty.

Even if she is not the boss lady, she is the boss who came here specially. If the food stall business wants to do well, in addition to good taste and affordable prices, this is also very important.

"Okay, thank you." Bailang nodded and said thank you.

Everyone knows him, it seems like he is really famous in town now.

But these were all things he expected.

After the dishes were served, he started to eat with his head down. After working all day, he ate a bowl of noodles in the afternoon. By this time, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

After a meal, the food on the table disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After finishing all the dishes, Bailang ordered another fried rice noodles and a two-pound steamed grouper, which finally filled his stomach.

People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry. This is absolutely true.

After eating and drinking, Bailang became lively again.

After scanning the QR code and paying, he left the food stall.

"Have you seen it? I didn't expect that this guy Bai Lang has such a big appetite. He ate a whole table of food by himself, which is enough for the three of us."

"Our line of work is all about manual labor. How can we make money if we don't have enough to eat?"

"If you can fish as well as he does, don't eat so much. Even if you eat ten times more, it will be fine."

After eating, Bailang found that it was still early. He was used to living in a big city and had a good sleep in the afternoon. He was still very energetic at this point.

He didn't rush home, but walked around the town.

He used to come here often when he was young, but after not coming for such a long time, he found that the town had not changed much.

If I must say it, maybe you can occasionally see a few newly built houses, or those old houses are more dilapidated than in memory.

(End of this chapter)