My Deep-sea Fishery

It's just that the survival rate is really terrible. With such a big net, at least more than 5,000 catties of mackerel, more than 4,000 catties can't survive just by sight.

If nothing happens, another third will die in the living water tank.

When they are transported back to the dock and unloaded, they may have to die another one-third. In the end, they will be able to be transported to the hotel alive, perhaps only about 300 kilograms.

"Everyone speed up. If there is a thousand catties of live fish in the final transaction, I will send you a red envelope of 100 yuan each." Xiang Yang shouted.

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

Although the amount of red envelopes issued by Xiang Yang each time is not large, he does what he says every time and never defaults. Moreover, various red envelopes and bonus benefits can be superimposed infinitely. Calculated, the red envelopes and bonuses obtained each time out of the sea are more than salary. high.

Fang Youqun was holding a mackerel in one hand, with both feet straddling like a hot wheel. When he ran, he didn't forget to shout to Xiang Yang: "Haha, a thousand catties of live fish is not a trivial matter, brother Yang, are you here? Give us money."

Chen Qingsheng from behind stared directly at him, "Is it true that I will give the money and wait until I get it? When I am working, I dare to make a small business. If it is because of you kid that I did not get this hundred yuan red envelope, I have to look for it. You want it."

Fang Youqun suddenly shrank his head when he heard the words and ran faster.

Xiang Yang looked at the scene in front of him and smiled. In the end, these mackerel, it must be impossible to transport a thousand catties back to the hotel alive. 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 with satisfaction. There were still a lot of mackerel survivors, which was a lot more than the one thousand catties that Xiang Yang predicted at the beginning. According to this survival rate, it may eventually be When he returned to Qinglong Bend, he could really survive more than a thousand catties.

Not many fish were cleared this time, but because the clearing 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 it, "Captain, shall we return now? This fish seems to be very fragile. If we don't return immediately, I am worried that we will have to die on the road. few."

In the living water tank, although the seawater is no different from the water in the ocean, there is some difference in the environment after all. Chen Qingsheng saw that Xiang Yang wanted these mackerel fish to survive, so he couldn't help but ask Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang shook his head, "Now when I return to the voyage, I can't even transfer a gas fee. Although the fresh wild mackerel can be sold at the hotel for thousands of dollars per catty, I approve it, and the price is actually So two hundred yuan per catty, even if I return to sail now, when the dock arrives, these fish will survive thousands of catties if they die."

When Chen Qingsheng heard this, he immediately got a comprehensive understanding of these mackerel fish. No wonder Xiang Yang dare to say that as long as these mackerel fish can survive a thousand catties when they return to the dock, they will give 100 to each person on the boat. Dollar red envelope.

It turns out that as long as everyone speeds up a little bit, Xiang Yang will be able to make an extra 20,000 yuan for every extra catty of these mackerel live.

However, Chen Qingsheng did not dislike Xiang Yang's approach. When working, he should finish things quickly and spend the rest of the time on rest. Chen Qingsheng thinks it is very good.

"Captain, what should I do with these dead fish? Really just throw them away?" Chen Qingsheng asked, pointing to dozens of foam boxes stacked on the deck.

Xiang Yang has a headache.

These dead mackerel are actually a burden to Xiang Yang.

A box of twenty catties, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sell it for 300 yuan. Frozen mackerel is a cheap sea fish of the same grade as frozen horsehead, and because of its stench, it’s harder to sell than horsehead. , Even if it is dragged back, it may not be able to be sold.

You should know that the horsehead fish on Xiang Yang's own boats are generally not towed back, and are directly processed on the boat into canned food or fish meal and fish balls.

The mackerel, even after processing, will still have a strong fishy smell.

But if it were to be lost like this, Xiang Yang would be a little bit reluctant, after all, he had already packed the box.

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

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

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

Xiang Yang shook his head and said nothing.

When the mackerel was alive, it was tender and delicious.

But after death, the meat deteriorated very quickly. One hour after death, it was the same as other fishes one day after death. Two hours after death, strange smells other than fishy smell began to appear.

The fishing boat continued on.

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

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

Xiang Yang raised his eyes to look at the sky, his eyelids twitched a little, and then said, "The sky is going to change."

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

As soon as Chen Qingsheng's voice fell, there was a patter of rain in the sky.

Xiang Yang felt the sea breeze, and felt that it was indeed impossible for a storm to occur, so he nodded and said: "Leave two people on the deck on duty, and then arrange another person to watch the surroundings on the observation deck. UU read www.uukanshu.com, everyone else. Go into the cabin and we will wait for the rain to stop before we go out to fish."

"Do you want to continue sailing?" Xu Fang asked.

Xiang Yang nodded, "Since the rain does not affect the ship's navigation, then we have no reason to stop."

"It just so happens that when we are sailing, we can continue to trawl the net, and after the rain stops, we can just collect the net and clean the catch." Xu Fang also smiled and nodded.

After Chen Qingsheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Captain, I also think this method is good. You can try it. Even if there is no gain, it will not delay us."

"Why didn't it delay? When the rain stops, if it happens to be in time for our lunch, should we eat first or get the net to clean the catch?" Xiang Yang denied with a smile.

Xiang Yang actually didn't want to cast a net when it rained.

Although the rainy day is the best time to fish, it is also the time when marine safety accidents occur most frequently.

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