Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982 Chapter 408

  Let's not talk about it, don't look at Dongzi tossing some strange things that he has never seen all day long. Although they seem to be out of tune, they are really useful.

   This second time, a whole row of fishing lines were hung up again. Before the two of them had waited for a while, the hooks shook again.

Father Ye felt that this series of fishing together was much faster than fishing with a single fishing line. There was no need to wait for a long time, one after another, without stopping, and often they would shake together many times, and they couldn't catch it at all. .

   It is a bit troublesome and time-consuming to arrange those fishing lines, especially when the sea wind blows randomly, blowing several fishing lines into a ball, which is really fatal.

  Ye Yaodong encountered this kind of situation at this time, his head was so big, his hair was almost bald, and a lot of time was wasted on this.

  When he was about to fish for the third round, the fishing lines on the deck were blown into a ball by the wind. Fortunately, there were only three lines fighting, and the other fishing lines had already been baited and launched into the water.

   Really had no choice, not wanting to waste time fighting with a ball of thread, Ye Yaodong simply picked up the scissors and cut off one of the knotted ones.

   It went smoothly in an instant, one line rushed out from the chaotic battle, and the other two lines came out after a stroke. He was also relieved immediately, and heard his father calling for help.

  He quickly threw away the thread in his hand, and brought two bamboo baskets, and put a ball of thread into one basket, so as to avoid being blown and knotted again.

  Father Ye turned to ask him while taking up the thread, "That ball of thread hasn't been untied yet?"

   "I just sorted it out and cut a thread before it came out. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take to sort it out. The trouble is dead and the wind is strong."

   "Leave those few lines first, collect these first, and then bait later when you are free."

   "Well, let's connect the one that was cut off by the way later, you can't catch big fish, you can only catch small fish."

  Tie a knot on the fishing line and reconnect it and continue to use it. There is no problem with ordinary small fish, but if you catch a big fish, the strength of the connected fishing line will decrease.

  Father Ye nodded and continued to move his hands. "The front one has been broken. If this one can be used, just tie a knot and use it. When you go back at night, you can replace it with a new one."

   "Well, take your luck."

The whole group had a great time fishing. The fish in the bucket gradually increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. The father and son were busy with the row of fishing lines. Four or five more than the four soldiers combined.

   After Ye Yaodong cooked the noodles, he asked the soldiers to eat, and they all said to catch another hook and wait a little longer...

   "Damn... have you gone mad? You've all become fishermen?"

"What?"

   "Don't be a soldier anymore, apply for discharge and come back to the sea with me, you can fish every day."

   "Huh? That won't work, it's an honor to be a soldier..."

   "The fishing guy is also glorious! Fishing can also serve the people! How nice it is to stay in our village and marry a wife."

   "No, no, no, you eat first, we will come after we finish this hook."

   "Then cook it yourself later."

   "Good good good."

   Originally, he wanted to be humble to them, but now he eats first as a respect, and by the way, asks his father who is tidying up the fishing line to eat first too.

   Anglers never fly.

  One stick and one pack of cigarettes, sit by the sea for a day.

  If I can't catch big fish, I'll catch small fish. If I can't catch small fish, I'll touch shrimp. If shrimp can't be touched, I'll pick wild vegetables. If there are no wild vegetables, I'll drink two sips of water before leaving.

  Ye Yaodong held a bowl of noodles, squeezed in between them, sucked and sucked next to them, and watched them take up the thread by the way.

  It happened that Ah San shouted excitedly at this moment, "Hastily, I finally caught a big fish, ah yo yo~ I still have a lot of energy, I still want to run..."

  Ye Yaodong quickly bit off the noodles in his mouth, chewed casually a few times, and said vaguely: "Big fish, awesome, hurry up and take a look, don't be another shark."

   "Crow's mouth, I'm definitely going to catch a grouper that weighs tens of kilograms, or the octopus you caught is also fine."

   "Groupers weighing several tens of catties may not work. The line will break and the fish will run away. This fishing line will not be able to bear more than ten catties. If you are unlucky, just break the line."

   "Damn, you're here to sing bad news, right..."

"No, I've always been an honest person, and I like to tell the truth. And, let me tell you, this grouper is very territorial. There will only be one in an area. I caught one yesterday. Today is enough. It is estimated that it will take several days before new groupers come to occupy this place, so don't dream."

   "Go, go, eat your noodles, there is no grouper, just come and have a fish you caught."

   "I feel hanging..."

   Ah San heard Ye Yaodong say shark on the left, disconnection on the right, he said he was dreaming, and he said hanging, and he heard his temples twitch.

   "Are you going to be beaten?"

   "Obviously not resistant to beating... No, you can't think like this. You are all sent to the fence, eat mine, drink from me, live from me, and dare to beat people? Be careful, I will cut your fishing line now..."

   Ah San turned her head and glared at him, "You are so sinister!"

  Ye Yaodong smiled and Mimi continued to fish for his noodles, "Who told you to beat me up. Don't look, I know I'm handsome, and I've turned pale recently...ah...fuck...my face..."

   "No...my bowl..." Ye Yaodong glared at the innocent Ah San, "I suspect you did it on purpose!"

   "It's really not, who made you get too close, I'm reeling in, this fish is struggling hard..."

  Father Ye also scolded, "Don't you have any snails in your hand? Can't hold a bowl? Why are you so close?"

   "Ah Yuyuyu..." Captain Chen shouted excitedly from the side.

  Ye Yaodong also looked towards the sea, a group of small fish gathered on the side of the boat, grabbing noodles there.

  After he said a word, he reacted quickly and quickly picked up the hand net on the deck, and went to the small pile of fishing nets below.

   He just caught up with him, caught the net straight, and when he lifted the hand net, all the fish gathered at the bottom scattered and ran away.

   "Yes, the response is quite fast."

   "That's right. I didn't have the nerve to fish for those officials who went to sea a few times ago, but those small fish are useless and worthless."

  Ye Yaodong brought the net to him and looked at it, "Sea catfish? The size is not bad, so-so."

   "You can still catch a net of small fish, and the bowl is not in vain. You should thank me."

   "Okay, this fish will be killed by you tonight! Make up for your mistakes."

   Trouble him, this one is only ten or twenty centimeters long, most of them are less than one or two, and some are even smaller, this net has six or seven catties, let him make it slowly.

   This fish boiled sauerkraut or sour bamboo shoots are delicious, fried more fragrant...

   "Tch, kill me if you want, you know, I'm not alone..."

   "Eh? Don't...you're alone!" Captain Chen quickly denied and took everyone out.

  The other two soldiers also echoed, "Yes, you are alone."

   "Humph~"

Ah San glanced at the three people who were dishonest, snorted twice and continued to take up his thread. Who knew that he had just taken in half of it, and he was still pulling there for a second, and saw a white spray in the next second. A long figure jumped into the air.

  The height of the rise was two or three meters, and the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and they were so excited that they kept lying down.

   This is what they learned from Ye Yaodong orally, otherwise, they would have shouted other modal particles.

  Ye Yaodong was pouring a net of sea catfish into a bamboo basket when he heard movement behind him.

   Turning his head to look, his eyes widened too, and the hand fishing net in his hand was discarded, and he threw them into the bamboo basket together, and ran over quickly.

   It was also he who caught up in time. The fish just fell into the water again from mid-air, splashing everyone's faces.

  Everyone squinted at the same time, and then reached out to wipe their faces at the same time.

   "Grass, what kind of fish is this riding a horse? So fierce?"

   "Fuck, I touched all the fish on my hook and ran away."

   "What kind of fish is this? It can actually fly, awesome."

   "This fish is amazing, it can still go to the sky."

   "Ah Dong, Uncle Ye, what kind of fish is this, so awesome."

  Everyone didn't care about their own fishing lines at the moment, they all pulled it up, intending to call it a day, and focused on watching Ah San wrestle with the fish that returned to the water.

   "Tarpon." Ye Yaodong said.

  After he came to see what kind of fish it was, the feeling of surprise was gone, causing his adrenaline to soar just now.

  He caught these handfuls of fish before.

   Tarpon will be an anti-shading technique. Their backs are generally black, and when marine predators feed from above, the blackness of those backs hides them in the darkness of the deep water below.

  While most fish have a lighter ventral surface, tarpon is bright silver, a color that hides marine predators from the bottom up into the light upper water surface.

"It's so awesome. I'm really good. You can hook it up later with a hook, or catch it with a net later. This fish is really not small, and I've made a fortune..." Ah San yelled excitedly. , continue to wrestle with it.

  Ye Yaodong rolled his eyes, "Your sister, no one wants 2 cents a catty. It's the same as a shark with its fins cut off. You might as well catch a shark. At least the fins can sell for some money."

  In a few decades, wild fish will be so expensive, but at that time, no matter what kind of fish, as long as the word "wild" is used, the price will be higher.

  For example, some agricultural and sideline products, as long as they are labeled as farm, local, or domestic, the price will be high, and no one wants them to come out of the assembly line.

   Now, the seaside people still despise it.

  The meat of this fish is soft, rotten and spiny, and the meat taste is poor. In line with the principle of not wasting, it is usually caught and pickled into salted fish.

  His old lady thought it was a waste of salt last time, and even cut more than half of it to his aunt.

   Fallen today, there is another chapter later, rush out at one o'clock in the evening

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