The ninth and forty-second chapters are like divine help
Gao Qijing watched the latest fish enter the cabin, and after closing the storage hatch cover, she felt a little helpless towards Chen Wenzhe.
At this time, he also realized that when they refitted the ship, they went a bit too far.
The storage cabin of this fishing boat is too occupied. It would be nice to have room for a storage cabin now. How big can the space be?
For example, the remaining storage compartment of this ship is only about 1.8 meters by 2.45 meters.
And the depth is only a little over one meter. Now there are five fish of various sizes down there. Isn’t it really going to be full?
It turned out that they didn't have any problems with such a small storage cabin because it was enough.
Even if it's not enough, aren't there other water tanks?
They didn't have such worries about happiness, and they had never run so far, nor had they gained so much.
It's different now. Just because every bluefin tuna is large and valuable, and worthy of their careful handling and careful preservation, they are troubled.
"I think there is room for one in the cabin, but we are still short of two on the deck, at least two large and one small! Once we get these two, we will return to Hong Kong!" Chen Wenzhe said with a smile.
Although it sounds like a joke, Chen Wenzhe is serious.
He has decided to put everything he can into the bowl.
Anyway, the fishing grounds here have been exposed, so we can’t leave the bluefin tuna behind and let those disgusting guys get rich, right?
Of course, the most important thing is the big fish.
If we don’t get it up, Chen Wenzhe will have to think about it even when he goes to bed this time!
After listening to this, Gao Qijing pondered for a while.
He thought for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "There can only be one big fish or two small fish at most. If there are more, we can't take them away!"
"Two fish? One big and one small?"
"It probably won't work!"
Chen Wenzhe was just about to ask why? Then he remembered it himself.
Oilcloth can be used to wrap it temporarily, and there are enough ice cubes. If the time is short, there will be no problem with the quality of the fish.
But, do they have enough ice?
If there are really two fish, the ice cubes stored are simply not enough. Now there is no place to go, where does the ice come from?
Looking at Chen Wenzhe's frown, Gao Qijing asked: "What should I do?"
"We will return to Hong Kong by ten o'clock tonight at the latest!"
Chen Wenzhe thought for a moment and continued: "Now let's cheer up! If we really have a big harvest, then eat one."
This time when I go to sea, I will definitely not be able to accomplish anything.
After all, they were followed by more than 20 fishing boats. If there was a storm, he would not be able to bring so many boats close to the port in South Vietnam.
Of course, even if you get over it and are stared at by everyone, nothing can be done.
In this case, it is better to reward the crew members.
This time, the bodyguards hiding in the cabin stayed up late. They have made a huge contribution and deserve a reward!
"Yes! Captain!" After Gao Qijing saluted Chen Wenzhe, she started to work again with a smile.
Catch three more, freeze two, and eat one, it’s just right.
Even though Gao Qijing has been drifting on the sea for more than 20 years, he has never eaten bluefin tuna meat once!
This time, he will definitely eat meat.
When the fish was baiting the hook, Gao Qijing asked Chen Wenzhe again: "Captain! Are you using live bait? Do I think we should use sub-threads?"
"What are you using sub-thread for? It's a waste of live bait!"
When Chen Wenzhe heard this, he immediately rejected Gao Qijing's proposal. Gu You
The so-called sub-line is a main line with a few more hooks, that is, several more lines with bait.
What matters in this way is quantity, which gives the fish a greater chance of biting the bait.
Of course, Chen Wenzhe didn't have to do this. One piece of bait he made was enough.
It will definitely be troublesome if you put too much in, because if there are too many hooks, they won't be able to handle it, and they will have to cut the fishing line when the time comes.
Isn’t it unhealthy to do this? The baits he makes don’t take time? Fishing line is not money?
Gao Qijing doesn't insist, as long as he can catch fish, he is a good captain.
Now Gao Qijing cannot refute Chen Wenzhe's words, nor does he want to refute them.
Although he didn't know why, he was able to perform to a level he had never achieved before.
However, he knew that all this must be related to Chen Wenzhe.
Now he feels very good. It can be said that almost every time a fish bites the hook, he can pull it up.
In the past, when he was fishing for small fish and shrimps in the reef pits, he had made several mistakes occasionally, but now that he was fishing for bluefin tuna, he was like a god helping him every time.
There was no way to explain this kind of thing. Even though Gao Qijing was suspicious of Chen Wenzhe at first, he observed for several days and found nothing the young captain had done.
In the end, he could only think that it was a good match with Chen Wenzhe, or that it was his own luck, or at most that the new captain had brought him good luck.
The two people on the longline fishing boat looked relaxed, but the atmosphere on the surrounding fishing boats was not so good.
Take Zhang Jingxiang's boat as an example. The five people on board, including the captain and four assistants, all look like bitter gourds.
None of them can say a word now, and it seems that one more word will ignite the gunpowder in the air on the ship.
Zhang Jingxiang was half-full of anger. At this moment, he looked at the several crew members on the deck who were huddled, trying to find a way to vent his anger.
But after thinking about it for a while, I calmed down my anger again.
"Why are those outsiders so lucky?"
Zhang Jingxiang glanced bitterly in the direction of Chen Wenzhe and the others, and then spit on the deck.
The fish were just tens of meters below the boat, eating the bait but not coming up to bite the hook.
Zhang Jingxiang felt that this was like being possessed by an evil spirit.
As an old captain, although his skill in finding fish is not great, it is not really bad.
Also, there are fish swimming under the water now, but why can't he catch them?
The current situation makes him feel uncomfortable!
In the past, this situation was similar, but it was not as strange as today.
In the past, fish would come up, but whether they would bite the hook or not was another matter. This time, the fish didn’t come up, so they just wasted their bait!
Picking up the intercom, Zhang Jingxiang shouted to his old friend: "Lao Du! Lao Du!".
Soon there was an echo on the other end: "Lao Zhang, what's the matter?"
"How are you doing there?"
"It's still the same as before. There are fish but they won't bite the bait. Now I'm going to change to a thinner fishing line to have a look. Maybe the weather is so good today that the fish can see the fishing line!"
Lao Du had nothing to hide from his old friend, and told him exactly what he was going to do.
Zhang Jingxiang fell silent. What would happen even if he saw the fishing line?
Those under the water are bluefin tuna, not humans. Do they know what the fishing line is for?
No matter how careful you are, you still have to bite the hook tentatively, right?
However, it was so weird today, not a single fish bit the bait they threw!