Chapter one hundred and eighty nine twists and turns
Qin Xiaobao thought he would have to do the work himself when he came up, but he didn't expect that he only had to pay and the crew would do the rest.
The fishing boat moved forward slowly with its fishing net. Although the members and the program team could not see anything, their eyes were focused on the wavy sea.
"Brother Bo, will there be fish?" Xiaobao was a little worried.
Hearing his words, Brother Chao and the others also turned their heads and looked at Huang Bo expectantly.
"Fishing is a matter of seventy percent strength." Huang Bo was confident: "I just asked about it and the captain is very experienced!"
"That's not stable."
"No." Huang Bo changed the subject: "Seven points depend on strength, and the remaining ninety-three points depend on luck."
"You're on a 100-percent scale for feelings!"
“Going out to fish is basically dependent on the weather.”
Everyone chatted for a while and finally started to close the network.
Qin Xiaobao didn't speak, just stared at the fishing nets that were being put away: "Why are they all empty!"
He wasn't asking a question, and no one answered him.
Three minutes later, cheers rang out.
"Hahahahaha, so many fish."
The heavy fishing net was lifted up, and it was full of fish. When it was dropped to a high place, it was scattered on the deck. Crabs, octopus, big fish, small fish...the most eye-catching one was a small fish that looked like an adult.
A moray eel as thick as an arm.
"It's so good!"
"This should be more than a hundred pounds."
"Once you become rich, what kind of work will you do? I'll ask you what kind of work you will do!"
Even the captain was a little surprised: "This net weighs at least three hundred kilograms."
Chen He couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed the moray eel, Qin Xiaobao shouted for someone to contact the courier, Huang Bo raised his tail, Deng Chao picked up a crab and danced...
Everyone is happy... except for the assistant director and choreographer of the boat...
"How much does this conger eel cost?" Chen He had some difficulty holding it.
"Twenty-six pounds, at least a dozen pounds."
"Even if it's 15 pounds, it's almost four hundred." He calculated very quickly: "There are also a lot of crabs. I remember they are quite expensive."
"Swimming crab, forty-one pounds."
"Hahahaha!" No one had any other expression except laughter.
Not to mention celebrities, even ordinary people rarely come to the sea to fish with a net. If they usually catch a fish of only a few kilograms, they probably have to post it on their friends to show off, not to mention hundreds of kilograms of various fish and crabs.
The main reason is that the program team and crew have been taking vaccinations before. There is also a chance of catching an empty fish in one net. Normally, the fish is dozens of kilograms, so I don’t have high hopes.
The surprise came too suddenly.
Now that there is a big harvest, everyone has not done it again and has to sort it out!
The six people put on gloves, sat down, and started to pack things up in a lively manner.
"Brother Chao, how many thousands can you get from this net? Doesn't that mean you don't have to work in the next few cities?" Qin Xiaobao asked as he threw the crab into the basin.
"That's normal. I don't know what the director will say." Brother Chao's face was full of joy: "Let's not talk about anything else. I have the seafood dinner I promised you? It's so fresh that it will explode."
"Let the program team go bankrupt!" Chen He didn't mean to worry at all. He pursed his lips and gestured to the assistant director who was communicating with the shore: "Did you see that? When Director Wang told us just now, that attitude? How arrogant.
I'm totally looking forward to their expressions now."
A few hundred kilograms of fish seemed like a lot, but the largest portion was the worthless tofu fish? Six people, six pairs of hands, picked out the crabs, yellow croakers, etc. and packed them separately, leaving the others alone.
"You have to change your clothes first when you go back!" Huang Bo smelled himself: "It smells like fish."
"Can't change!" Xiaolu shouted.
"Why?"
"Because we didn't have to change? We were tricked into boarding the ship? Our phones were confiscated? We didn't prepare anything."
"That's you? What does it have to do with us?" Huang Bo laughed: "We are just guests. Besides, you will be rich soon, buy it!"
"Yes, buy, buy, buy. If the little deer wants underwear, I will buy you a dozen."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Compared to the anxiety when I came, there was only joy on the way back.
As the ship was about to dock, you could see the program crew lined up. Chen He, who usually seemed the laziest during the recording of the program, took the initiative to ask for help and picked up the fattest moray eel.
The trophies were placed on the ground in baskets, and the director's expression was very wonderful.
"Well, this is just part of it. There is still a ton of tofu fish on the boat." Brother Chao pointed at the boat behind him with great arrogance.
"A ton?!" The director was really frightened: "I announce that our program is over and can no longer be recorded."
"If you don't record, you will have to settle accounts!" Brother Chao didn't buy it and urged the crew to calculate the money.
After a good harvest, you must know how much you earned.
The director stood across from me aggrievedly, holding a small notebook in his hand and kept recording.
"Sixteen pounds of eels, about four hundred pounds, nine pounds of swimming crabs, three hundred and six pounds, twelve pounds of yellow croaker..."
As the numbers were called out one by one, the members beamed and the director frowned.
"In the end, the tofu fish on board was about three hundred pounds, one thousand and five pounds."
Yeah! Several people are high-fiving here to celebrate.
"Give me money, give me money!" Chen He stepped forward boldly.
Qin Xiaobao has finally seen what it means to be miserable when extreme happiness arises, what it means to be full of twists and turns, and what it means to have a bright future in the dark.
"This can't be sold for money." The crew member suddenly said.
Huh? Everyone looked like a question mark.
There are two words written on the director's face: hope!
"What's the meaning?"
"We call this recreational fishing, and we don't have to worry about the fishing moratorium. However, the fish caught are not allowed to be traded. You can only eat it yourself or take it back. You cannot sell it for money."
"What?" Chen He shouted.
"So we can't buy it, otherwise it's illegal, right?" the director beamed.
He was about to prepare for the meeting, but he got an unexpected surprise. Not only him, but also the director next to him let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing that they didn't believe it, the crew repeated it again, swearing to the letter.
"What do you mean? Before we went, we agreed that we could sell it for money." The member glared at the director.
"We just found out," the director said with a rather unflattering smile, "It's not that we don't accept it, it's that we don't allow it."
"Isn't this fish worthless?"
"Valuable!"
"Then you give me the money."
"I can't give it to you. It's against the law."
"Then it's not worth anything."
"Valuable."
Chen He's collapse was like going to heaven and then back to earth. His mood was up and down like a roller coaster.
"Since we can't sell it, let's eat it first. There are so many people in the program team, so we can digest it together." Brother Chao saw that the stalemate here could not solve the problem, so he made a decision with a wave of his hand.
The people on the program team were happy because they had free seafood for lunch.
The director was so happy that the show almost couldn't be recorded, but suddenly it came to life.
The members had no choice but to curse and curse, not even daring to write the script just by talking about it.
The director felt that he was in the wrong because he had caught so much seafood, so he directly paid for the processing fee and refunded the 200 yuan spent on casting the net.
It's just that even if the seafood dinner is placed in front of the six members, the food is not delicious, the travel expenses are still not paid, which means that these more than two hours are all wasted.
The deer are all saying: If I had known earlier, I would have moved the ice.
The director sat silently at the members' table, no one paid attention to him.
"Let's discuss it!" The director's attitude was quite humble.
It was probably 3:30 after dinner. According to the members' speed in the morning, with a gap of more than 600 yuan, it was definitely too late.
The most work on the dock is in the morning, and by the afternoon, it is basically completed.
Besides, it would be a bit too much to ask them to do physical work after starting work in the early morning.
It's a mistake to begin with, so naturally I can't put on airs.