Big Country Fisheries: Rebirth and the Rise of the Nineties

After Song Feiyun left He Lili's fishing gear shop, he immediately went to a place selling live shrimps and bought a total of three thousand yuan of live shrimps. At twelve o'clock in the evening, they delivered them to the dock. He bought ice cubes and put them all on the dock. I beat it into the kind of crushed ice that can be crushed as much as possible, followed by foam boxes one after another, and the last thing I bought was red plastic bags one after another. The last thing that is indispensable is food and drink. This is what I want to do on this trip to sea. It takes seven or eight days to prepare, or even ten days to prepare everything, and everything needs to be prepared properly.

Song Feiyun and Shi Tiezhu had a quick dinner and then returned to the dock and boarded the fishing boat.

It didn't take long for the purchased items to be delivered one after another.

Song Feiyun and Shi Tiezhu started to get busy.

The crushed ice was packed into foam boxes one after another. It was not full but only about five centimeters thick at the bottom. However, the crushed ice in each foam box not only had to be put in, And it has to be flat, even as flat as possible.

At the same time, a red plastic bag is placed inside each foam box.

"What's going on?"

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"What are these boxes for!?"

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"The foam box has ice inside, so it must be used to hold fish, but why does it have to put a red plastic bag in it!?"

"Could it be that the caught fish are put in plastic bags and then put in foam boxes to freeze?"

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"Is this necessary?"

"This is obviously unnecessary."

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Song Feiyun and Shi Tiezhu were busy on the deck of the fishing boat. They quickly attracted the attention of people fishing on other fishing boats around them.

What Song Feiyun and Shi Tiezhu are doing right now is really confusing to them. They don't know what these foam boxes and plastic bags, especially the red plastic bags, are used for.

If it's just a few foam boxes and a few red plastic bags, even if everyone really doesn't understand it and doesn't know what it's trying to do, they won't take it seriously and will throw it out after just a few words. The back of the head.

But there are too many foam boxes and too many red plastic bags.

It's piled all over the deck.

Every once in a while, prepared foam boxes and red plastic bags are moved into the cabin. Needless to say, they must be piled in the cold storage of the fishing boat.

Song Feiyun looked at the people on the fishing boats around him who were pointing at him. He didn't care at all. He lowered his head and continued busy with the work in hand.

At one o'clock in the morning, the hook was delivered, and he and Shi Tiezhu went out to sea to track the large yellow croaker.

These are all preparations that must be made in advance to catch large yellow croaker, otherwise you will be in a hurry.

The people around me must be very curious about what they are doing.

If these people can't see it, then they can. If they can't see it, I have no interest in explaining it.

Night falls.

The sun disappeared.

The sky and the earth were pitch black.

The street lights at the pier came on.

There are many people coming and going.

Ma Dashi staggered out of a food stall, holding half a bottle of liquor in his hand. He started eating at the food stall at noon. Feeling depressed, he simply started drinking wine and drank while eating. He drank from noon to The sun went down. Then we left.

Ma Dashi walked out of the food stall, thought for a while, there was nowhere to go, and simply introduced the pier directly.

Walked unsteadily for a while.

The sea breeze blows over.

All the wine I drank immediately came to my head. I couldn't control it, so I simply squatted on the edge of the pier and vomited.

Ma Dashi vomited vigorously for about ten minutes, almost vomiting out yellow bile. After vomiting, he wanted to rinse his mouth. He looked at the remaining half bottle of white wine in his hand and shuddered.

Just throw it directly into the sea.

Ma Dashi was just about to go home and have a good sleep. When he turned around, he immediately saw Song Feiyun busy on a fishing boat not far away. He couldn't help but touch a few scars on his face.

This was left over from a struggle with the man selling large yellow croaker during the day.

The big yellow croaker that I bought for 20,000 yuan is still in my hands and has not been sold at all.

Song Feiyun interfered with his own affairs.

Regardless of whether the stated method of identification is true or false, as long as the news gets out, people who want to buy their own fish must be very alert.

You can earn at least 10,000 yuan from selling this fish. Looking at it now, it is very likely that you will lose it in your own hands.

I don’t want the fish, but I’ve already paid the money, and the man selling the fish is not polite to me at all, and refuses to do so.

He had a hard fight, but he didn't win.

The person who caught the big yellow croaker, or the one who sold the big yellow croaker, beat himself up, took the money and left.

Ma Dashi immediately burst into anger and strode over. Many people were standing on the pier in front of Song Feiyun's fishing boat, watching the excitement, and stopped.

"It's really weird!"

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"This must be preparation for going out to sea for fishing, but why are they prepared like this? I have been fishing here for more than twenty years, and I have never seen anyone make such preparations before going out for fishing.

prepare."

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Ma Dashi listened to the discussions of the people watching around him.

Then he looked at Song Yun and Shi Tiezhu who were busy on the deck of the fishing boat.

Especially those foam boxes and red plastic bags.

I immediately knew what was going on.

"Ouch yo yo!"

"Boss Song."

"Are you planning to go fishing at sea!?"

"Really ambitious!"

"We have prepared so many foam boxes and red plastic bags. Do you want to catch all the giant yellow croakers in the entire sea!?"

Ma Dashi immediately scoffed. People around him didn't know what Song Feiyun was doing, but he could tell it at a glance.

This is preparation for catching the large yellow croaker. To be precise, it is preparation for storage once the large yellow croaker is caught.

"oh!?"

"So that's what happened."

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"Hahahahaha!"

"There are so many foam and red plastic bags prepared."

"How many large yellow croakers are you planning to catch?"

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"Why!"

"Young people really don't know how high the sky is and how high it is."

"Is the big yellow croaker so easy to catch?"

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"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"

"Boss Ma is right."

"I prepared so many foam boxes and red plastic bags because I really want to catch all the large yellow croakers in the entire sea."

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When the people around him heard what Ma Dashi said, they suddenly realized what Song Feiyun was doing. It didn't take long for them to start complaining, even ridiculing.