Golden Fishing Village

After hearing this, Shen Zhilu nodded and said, "That makes sense."

Pi Yuyu said with some disbelief and disdain, "It makes sense but it's not feasible. What era is this? Satellites have been sent to the moon. Are we still using the old ways?"

"What was sent to the moon was a probe, not a satellite." Zhu Changrong shook his head and laughed.

The captain of the ship on the radio channel laughed along and said, "You are uneducated."

From the accent, this is a foreigner. If Ao Muyang was next to the radio, he would have heard that this was Yang Shuyong's voice.

The people on the Longtou have gotten used to all this. They helped Ao Muyang put on his equipment and then sent him into the water.

Ao Muyang pretended to be on the water, and a few minutes later he disappeared on the sea.

Someone asked the people on the Longtou on the radio, "Brother, aren't you worried?"

Ao Mudong snorted, "What's there to worry about? It's nothing. You don't know the ability of our Longtou. We are definitely underwater dragons."

Ao Muyang slowly dived into the water. It's not that he couldn't dive quickly, but he couldn't bear to do it.

The water vapor in the North Pacific is purer and more abundant. When it enters his body through his skin and the white agarwood bracelet, he feels a refreshing feeling.

He looked down at the water and saw the huge bowhead whales first.

This was not his target. After a few curious glances, he scanned the surroundings.

There were indeed shrimps underwater. Scattered cold water shrimps were brought to the upper waters. Ao Muyang found them after a casual search.

He stayed in the water for a while and floated to the surface when he felt that the time was about right.

There were many people lying on several nearby boats. The eager look made Ao Muyang shudder: "What kind of eyes are these?"

Ao Mudong, who helped him get on the boat, smiled and said: "The eyes of watching monkey show..."

Ao Muyang gave him a murderous look.

Ao Mudong realized that something was wrong with what he said, so he hurriedly said, "Speaking of this monkey show, the Sino-US co-production of Journey to the West will officially start in the second half of this year. Well, create a positive image, promote both literature and sports, and promote Chinese culture."

"What a mess." Ao Muyang changed his clothes and went to use the radio to command the net.

Knowing that there were indeed shrimps underwater, Peng Zhiqi, the captain of the shrimp boat, exclaimed: "Fuck, this luck is invincible. Just arrived at the designated target sea area, and encountered cold water shrimp? This luck, I dare not even think about it!"

"This is strength, the captain leads the team well." Immediately, a captain found an angle to flatter.

"It is definitely strength, and it is also a good sign, a good start!"

"The good start was obtained early, the saury is a good start, this is a continuation of the harvest!"

The sound of flattery is denser than the sound of the waves. Seeing that Ao Muyang is so popular, Pi Yuyu and other four vice presidents are uncomfortable. They all heard a familiar accent. This is their direct line.

There are no direct descendants in this era. The direct descendants that Chiang Kai-shek dragged from the mainland to Taiwan broke up with his beloved blue flag, let alone the fishermen who want to make a living?

As the shrimp nets came out of the water, looking at the heavy shrimp nets that were slumped into a water drop shape, there were more flattering voices on the radio, and more people were willing to be his direct descendants.

The composition of the fleet this time is different from ordinary deep-sea fishing. The fishermen have some relationship with the captain of the ship. Some fishing boats are directly bought by the fishermen on the boat, so they have more or less share after returning.

In this case, no matter whether it is fish or shrimp, as long as there is a harvest, it means they have made money.

Whether Ao Muyang beat their fellow villagers or fired their friends before, it is not an essential conflict. Nowadays, only conflicts of interest will cause irreconcilable contradictions.

The shrimp boat was working at full capacity. This boat was old, but it was well made. It would be overhauled every two to three years. This year, the fishing ban happened to have just taken place, and the hull was fully inspected, and waterproof paint was applied, equipment was refurbished, repaired and renovated, so it has maintained good performance.

The production line on the ship was also running at full capacity. First, the screening line was used. Shrimp of different sizes were screened out through the shaking assembly line with different hole spacing. They were put into their respective processing conveyor belts in order according to their size, and cooked and quick-frozen respectively.

Ao Muyang left a boat to work with the shrimp boat, and the other fishing boats in the fleet dispersed to continue looking for catches.

Offshore fishing is not that simple. The scattered fishing boats covered a large area of ​​sea. In addition to catching cold-water shrimps, they also encountered some herrings that day.

This is a rich product in the North Pacific, but unfortunately the economic value is low, and Ao Muyang doesn't like it.

The other captains were quite interested. After all, it was a catch, and they would make some money. They were in a serious loss now, and the fuel cost of going back and forth was not low.

Ao Muyang had nothing to do, so he went to cook.

This fishing operation took a long time and was a protracted war, so he didn't have to rush for success. It was better to maintain a normal life first.

The temperature at sea was low, and waves splashed on people's faces from time to time. The crew members were frozen like partridges blown by the cold current, shivering from head to toe.

Ao Muyang made sour soup dumplings, which were stuffed with mutton and green onions. He specially prepared spicy sour soup. At dinner time, everyone had a big bowl of sour and hot soup with dumplings, and they felt warm all over after eating.

The Big Dragon Head and the Dragon Head were docked side by side. Except for the staff on duty, other fishermen rowed small boats to move to eat.

The smell of spicy sour soup was blown by the sea breeze to the boats downstream, and the people on the boats sniffed: "What is this? It smells so good!"

Other fishing boats just dealt with it casually. They also had something to eat for dinner. Many people ate on the boat. It was not bad to eat a bowl of hot instant noodles in such a cold day.

After Ao Muyang heard someone sharing their experience of eating instant noodles on the radio, he reminded: "It's better to make some food properly. Don't eat this stuff. It hurts your stomach."

Others just listened to this, and no one took it seriously. After working all day, who would have the energy and mind to cook now? As for bringing a cook on board, it was even more unrealistic. They came to earn money in hardship, not to enjoy the sea.

It was also a coincidence that Ao Muyang had just reminded the other crew members. When they were preparing to leave the boat the next morning, a captain asked anxiously on the radio: "Brothers, who brought stomach medicine? A brother here has a severe stomachache!"

"You didn't bring medicine when you went out to sea?" Many people asked in surprise.

The captain said awkwardly: "This doesn't take into account the number of people on the ship. I ignored this."

After hearing this, Ao Muyang rolled his eyes. These two sentences were completely irrelevant. Of course, he understood the captain's idea: some non-essential supplies will be prepared by others, so if you need them, you can borrow them temporarily.

There are many people with similar ideas. The captain asked a few acquaintances, and found that several ships did not prepare medical kits, so he could only advertise for help.