Return to the Small Fishing Village of 1982

Chapter 1243 Typhoon

"How did you collect the cargo from several boats today? Is it okay?"

"Not bad. After dinner, I will give you the bill of lading and the money."

"Don't worry. It's the same if you wait until all the boats come back. When will they come back? You don't plan to catch jellyfish anymore?"

"We still have to catch them. Even if it's hard to catch them in the trench, we can still catch a lot of them by going around the sea. During the peak season, we can get a lot every day."

I'm afraid that some people will feel disappointed after seeing the densely packed scene in the trench last year.

Although there were not many days of fishing last year, those few days were more than what the subsequent people caught in a month.

But no matter what, when the peak season comes, the number of jellyfish on the sea will increase. It will definitely be better than trawling, not to mention the small wooden boats, which will make more money.

The loss is definitely not that big, but they hired a lot of people and paid high wages, so half of the profit will be lost, which makes them feel bad.

Or maybe those small boats have reached some kind of cooperation agreement with motor boats. If they give a commission or directly pay a boat fee, will they lose money or make a big profit or a small profit? He doesn't know.

After all, if the small boats want to come here, they have to ask those motor boats to tow them, so they have to pay a price.

Ah Guang nodded, "Since we are here, we have to make money before we leave. It seems safer this year. Today I saw that they brought back a lot of goods in scattered pieces. It's not bad, at least enough for daily expenses."

"Well, I will go out to sea to collect goods in two days. Recently, I will go out every morning to check the situation on the sea. If the number is large, I will call them back when I collect goods."

"I see that your boat is parked at the dock. Let a few workers go out to take a look tomorrow. Catch a little bit."

"Yes, I didn't tell them when I went out to sea at night, and they didn't dare to move. They just stopped there today. They will go out to salvage tomorrow to earn a bite to eat. Otherwise, with so many mouths to feed every day, the wages will cost me my life."

"That's exaggerated."

"Don't believe it, each of them can eat me up."

Everyone laughed and started to joke.

After dinner, Ye Yaodong gave A Guang the list of goods sold by Fengshou today and the money. A Guang just glanced at the list.

"60% for all? That's not a small amount?"

"Well, since we are all familiar with each other and not strangers, I will count all of them as 60%."

For some cheap fish, fresh fish boats usually cut the price in half and take 50% directly. After all, too much cheap fish will take up space, but cheap fish account for the majority, so more expensive fish will be paid.

He gave 60% for all of them, which was considered to be quite conscientious. The boats were not far apart, and they all fished at the same time, which saved him fuel and time.

A Guang just glanced at the list and gave it to him, and did not take the money.

"Keep it for my father when he comes back. He knows how much he has. I don't know if you give it to me. Just give it to him directly. It will be clearer this way."

"Okay."

The next day, Ye Yaodong took his men out to sea as usual, keeping an eye on the sea and letting them salvage a little.

However, after he came back to sell it in the morning, he did not go again. He just let the boatmen go by themselves. He squatted on the shore to rest and took a look at the price of fish at the dock.

This happened for two consecutive days.

On the third day, he drove the fresh-collecting boat to deliver ice and oil to them, replenished supplies, and collected another wave of goods.

With him driving the fresh-collecting boat, replenishing goods at regular times and places, and bringing news from the sea and home, the other boats felt much more at ease. They only had to fish at sea and didn't have to worry about anything else.

It felt easier than fishing at home. He could know what was happening on the shore even from thousands of miles away, as if he had not run far.

Hello everyone, if there is no problem and the weather is good, they will fish for a few more days at sea. Anyway, they just need to come to replenish supplies every other day and help them pull the goods back, so they don’t have to worry about anything.

Ye Yaodong agreed of course, and he couldn’t ask for more.

As long as you go out, you can earn 2,000 yuan, who wouldn’t do it? This money is easier to make than anything else.

Hello, I’m good, everyone is good, regular replenishment and collection, on time, everyone is satisfied.

Anyway, there are not many jellyfish on the sea now, so let those small boats play around and fish, and their big boats will go back when the flood season comes.

It’s just that his idea is very good, but there are unexpected changes in the weather.

It was just the middle of the month, and he had just returned from the sea after collecting the third wave of goods on the second day. When he got up, he felt a little cold and windy, which was the familiar smell of typhoon.

“Is there going to be a typhoon again?”

“Yes, Brother Dong, we felt like there was going to be a typhoon when we got up in the morning.”

Everyone is too familiar with typhoon days.

Just smell the wind and you can tell whether it is southeast or northwest wind without opening your mouth, not to mention typhoon.

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Ye Yaodong said: "Okay, now it's good, there is nothing we can do, the fishing boats can only come back."

"Good thing, the locals can't salvage either, look at them lying on the boat in the middle of the night, waiting in the trench, it's disgusting."

"This is called hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred. Isn't it stupid? No one can fish, so you can only stay at home. Who will pay your wages? At least you can make some money from the recent sporadic salvage."

"Uh..." The boatman scratched his head and dared not speak.

Ye Yaodong changed the subject, "But it's really disgusting. They don't care about their face. Anyway, we didn't salvage much. It just happened to be a typhoon. No one wants to salvage. It's too shameless to stay there in the middle of the night."

"That is to say..."

Everyone was united in hatred and scolded the locals.

The reason was that in recent days, their villagers went out to sea earlier and earlier every day, just to occupy a good position in advance and catch more fish.

But no matter how early the villagers went, they could find that there were already many fishing boats in the trench, and they went earlier and earlier every day, and there were more and more boats there every day.

But after two or three days, they found that these people didn't go back at all. They might have come out after dinner at night and slept directly on the boat, sleeping on the sea.

Damn, no martial ethics, too vulgar, too shameless.

Everyone has been cursing recently, and now it’s good, there’s a typhoon, and everyone is applauding

I can’t make a lot of money, and you can’t make a lot of money either.

After Ye Yaodong finished his meal, he took people and A Guang to the dock. It was obvious that the wind was stronger, and the clothes were wrapped tightly around people, and their hair was naturally blown into a big back.

It was also obvious that the waves on the sea were getting bigger, and the waves were rising and falling. Many fishing boats didn’t go out to sea today. A bunch of large and small fishing boats were all docked on the shore. In the past, it would have been empty at this time.

And a bunch of fishermen on the dock were cursing and discussing the typhoon, saying bad luck, and cursing God.

He thought that his father and others should be back soon, right? The wind and waves in the open sea should be more obvious.

"Why hasn't our ship come back yet?"

"Soon, maybe they thought they could still withstand the wind and waves."

"A typhoon is coming, and they will definitely be affected..."

"I don't know when the typhoon will come, it should be not long after it forms, at least 48 hours, or 72 hours later."

Ye Yaodong squatted in a corner, saying, "Nothing to do, wait and see, anyway, there is nothing to do during the typhoon, and they are idle anyway. They didn't go out far, and it won't take a few hours to come back. After feeling the wind and waves, they should be back in the morning."

"Okay, then stay here, anyway, there is nothing to do today."

A bunch of people squatted in a circle smoking and chatting.

If Ye Xiaoxi was there, he would probably take a handkerchief, then circle around them and sing a song...

They chatted and passed the time. Sure enough, near noon, they saw four large ships majestically sailing towards the shore.

"Back!"

"Finally back, I told you, you should be back in the morning."

Everyone went to the shore to wait.

The surrounding area was full of various fishing boats, and several large boats could only dock at the edge, and they followed the track of the fishing boats.

"What's on the deck? Why is there something like a nylon bag?"

"I think so too, their feet are stuck in it."

"What is piled on the deck, so much? It didn't get into the fish warehouse...it seems to be jellyfish?"

"It seems to be true? Where did it come from?"

Everyone stood there and discussed curiously, but it didn't look very real from a distance, and there was no surprise. It might be that the trawl net dragged it.

It was not until they were docked that they found that the deck was densely covered with a lot of jelly-like jellyfish, and the pile was almost full of the side of the ship. It was not just one boat, but four boats. Everyone's eyes were straight.

"Why the hell are there so many?"

"I thought it looked like jellyfish, why are there so many? I thought there was only one layer on the deck, but it's all over the deck?"

"Damn, they only came back now, and they secretly went to the trench to fish? This is great."

A Guang laughed happily, "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. No one can catch them on a typhoon day, but we caught them all in one net."

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Ye Yaodong was also surprised that they could actually go and fish.

It's true, taking advantage of the typhoon day when other ships have returned and dare not stay outside, they came back with a wave.

Everyone was very happy, and all actively climbed onto the boat, asking questions, but the result was a little beyond their expectations.

"What trench? This is not fished out of the trench!"

"We fished it out when we were returning. You don't know, it was so overwhelming..."

"We felt the waves were a bit big and the wind was strong at night, but we didn't take it seriously. At most, it was just like the wind and waves in winter. We didn't think about returning until we felt it was bigger in the morning."

"Guess what? We drove back for only an hour, and then..."

"Let me tell you, let me tell you, I saw that the sea ahead was covered with jellyfish, so dense that I couldn't see the end at a glance. There were too many..."

"Yes, the whole sea was covered with jellyfish, and we almost got a surprise."

Father Ye also smiled and said, "So we didn't want to leave. Seeing that the waves were still bearable, we rushed up and fished quickly, so we were delayed until now, otherwise we should have returned at dawn."

"If the boat hadn't been full, we might have had to stay a little longer..."

"Not only can we not fit in, we have nothing to kill, and we're afraid they'll turn into water, so we'll have to hurry, and come back first."

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't just watch, hurry up and help kill, there are so many, and we've been delayed for an hour, hurry up, otherwise they'll turn into water and we won't be able to kill them."

Ye Yaodong also hurriedly told people to run back first and get a few more knives and scissors.

He brought a lot of people, so he wasn't afraid, and he could handle it, but the other three boats were a little worried that they wouldn't be able to kill them.

He hurriedly reminded, "Hurry up and go ashore and ask the local women around to come and kill them, hurry up."

"Yes, yes, yes, ask the local women to come and kill them quickly, and A Guang should also hurry up and arrange a car..."

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