Return to the Small Fishing Village of 1982

Chapter 162 Dealing with Bomb Fish

"Ah, is that a school of cucumber fish?"

"Will it glow?"

"It's a school of cucumber fish..."

“It turns out that schools of cucumber fish really shine in the sea~”

"Damn it, we actually encountered a school of cucumber fish..."

Not only the young people, but also the fat man were pleasantly surprised. Their eyes were gleaming like wolves, and they all turned around and asked, "Are there any fishing nets? Are there any fishing nets on the boat?"

"Yes, yes, are there any fishing nets on the boat?"

The young people were a little confused when they asked this question.

"Fishing net?"

"No!"

"Why do we bring fishing nets?"

"Ah~ there are no fishing nets?" Everyone could hear the disappointment in his voice.

Ye Yaodong was also disappointed, but he just thought that this was a yacht and they were out fishing. It was impossible to bring fishing nets and they were not invited to catch fish, but he felt really sad.

Hong Wenle also felt a little pity, but he was not too disappointed. He was just curious. This was also the first time he had seen cucumber fish glowing in the sea.

“I didn’t bring a fishing net, so it would be a pity to miss it, but it’s okay to see it, and you don’t have to catch it.”

Several people rolled their eyes in their hearts. This is why rich people like them would say such things without caring.

It’s really infuriating that people are more powerful than people.

They looked at the group of large yellow croakers with longing eyes and felt as if they were scratching their heads. This is like money falling in front of you, but you can't reach out to pick it up. It's so uncomfortable.

The reaction of the group of young people was different. They were discussing excitedly and watching with pure admiration. Even if the bait on the hook was bitten, they just picked it up casually. After seeing that it was a yellow chicken fish, Just throw it aside indifferently and don't continue to hang bait.

But when Sun Zhiming was reeling in the line, he was surprised to find that what he caught was a large yellow croaker.

"Ah? Big yellow croaker! Am I lucky? I caught a big yellow croaker? I didn't even think about catching it..."

"Ah? You actually caught a big yellow croaker? I want to catch it too!"

"so big……"

"How much does that one weigh? I want to catch it too!"

"I also want!"

Now the others were no longer calm and quickly followed suit and swung their hooks at the group of large yellow croakers.

If no one among them catches it, then they just watch with admiration and let the fish swim away, but since someone catches it, others must not let it go.

Ye Yaodong and others had no tools and stood there like a background board. They could only look at it with their chins propped up and listen to the sighs and sighs from their friends.

"It's better not to let us see it. It's really uncomfortable."

"That's right……"

"I feel like a cat is scratching my head..."

He also felt uncomfortable, "Just watch! The night is still long, and this has just begun. You may see some rare fish later, and it will definitely be more uncomfortable then."

"It's not easy to make some money..."

After the group of large yellow croakers swam away, everyone withdrew their gaze.

Not all of those young people caught the big yellow croaker, only three of the six caught it.

The one caught by Sun Zhiming was the largest, weighing seven kilograms, while the other two fished only more than three kilograms. He was very happy.

….

But before he could finish being happy, another exclamation came from his friends.

Ye Yaodong and the others also shifted their attention from the large yellow croaker to Hong Wenle, who was lifting the rod to catch the fish. They saw him reeling in and releasing the line with a face full of joy, and the fishing rod was bent in a large arc.

They all craned their necks, watching and discussing in low voices.

"What kind of fish is this? It looks huge!"

“It feels like the arc of this fishing rod should be larger than that of the Duchess amberjack just now!”

"It seems like big fish are not easy to catch either."

“I don’t know what good thing it is!”

After a long period of reeling in and releasing the line, the big fish was no longer able to struggle. When Hong Wenle lifted it out of the water, everyone watched with wide eyes.

“It’s a bomb fish!

"Damn it, it turns out to be a bomb fish!"

"Wow, it's so big, one meter, right? It must weigh several dozen kilograms. No wonder the fishing rod is bent like that. I'm even worried about it breaking."

"Mad, I really want a fishing rod..."

Ye Yaodong's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he was a little greedy, but now he could only think about it.

They were exclaiming and discussing in low voices here, while the group of people over there were cheering loudly and happily.

"Ah... I also want to feel the strong pull of the bomb fish and experience the thrill of a mermaid fight at sea..."

"How come we don't have this luck?"

"Didn't you just start fishing for a while?"

"Can this fish be used as sashimi?"

The best way to eat bomb fish is to make sashimi. Its scientific name is bonito. Because it belongs to the tuna family, many people also call it "little tuna".

This one should be 1 meter long, with a spindle-shaped body, blue, thick, scaleless, smooth body surface, and a very developed tail fin.

Hong Wenle smiled and said to Ye Yaodong: "Comrade, I need to ask you to help with blood bleeding again. Thank you very much."

"It's okay. It's okay to take people's money and do things with them."

"I'll ask Wang Maoquan to calculate a little more compensation for you when you get back."

"Okay! Thank you very much."

He didn't say no in a pretentious manner. He earned his money through hard work and deserved it.

This bonito was larger than the bonito just now. After removing the gills, he also cut a line on the tail and threw it into the bucket to speed up the bleeding.

By the way, take out the amberjack just now and remove the internal organs. Like blood, this is also a substance that can easily breed bacteria.

The reason why I didn’t remove the internal organs directly was because doing these actions after bleeding would avoid dirtying the whole fish.

After the bonito is drained of blood, he will take it again and clean its internal organs.

Since you are working for others, you must do it beautifully.

In later generations, the price of a bonito without bleeding was only about 10 yuan per catty, while the price of one with blood could reach about 100 yuan per catty, a tenfold difference in value.

He doesn't know the current price, but there must be a big gap.

Because bonito without bleeding cannot be made into sashimi at all. The fish used for sashimi requires very pure meat. If it is not bled, it will contain blood, and it is estimated that few people can eat it.

However, not all fish will bleed.

The purpose of bleeding is to improve meat quality and commercial value. Fish that are small in size and have low commercial value are rarely bled because the gain outweighs the loss.

While he was handling the fish, they caught a lot of fish, including bass, yellow snapper, black snapper, and the most common was yellow chicken fish.

I really encountered a school of yellow rooster fish. I heard that the yellow rooster fish has no fixed place to move, and it will not stay in one sea area for more than two hours.

I guess it won't be long before he swims away.

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