Return to the Small Fishing Village of 1982

Chapter 360 Making a Nest?

It was already mid-May, but the wind blowing from the sea at night was still a bit cool. Ye Yaodong was still wearing a coat, and he was fully armed today.

When Father Ye was baiting the fishhook, he couldn't help but look at him several times.

I don’t know when I made the hat, but it actually covers my face and even my neck.

This package is so tight that I don’t know why. Can I see the road?

Ye Yaodong was very satisfied. He tried to put on the equipment as soon as he got on the boat. The brim of this hat was very wide, and a piece of cloth under the hat could cover most of his face. Only his eyes were exposed, and the sun protection was absolutely in place.

He mentioned it casually the day before yesterday, fearing that he would be too sunburned and embarrass his daughter. Unexpectedly, the next day Aqing immediately made him a hat with such good sun protection.

I felt a little happy.

The more Father Ye looked at it, the more strange he felt, and the more he looked at him, the more uneasy he became, so he said loudly: "Dongzi, what kind of hat do you have? Can you see it?"

The whole head is wrapped up, and it's not like confinement, so you can't have the wind, so you look like a pirate.

"You can see it, aren't your eyes exposed?"

He originally wanted to try it on and then take it off. After all, the sun hadn't come out yet and it was still the stars. But after thinking about it, he continued to carry it.

The sea breeze will also make it dark!

Anyway, it doesn't affect his line of sight, nor does it affect his ability to sail the boat, so he can just carry it with him.

"What are you fooling around with? You're doing weird stuff all day long. Everyone else is just doing it, but why do you have so many tricks..."

"Oh, you are already an old man. Don't talk about it when you don't understand it. What do you know about this young man's stuff?"

"I don't know, but you know, don't let the boat hit the rocks, or I will peel off your skin."

"I know, I know, don't worry. I'm very familiar with this section of the road. I can open it with my eyes closed. You can do your job."

Father Ye was disgusted when he saw him doing all kinds of things. Others went out to sea and fished honestly, step by step, and in a serious manner. Which fisherman has as many things as him?

Be independent all day long and do something you've never seen before.

Ye Yaodong increased the power, and the sound of the diesel engine became louder, which directly covered up his father's thoughts. The old man became more and more fond of nagging as he got older.

As the fishing boats moved further and further away, there were fewer and fewer boats around.

Ye Yaodong hasn't gone to sea for two days. He plans to collect the ground cage on the reef today. He may not release it tomorrow.

But before collecting the ground cage, he had to put down the row of hooks. It was still dark and the surroundings were pitch black. If the ground cage got stuck on the reef again, it would be inconvenient for him to enter the water.

He still chose the familiar sea area around him. After slowing down the speed of the fishing boat, he went to help. Father Ye hung the bait and he swung the hook.

After putting all the hooks that had been hung into the water, he also stopped the boat to help hang the bait and let the boat swing with the wind and water.

I caught a handful of shrimps, held the fishhook in one hand, and hung the bait in the other. I threw them into the water while hanging them. The more I did, the more smoothly I did, and the speed became faster and faster.

But I don’t know if I threw it too smoothly, or if my brain got stuck. I just caught a handful of shrimps, and after I hooked one up, my mind was thinking about throwing the hook into the water, but my behavior was that I was holding a handful of shrimps. The shrimp was thrown out. ….

"ah?"

The moment he threw it out, he reacted and looked down at his two hands. His left hand was empty, and his right hand was still holding the fishhook with shrimps hanging on it.

At this time, there were a few flapping sounds under the water. He turned his head and leaned on the edge of the boat to look, and only had time to see a few fish.

"Having a nest?"

"What are you thinking in your mind? You don't know how to throw the fishhook and throw the bait out?"

"It was so smooth, I didn't react at the moment."

This is just like some people sometimes peeling oranges and then throwing the oranges out instead of the peel.

Ye Yaodong said as he picked up the hand-thrown net next to him and shook it. Taking advantage of the fact that he had just thrown the bait to attract a few fish and the boat didn't drift too far, he walked towards the stern of the boat and cast a net to see if he could catch it. Come, don't let his bait go to waste.

He opened the fishing net as fully as possible and threw it as far as possible.

Father Ye ignored him and continued to hang up his bait. Just as he finished hanging one basket, he removed the bamboo basket, replaced it with another basket, and connected the fishing lines in the two frames. Now there was only the last basket left. That's it.

At this moment, Ye Yaodong shouted excitedly, "Fuck, hahahaha, big grease spots."

When Father Ye heard him shouting excitedly about Big Oil Spot, he was surprised and dropped what he was doing and ran over.

"Ah! So big?"

I saw fish of all sizes bouncing in the fishing net on the deck. There was one fish in it that stood out particularly because of the patterns on its body, which looked particularly different.

It is about 40 centimeters long, has 6 dark brown spots on its sides, and its body is light brown. It is also called brown-banded grouper. You can tell at a glance that it is of extraordinary value.

Ye Yaodong happily untied the fishing net there, "I accidentally hit it. I didn't expect to throw out a handful of bait. I thought I couldn't waste it. I just threw the net casually and caught a big oil spot. This is the favorite of Japanese sumo wrestlers." of fish.”

[It has been running stably for many years, it is comparable to the old version of the book chasing tool, and is used by all old bookworms.]

Father Ye was a little confused when he heard this, "What Japanese sumo wrestler? How did you know that people like to eat this fish?"

"I can read the newspaper."

"The newspapers still talk about this?"

"Of course."

He said of course there is.

Father Ye didn't know why, so he simply forgot about it. He just looked at the fish in front of him and said with a smile: "It looks like it's four or five pounds. I'm lucky."

Ye Yaodong poured all the fish in the fishing net onto the deck, "These afternoon fish are not bad. We are the number one fish in southern Fujian. This net is well cast."

"Huh? Are you scared of the fish type?"

"It's the fish."

"Ah! Wudi fish, tribute shrimps and fish, I've been thinking about it for a long time."

(Translation: I thought about it for a long time.)

Wu fish, also known as Wu bamboo shoots, horse friend fish, and four-fingered horse catfish, has a concentrated production volume in May and dies immediately after leaving the water.

In the southern Fujian region, there is also a common saying: "One pigeon, two red pigeons, three pomfrets and four horse crosses, five pigeons and six pigeons." The name pigeon in southern Fujian refers to the afternoon fish.

This is also the fish that ranks first among the grandmothers in southern Fujian. People in southern Fujian who live by the sea and eat from the sea are no strangers to it.

In Wanwan and southern Fujian, people are accustomed to calling it "Wu Zaiyu" or "Wu Bamboo Fish".

People in Zhanjiang, Guangdong Province call it "Wuyu", and in Cantonese it's "Mayouyu". Indian baby, Zhuwu, Dawu... they are all called it. The official scientific name is "Four-fingered Horse", but I have never heard of it. ….

With Big Oil Spot in front of him, Ye’s father didn’t care.

He took the lead and pressed the big oil spot with its tail still shaking against its head, grabbed it, and took out a half-filled small anchovy from its mouth.

Then he looked at it from side to side and said happily: "Why don't you try casting the net again?"

"also."

Now that we've caught a big deal in this area, let's try casting a wider net. Anyway, it won't take long.

He followed the same pattern and filled a small bowl with a handful of shrimps and chopped fish pieces. "You put down the big oily spots first and try making a nest. I'll net them."

"Making a nest?" Father Ye was confused again. Where did he get so many unintelligible terms?

Could it be that after knowing a few words, his cultural level has really improved, and he can't even understand what is being said?

"Uh... To make a nest is to spread the bait. Just throw it directly into the sea. Don't throw the bowl out together. You will have to take the bowl to eat later."

"You think I'm you?"

After Ye's father understood what he meant, he put the big oil spot on the deck again, took the bowl, and when he saw that he was ready, he sprinkled all the bait on the sea.

After a while, some fish appeared under the sea surface, and the waves splashed. After Ye Yaodong took a good look, he threw the fishing net to the sea surface.

After staying for a while, he closed the net and pulled it up. It didn't weigh much and he pulled it easily without any help.

Father Ye also leaned on the side of the boat and watched the fishing net being pulled up gradually, "It seems they are all larval fish."

Ye Yaodong didn't speak until he pulled up all the nets and threw them on the deck.

"A few larvae and three black mullets, so my efforts were all in vain."

"Forget it, put all these fish into the basket and continue to place the hooks. There is only the last basket left."

"Um."

It is indeed a waste of time and energy to catch just a few fish in one net. Longline fishing is more trouble-free.

The father and son picked up all the fish into a large plastic basket, put ice cubes on it to keep it fresh, especially the big oil spot, and covered it with a torn quilt.

Now that the weather is getting hotter, if the fish caught in the morning is not put on ice, it will not be very fresh when we go back in the evening.

After finishing this, Ye Yaodong went to put the remaining row of hooks into the sea while hanging bait.

At that time, after catching the squid, I will come back to harvest when I am ready to return. .

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