The fishermen were drinking beer lively on the Harvest, and the atmosphere of other fishing boats was also lively. It was time to pull the net!

The motors of fishing boats roared, and the heavy fishing nets were slowly pulled up.

Looking at the cable that was tense enough to break, the captain of the Madrid Officer Gregorio Antonio said proudly: "Look, you have to use your brain to catch fish. Aren't the St. Johns very good at finding fish? Then we follow them and we can always make money, right?"

"I guess this net fish must be five tons!" said Alfonso Lisaraso, the captain's wheeler, optimistically.

"The St. Johns are such good people sent by God, haha, thanks to those unlucky guys."

"They must be very angry now, but this is reality. We have to teach these children to recognize the cruelty of reality."

"Then do they have to pay some tuition?"

The fishermen on the boat laughed unrestrainedly, all excited by the upcoming harvest.

The cables were retracted inch by inch, and the fishing nets were revealed, and large fish, one meter long or even one and a half meter long, showed their faces...

"Great! So many good fish, so many..."

The fisherman cheered when he saw the caught sea fish, but after seeing the gray-brown appearance of these fish, he felt something was wrong.

Someone comforted him: "It's okay, it's possible that the silver salmon that just bred and returned to the sea. Didn't we encounter a silver salmon school at noon?"

Then, the fishing net was pulled up by a motor and opened it. The fish fell into the deck or ice cabin, completely revealing their true bodies...

Seeing the fishes clearly, the fishermen's cheers slowly weakened, and their eyes became dull.

A few seconds later, the fishermen started to curse in a louder voice than they were just cheering: "You're cheating!"

"Shit! Why the fuck is the thorn-scaled snake mackerel raised by dogs!"

"It's waste of effort! Diesel is wasted! Damn it's damn it! Damn it's damn it! Damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it's damn it!"

"Why are we so lucky? We just get these things after a hard time? It's better to catch a bunch of stones!"

Captain Gregorio Antonio was so angry that his face was pale. He grabbed the ship's side with both hands. His chest was undulating vigorously, and he wanted to scold people but couldn't tell them!

Who can he scold? He can only blame himself for being blinded by interests and fantasies. In fact, if he calms down, he can judge the identity of this fish.

Yes, the bulls can guess the identities of these thorn-scale snake mackerels based on several conditions. The old captains who have been running in the sea for many years cannot guess it.

The main reason why they made such a big mistake is that these fishermen blindly believe in the harvest. They only saw the harvest casting nets, but did not see the fishing nets, and did not open their mouths! In addition, the fanatical idea of ​​grabbing money occupies every corner of their minds. Where can they calmly analyze after seeing the fish?

As a Canadian slang saying: God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy!

To make matters worse, disasters never come alone. It would be fine to catch a bunch of useless thorn-scale mackerels in one hard time. Someone from behind told Gregorio Antonio tremblingly: "Captain, there are several loopholes in our fishing net..."

Qin Shiou called the thorn-scale snake mackerel "perfect mermaids" not only because they have no value, but also because these fish are fierce in nature. They are carnivorous fish and a recipe for sharks.

After being caught, the thorn-scale snake mackerel struggled wildly. They were big and strong. It was normal to break the fishing net a few holes.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Gregorio Antonio couldn't hold it in this time, so he slapped the boat's side and scolded: "The St. Johns people who forced me to raise! Are you blind? Are you fucking fishing like this? Go and see your ghost!"

Someone who cursed with Gregorio Antonio was also angry and cursed after almost every captain found that the thorn-scale snake mackerel had worked hard to salvage.

The bull was on the radio and chuckled while drinking beer. Occasionally he also interjected a few words, scolding the thorn-scale snake mackerel for so much and causing them to suffer such a terrible loss.

Others will also scold others when they are interested. But most people still focus on eating crayfish and drinking beer.

Qin Shiou asked them to rest well now and night fell. Then they would have to work.

What makes the ocean better than land is that the temperature difference does not change much. When the ocean falls, the sea water releases heat slowly. Although the sea breeze blows, the temperature is not so cold that it is unacceptable.

Winnie was wearing thick cotton coats and water like the fishermen, but she couldn't get in. Qin Shiou didn't let her work. In fact, he didn't do it himself, and he was lazy...

Qin Shiou teased the tiger and the leopard. The sea god was looking for a suitable place to put down the shrimp cage. The ice skates came happily to find him and rushed to the south with him.

Following the ice skate, swimming thirty or forty kilometers, a bright silver light appeared in front of him, a school of silver salmon!

Silver salmon are herd fish. They will not disperse except during mating. Obviously, although they were driven and dispersed at noon, they found the tissue and got them together later, forming the fish school again.

Qin Shiou was overjoyed when he saw these silver salmons. He inputted some sea god energy into the ice skate as a reward. With a wave of his hand, the sea god consciousness enveloped him and directly covered most of the salmon.

Send it away!

One sea god consciousness controls the fishes to return to the sea area of ​​his Daqin fishing ground, and the other sea god consciousness runs apart, searching for the lobsters and fishes from snowballs and ice skates.

After selecting the sea area, Fengcheng turned off the headlights and left only some small lights to illuminate the stern of the boat. Qin Shiou directed the fishermen to throw the shrimp cage into the sea.

The other fishing boats could not see what the Harvest was doing, so they could only rest in disappointment.

The night is no more than during the day, and they dare not get too close. If two ships accidentally bump into each other, they will be more fun. At that time, Qin Shiou might have brought people up to beat them up.

Seeing the fishermen working in the dark, Qin Shiou felt depressed. How could this fishing that was originally open and open, now become sneaky and like a stolen fish?

What’s even more depressing is that you can’t trawl the net at night, it’s difficult to control and easily damage the fishing net, which is not worth the effort.

As a result, the harvest was not big during the day, so the fishermen put down the shrimp cage and went back to sleep. At midnight, Qin Shiou called them up, turned on the headlights, and began to harvest the shrimp cage!

Once the headlights on the Harvest are turned on, the other fishing boats will see what they are doing.

Seeing that the fishermen on the Harvest Crate were busy collecting shrimp cages, they hurriedly stepped up, and threw the shrimp cages down to the selected waters. It would be good to drink a sip of soup.

Qin Shiou laughed. The shrimp group in this sea area is not big. He used the consciousness of the sea god to accurately locate it. The places where the shrimp cage falls are the most concentrated places. If the shrimp cage is scattered at will, there will be no many lobsters to be caught. (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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