Chapter 545: This blue-finned one just has bad luck

Goodness, it's all golden—could it be a large yellow fish?

A large yellow fish? Where? Where?

Don't rush, let me have a look first.

Alright, stop squeezing, stop squeezing wildly—you've even squeezed out my kids!

What are you shouting about? There's no large yellow fish, that's a small yellow fish!

Damn, even small yellow fish can be mistaken—who the hell shouted large yellow fish, is that on purpose?

Small yellow fish aren't bad either.

Yeah, they're not small either—Boss Gao does business meticulously, so the price definitely won't be low.

After moving the small yellow fish, next up were Huang San, Mei Tong, and flying fish...

What everyone was seeing could be described as dazzling.

Although they're all ordinary seafood, … the problem is that moving basket after basket like this is just too much, right?

Some who had been watching for a long time exclaimed, 'Again? Again? The baskets coming down are all devil fish!'

Good grief, we actually netted a school of devil fish!

Business has been good lately—looks like we could have around twenty.

Looks like this trawler came back because the hold burst.

One truck filled up and headed to the market warehouse; another truck arrived and continued loading.

Wu An yawned while watching.

Actually, unloading cargo isn't much to watch—back and forth, it's boring; just the occasional exclamation from the idle bystanders gives him a bit of emotional value.

The second truck filled up, and the third arrived.

After unloading the devil fish, it was the Ao shrimp, nine-section shrimp, and such—all goods from cold storage.

Holy shit, no way—how are there still ghost head knife fish!

This too is being unloaded basket by basket.

Damn, this isn't scientific! Ghost head knife fish are surface dwellers—this boat only does bottom trawling, so how could we catch so many of them?

Everyone instantly exploded in discussion.

The earlier catch, aside from being plentiful, really wasn't surprising.

As for the large quantity, that's just luck—running into a school of fish.

Putting it bluntly, they could do the same if they were up there.

But now the ghost head knife fish have them baffled—how could trawling haul up so many of these?

It's impossible that these ghost head knife fish just wanted to die, diving from the surface to the bottom to slam into the trawl, right?

Not to mention those idle chatterboxes—even Gao Qiangqi is a bit curious.

Wu An laughed and said, 'They were fished up.'

He explained how he blew up the flying fish to attract ghost head knife fish and tuna.

Gao Qiangqi suddenly understood.

It sounds reasonable, but it's actually not scientific at all.

Why?

If someone occasionally encountered this, it would actually be quite scientific—but the problem is, Wu An almost constantly runs into this sort of mystical stuff.

Gao Qiangqi looked at everyone excited by the unloaded catch and laughed, 'Thank goodness nobody knows that if you subtract the travel time, your boat's operation is at most two days; otherwise the noise of your discussion would surely scatter the clouds in the sky.'

Wu An said, 'Brother Qiang, you gotta keep this secret for me.'

Gao Qiangqi shrugged: 'I won't say it, but smart people could figure it out.'

Wu An blinked: 'How would they guess?'

Gao Qiangqi said, 'The weather.'

A few days ago the wind was so strong you couldn't go out to sea—even those already out had to rush back to port.

As long as someone realizes that, they can guess your boat's operating time.

Wu An suddenly realized: 'Holy shit, I miscalculated.'

Finished unloading the cold storage.

Started resting the live fish warehouse.

Starting from Live Fish Warehouse No. 1, we rested the meat crabs, orchid crabs, three-eyed crabs—they were still very lively.

Gao Qiangqi casually stopped a dockworker, pulled down a basket, and said, 'A short operation time has its perks—these live fish warehouse catches are good, and they can be sent out by courier.'

Wu An nodded.

He felt it was not only because the time was short, but also because he had given the fishing boat a luck boost.

This luck value is basically a jack-of-all-trades.

Apply it wherever needed.

Its additional effects are many—saying it's comprehensive isn't an exaggeration.

As for the specific effects, he needs to study more.

But he's lazy.

Also, there's no need—some things don't have to be taken too seriously.

As they unloaded the catch, the sky grew dark.

Those watching the spectacle grew numb.

Some suddenly got red-eye and rushed off, preferring not to see; others who'd watched from start to finish didn't want to leave—having watched so long, they'd feel cheated if they missed the ending.

When they saw the grouper, there wasn't much sound.

Everyone looked numb.

Gao Qiangqi watched happily, laughing, especially delighted at seeing the big stone bream—this is a fine catch; once placed on the auction table it will definitely cause a scramble, and if someone gets carried away, it could sell for a very good price.

Wu An was troubled, sighing: "There are still so many people not leaving; these people really have too much free time."

"What do we do if the tuna comes out later?"

"Qiang Ge, why don't you think of a way?"

Gao Qiangqi shook his head: "You really think highly of me; what can I do?"

"The dock isn't mine either; can I still drive these people away?"

"Just relax; if someone really pulls you aside to talk nonsense, don't engage with them, and if there's still someone being unreasonable, I'll take care of it."

Wu An nodded.

The dockworkers were exhausted, their hands never stopping, cigarettes constantly in their mouths.

A Qing said: "Brothers, if we endure a bit more hardship, only the tuna will be left."

One of the dockworkers asked how many, and A Qing casually replied: "Maybe a few dozen."

The dockworker stared wide-eyed: "How... how many?"

As the tuna came out, the dock instantly erupted.

"Oh heavens, I didn't see wrong, that's tuna!"

"This one is bigeye."

"The one behind is yellowfin."

"This is impossible—how could a trawler net tuna?"

"What about the fishing boat owner? Let's go ask him."

Wu An had been hiding in the lounge, but the outside was so noisy he couldn't stand it, so he had to come out.

Wu An wasn't hiding it either; originally, by using the Flying Fish Frenzy he was hauling in tuna like crazy, which actually has the same effect as the One-Volume Fishing technique—except the former is a natural environment he secretly created by cheating, while the latter is artificially induced.

"So that's how it is."

"I was wondering why these tuna aren't very big."

"Handsome guy, your luck is truly unbeatable."

"Where is it?"

"Fishing boat owner, spill a little info."

Wu An looked at these people with a smile, of course it was impossible to say.

It wasn't that he was hiding it; even if he told these people the location, it wouldn't help—maybe they'd really go there, end up catching nothing and still have to scold him a few times.

"Wait a moment!"

"Then what's up with this big bluefin?"

"Can this also be pulled up?"

Everyone seeing the bluefin tuna was stunned.

Wu An coughed twice, saying: "Let me explain, I personally suspect this bluefin tuna got separated from its school in the sea and ended up mixing with the bigeye and yellowfin."

"Bad luck, I ended up hooking it."