Chapter 583: We're About to Return

After dark.

The fourth net was hauled up; the net bag wasn't very full, and when opened it still yielded over 1,000 catties of catch.

If it's also especially mixed.

Lao Fu Tou walked over and said, "We cast this net in the sea trench and dragged it all the way to the edge of the trench."

"It's equivalent to hauling from about 200 meters depth to over 100 meters."

"Different seabed conditions make a mixed catch normal."

A mixed catch isn't without its advantages; if if the variety were more uniform, sorting would require separating by different specifications, but now we can simply sort by species.

Lao Fu Tou wasn't here to look at the catch; he asked, "A An, want to cast another net?"

Wu An said, "No more nets; let's make dinner."

"I've picked out a few sea cucumbers and abalone here; the amount isn't much, and we'll eat them later."

"Although we didn't haul many nets today, it's still pretty tough, and the swordfish scared us badly."

"Let's have a drink tonight to steady our nerves."

Everyone cheered.

Fu Yongning also laughed along.

"If this had been before, he would surely have interjected with advice, but now he won't."

"Advising would be in vain."

"Besides, Wu An is so generous; the beneficiaries aren't just these deckhands."

"Having taken the advantage, it's enough to secretly enjoy it; if they still have to mutter a couple of complaints, that would be rather ungrateful."

Lao Fu Tou nodded.

After the anchor was set, he also came onto the deck to help sort the catch; perhaps the psychological shadow from today's swordfish was too great, and while sorting the catch everyone still occasionally glanced unconsciously toward the sea surface.

Wu An was also helpless.

"Because even he, upon hearing something off in the wave sounds, would instinctively look up."

"This is already a stress reaction."

"But thinking about how those many swordfish could bring such huge profits, his mood isn't that bad."

He prepared the ingredients for tonight's meal—some sea cucumbers and abalone, also picking up a lot of small squid, to be steamed plain; as an accompaniment to drink, it's absolutely fantastic.

Why is it so delicious?

Mainly because it's fresh; before going into the pot it was still lively and jumping.

In the future, if they can develop this side, initially offering affordable and fresh seafood will also be a major feature.

But later it gradually changed, because too many people came, the environment was damaged, and tourists arrived quickly and left just as fast.

Now he is in charge of all this, and he will naturally strive to avoid the problems that arose during his hometown's previous development.

He will try to extend the flow of visitors as much as possible, allowing tourists to pour in continuously.

It's 2012 now; following the development trajectory of his previous life, he can at least easily earn money for several years.

If he works hard, the profits for the next several decades can also be secured.

Although it's not easy, Wu An feels he can give it a try; since the heavens have let him be reborn, he ought to do something.

If luck is on his side, achieving some results would make his rebirth not in vain.

He's gone off topic.

Wu An's meal wasn't ready yet when Fu Yongning hurried in, saying, "A An, trouble."

What's up?

The hold has flooded.

What?

"The live fish hold and the pit can barely accommodate this batch of catch." Fu Yongning said somewhat glumly, "Especially if we put more catch in the live fish hold, it could cause mass mortality of the catch."

Wu An asked, "What can we do? Head back overnight?"

Fu Yongning: "If we head back overnight, we won't be able to trawl on the return trip."

Sailing at night is already risky, let alone trawling; unfamiliar sea conditions make problems likely.

The reason everyone feels glum is right here.

Everyone wants to haul as many nets as possible, not wanting to waste such good weather.

Wu An said, "No matter what, let's eat first."

We can discuss while eating.

Fu Yongning nodded: "Then let's quickly clear the deck."

Since dinner is seafood and quick to prepare, after finishing the meal we went onto the deck, saw them rinsing the catch, got interested, grabbed a hose and started rinsing.

Don't mention it.

Watching the originally dirty catch become clean under the seawater's rinse is quite satisfying.

After the catch is washed, what should go into storage goes into storage, what should go into the live fish hold goes into the live fish hold.

Everyone quickly washed up and went to the rest area.

When dinner was served, it was a seafood medley.

Although the preparation is simple, everyone ate silently, one bite at a time.

Absolutely fresh.

Wu An, having eaten almost everything, put down his chopsticks and said, "Everyone, speak up; I've thought it over, and now we have two options: either we finish eating and head back right away, or we rest for the night, and at dawn tomorrow we trawl while making our way to the pier."

A Qing shouted, "The second one—I choose the second."

Everyone also nodded.

However, just sleeping on the sea is nothing; those who can come work on this ship are all able to endure hardship, let alone working on Wu An's ship is not hard at all.

Not to mention just one extra night; even if Fu Yongning were to live on this ship every day from now on, he would be happy.

Going out to sea for three or five days is nothing; previously, when following Chen Lao Da's fishing boat, going out to sea for half a month was common.

Wu An is just too good to them.

For this matter, he can decide it himself.

What's there to discuss? Bullshit.

Of course, Fu Yongning didn't say these words; he's not a masochist.

Eat and drink to one's fill.

Time is still early; Wu An took a turn, saw there were quite a few fish, and fortunately didn't spot any swordfish.

Wu An found his own thought both laughable and exasperating; swordfish aren't rampant disasters, how could they be so easily encountered?

Even if encountered, most of the time they just keep to themselves, like well water not interfering with river water.

Seeing everyone idle anyway, he took the remaining bit of Luck Value and added it to the fishing rod, letting them go fish for fun.

Many sea creatures feed at night; plus with lights, night fishing actually makes it easier to catch fish.

On the ship everyone rests well, not even sleepy at night, and after fishing a while they get hungry.

No way.

Another late-night snack was prepared, still seafood.

Wu An, after eating and drinking his fill, felt a bit regretful—not because he fears gaining weight; after being reborn, no matter how he binges, he's fine now.

He unintentionally developed abs; Wu An thought he hadn't deliberately trained, and wondered if it was a rebirth perk.

But he was somewhat worried about uric acid.

Eating seafood and drinking beer is practically a top-tier package guaranteed to cause gout.

No.

Still need regular health check-ups.

Not just him, but also his family at home, and the ship workers on board.

The body is capital.

If each individual's health is poor, how can they earn money for him?

When he announced this decision, everyone was moved, each saying he was too good.

Wu An hearing it, also felt a bit embarrassed; this regular check-up was originally also considered an employee benefit.

All that can be said is that the treatment of sea-faring ship workers is too poor; he just gives a little benefit, and they're moved to the point of almost wanting to sell their lives to him.