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Chapter 651

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After Haishen ended the call, his heart inexplicably felt a bit stuffy.

The helmsman said, "The boss of the fishing boat opposite is called Wu An, from Fu Yuan Zhen, right?"

Haishen nodded.

The helmsman said, "I know this person."

"He's just over twenty, and he's only been fishing at sea for a few months, but that trawler is something he earned himself by going out to catch fish and make money."

"His luck is ridiculously strong; everyone says he's blessed by Goddess Mazu."

Haishen exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

The helmsman said, "My childhood friend works at our county's shipyard; that yard was about to go under, but it was revived thanks to Wu An's two orders."

Haishen watched the fishing boat recede into the distance, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Could it be that I missed an opportunity?

Haishen glanced at the helmsman and said, "What do you mean?"

"Are you advising me to follow him?"

"Are you suggesting I mooch off his luck?"

The helmsman chuckled, "What's with the mooching? He actually invited me willingly."

Haishen shook his head and said, "Forget it; he was just being polite."

"If I agreed, it would actually show I don't understand things."

"We should just work honestly in this sea area."

The helmsman shrugged and didn't say anything more.

Haishen watched the fishing boat drift farther away, suppressing the urge to follow; a chance encounter is one thing, deliberately tailing is another.

Two hours passed.

This net had been dragged for about four hours when Haishen signaled to haul it up, and he suddenly recalled that Wu An's fishing boat had lifted its net twice in a short span.

The interval probably didn't exceed two hours.

"Damn, his luck really is strong!"

Haishen belatedly remarked that his trawler usually only lifts the net after about four hours, and even then, catching a few thousand catties of fish would be considered good.

But in Wu An's eyes, it was merely average, even something to look down on.

Otherwise he wouldn't have left this sea area.

Comparing people to people really makes one angry.

But one should have ambition; even so, he wouldn't go along just to mooch a meal.

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3:00 p. m.

Lao Fu Tou shouted into the walkie-talkie, "A An, we're not heading out to the deep sea; it's about the same as last time, with water depth only thirty-plus meters."

They are currently heading toward the area where the spy fish were salvaged, which is due north.

Wu An responded, "No problem, let's lower the net."

Everyone did their respective duties.

The net was lowered quickly.

If things go smoothly, we could do three or four nets before resting, just about using up our luck value.

Today the sea wind is fairly strong; as long as we're not standing under the sun, it's still quite comfortable.

Wu An lay on the deck chair.

He watched a movie, "Life of Pi," which is terrifying upon reflection; also set at sea, if an accident really happened, Wu An wouldn't worry about facing the protagonist's predicament.

With his older brother, Hu Zi, Gu Ge and those friends, unless they encounter extreme weather, the sea poses little danger to him.

A Qing's eyes were stung by the wind, and he cursed, "Damn, with this wind, at least half of a cigarette gets blown away."

"I feel like the wind is getting stronger," Mei Wu said, brushing his hair, then spat twice; as soon as he spoke, his hair blew into his mouth.

His hair is longer than Wu An's; thanks to that hair, he doesn't speak any less than Mei Yueqin.

Fu Yongning laughed, "A little wind at sea is nice; if there were no wind at all, that would be scary."

"This wind feels so comfortable."

Fan Dali and his brother smiled and nodded; such weather is actually what fishermen like best, and working in it isn't overly hot.

Before the last thunderstorm, the oppressive heat was unbearable, enough to drive people mad.

Before hauling in the net.

Wu An had everyone hurry up and eat dinner.

He didn't eat.

He went to the wheelhouse to relieve Lao Fu Tou, letting the latter eat first.

Lao Fu Tou ate quickly, was the first to finish and return to the wheelhouse, saying, "A An, about time to haul in the net, right?"

Wu An nodded: "All right."

He had just checked the system, and his luck value had somehow already been cleared to zero.

Not long after.

When the net bag came out of the water, Wu An couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He even rubbed his eyes.

He thought he might have misseen.

Holy shit!

How come the net bag is all deflated.

This shouldn't be.

He opened the system and seriously checked; not only had the luck value of the trawling been cleared, but even the luck value of the fishing boat was gone.

This shows we definitely encountered a good catch.

"This net doesn't feel very good."

"Yeah, the net bag is so flat, it's still rare."

"The time is too short; it should still be less than two hours."

A Qing and Mei Wu began whispering.

Fu Yongning blew a whistle and shouted loudly: "Don't just stand there, hurry up and untie the net, so we can quickly get the second net down."

Fan Dali stepped forward to untie the net.

Although they had no expectations for this net, they still treated it seriously, pulled open the rope, and in the next moment the catch fell onto the deck.

A sheet of glittering gold.

But nobody was very happy, because it was a school of spring child fish.

Fu Yongning said: "Not bad."

"It's just that the amount is a bit less."

"It's about four or five hundred jin, maybe more."

Then this net's income is only about ten thousand yuan; Wu An felt it wasn't that simple, and the system was unlikely to make such a low-level mistake.

It shouldn't have a bug, right?

A Qing crouched down to sort, rummaged a bit, and suddenly shouted: "Brother, I found a big carp."

Wu An looked over; A Qing held the big fish in his arms, about two-thirds his size, and holding it was quite strenuous, saying: "Such a big carp is quite good!"

Fu Yongning, however, shouted: "What carp? This is a big fish!"

A Qing laughed: "Elder Yongning, do I still need you to remind me? I obviously know this is a big fish."

Fu Yongning got anxious: "The big fish I meant is the hairy carp!"

"You know what a hairy carp is, right?"

A Qing shivered, quickly put the fish down, and carefully checked the spot where he had just held the hairy carp, shouting: "Phew, phew, the fish is fine."

Wu An crouched down to examine it carefully; this is the legendary second of the Golden Seven Brothers, the hairy carp, whose status is only below the yellow-lipped fish.

Upon seeing this fish, even the large yellow fish must honestly call it "second brother."

Why.

Because it's valuable, because it's rare.

Don't look at the fact that this fish's meat isn't particularly tasty; its fish glue is highly praised, regarded as a high-grade tonic. Nowadays, hairy carp are increasingly rare, and the price of their fish glue on the market is becoming outrageous.

Old Fu Tou, upon learning that a hairy carp had been caught, also came out to inspect, and gave a good popular science explanation of this fish; in short, fish glue is more valuable than the fish itself.

Moreover, hairy carp used to be relatively common here; many families stored this fish glue. For teenagers in their growth and development phase, eating a piece of hairy carp fish glue would make them noticeably taller and sturdier within half a year.

After hearing this, Wu An also had an idea about this fish.

He didn't plan to sell it; instead, he wanted to kill the fish, extract its swim bladder, and make fish glue.

Hairy carp are hard to come by; anyway, this fish glue can be stored for a long time, and can be saved for his nephew or niece to eat later.

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