Chapter 653: Not Enough Luck Value

Wu An checked the system; this net had just been lowered not long ago, and he found that the Luck Value was not dropping quickly.

That makes sense.

The price of yellow-eyed hairtail is ordinary; even if you catch a lot, it wouldn't cause the Luck Value to drop much for no reason.

That's also fine.

As long as you have a big catch, income is guaranteed.

Ten o'clock at night.

Haul the net.

Wu An waited until the Luck Value was completely depleted before ordering the net hauled; when the net bag rose, seeing it bulging, he was still satisfied.

If nothing unexpected happens.

This net should be full of hairtail.

He asked, "Brother Yongning, judge how heavy this net could be."

Fu Yongning pondered, then said, "If it's all catch, it's at least two tons, maybe up to three tons."

On average, that's about five thousand catties.

The hoist creaked, A Qing went over to untie the net, and as he gave a hard pull, the catch in the net bag surged out.

"Hairtail, all hairtail."

"Damn, the silver light is dazzling, blinding my eyes."

"These hairtail are really beautiful."

Everyone shouted happily.

As long as it's not fatty fish, any catch that can be harvested this much in one net is worth being happy about.

Fu Yongning whistled.

First, lower the net.

Wu An had only over fifty Luck Value left; he added it all, saying, "After finishing this net, it'll be about dawn."

"When we're done, we'll rest."

Everyone responded in unison.

Fu Yongning didn't say much more; actually he wanted to say that with luck this good, we should strike while the iron's hot and keep going.

But the boat owners all said to rest, and as a deckhand he demanded to work.

Inappropriate.

He used to blurt out too much, and Lao Fu Tou had told him so many times in private.

There's a lot of hairtail.

Wu An had eaten and drunk his fill; feeling awkward to rest alone, he simply joined in sorting.

Hairtail is still relatively easy to process.

There were no novices present; they sorted by different specifications, then stacked them one by one in the fish basket.

Fu Yongning said this prevents damage to the outer scales, but Wu An saw that most of the hairtail's scales were already damaged.

That's the problem with trawling.

No solution.

He couldn't help complaining a couple of times; Fu Yongning replied, "This is already good enough—look, the silver scales on these hairtail are basically intact."

"You still have to be careful when handling the big ones."

Shen Wen asked, "Does this count as good?"

"Quite good."

"Oh."

Wu An realized; it seems the Luck Value's function is still quite comprehensive.

A Qing sorted for a while, then shouted a couple of sentences: "Brother, this net's hairtail isn't as good as the last net's; I picked out quite a few smaller hairtail."

"Look at this one—it's not even half that size."

"It's a shame it's already dead; otherwise I'd want to release it."

Hairtail basically dies as soon as it's out of water, let alone when hauled up by trawling; if it could still live, you could give it the name "Stubborn Hairtail."

Fu Yongning turned his head, glanced, and shouted, "A Qing, I don't even know what to say about you."

"Your luck, just like A An's, is so good it's beyond words."

"But your eyesight is really poor."

"Take a close look—are the two hairtail in your hands the same?"

A Qing held them up and compared: "They're not the same—one big, one small."

Fu Yongning laughed and cried: "That small hairtail in your hand is a black-eyed hairtail; it's basically grown to this size, and the other is a yellow-eyed hairtail."

"Look closely at the eyes of the two fish—aren't they different?"

"Actually, you can tell from their body shape too."

He couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

A Qing looked, then suddenly realized: "Holy shit, it really is."

"Are these small hairtail good?"

Fu Yongning nodded: "That's definitely good; the texture of black-eyed hairtail is basically top-tier among hairtail."

"It should sell for about thirty bucks a catty."

"If it's black-eyed hairtail from Zhoushan, it'd be even more valuable."

"He's talking about wild ones."

But nowadays, there are increasingly more farmed seafood on the Market, the price, moreover, is becoming more affordable; in later times, some seafood farming techniques have matured, ordinary people can also buy and eat whenever they want.

The catch from this net has just been tidied up.

It's time to haul up the next net.

Wu An saw the Luck Value cleared; although less than an hour had passed since the net was lowered, he still ordered to haul the net, giving a simple and crude reason: he wanted to rest early.

Nobody had anything to say.

Listen to him.

Although the time was short, after the net bag came out of the water, it was still bulging.

Mei Wu went to untie the net.

Upon opening it, there was no surprise; it was still mostly hairtail, with plenty of Shrimp Crab.

"Brother, there are lots of blue crab."

"Damn, these blue crabs have snapped the hairtails."

"A Qing, don't hit it, this blue crab is worth quite a bit; if you break its claws, it won't be worth anything." Wu An saw A Qing acting rashly and quickly spoke up to remind him.

A Qing then grudgingly lowered his hand, but still held the blue crab and lectured: "You say you, we're fellow sufferers in the same net; why did you clamp them to death?"

"Shall we give this hairtail a quick end?"

"Don't believe me? I'll give you two slaps."

There were still a few hairtails harmed by the blue crabs; Wu An simply picked them out, planning to have them steamed later as a midnight snack.

Such fresh hairtail is also not common.

Everyone was working hard; Lao Fu Tou called out to him, Wu An came to the wheelhouse, saw Lao Fu Tou smoking, and asked: "Lao Fu, what's up?"

Lao Fu Tou said: "A An, it looks like the weather might change."

"Look, tonight, isn't the wind getting weaker?"

"Also, seeing this hairtail surge and the blue crabs gathering, I also feel it's not normal."

Wu An: "Indeed, damn, that means the weather will definitely change again."

"That's too frequent, isn't it?"

Lao Fu Tou said: "That's just how it is at sea."

"You'll get used to it in the future."

"Besides, I'm just giving you a heads-up; I don't have full confidence."

Wu An nodded and said: "Then let's wait and see."

Lao Fu Tou smoked without saying anything.

There's not much point in hiding this news; in fact, Lao Fu Tou's saying this suggests it's almost certain—about eighty or ninety percent—so when everyone learned the weather might change, they felt somewhat gloomy.

After finally having a good day's work, we can't just turn back like this, can we?

Everyone discussed and decided to still find a nearby island to dock, rest for a night, wait until tomorrow to see the situation, or if there's a clear weather warning, returning then wouldn't be too late.

After eating the midnight snack, it was just past midnight.

Wu An looked at the system, and his brows furrowed.

Good fellow.

The Daily Luck value only gave him 288.

Compared to the upper limit of 2333, this amount of Luck Value is really insufficient.

What does that mean?

Is this a warning from the system?

The next morning.

Wu An woke up, came to the wheelhouse; Lao Fu Tou said the first net had been down for half an hour; Wu An looked at the system, good fellow, the Luck Value had only a few points left.

He hadn't looked long before it dropped another point.

This indicates the net has caught something good!

Unfortunately, the system isn't helpful, giving him only that little Luck Value; under these circumstances, he'll run out before noon.