Chapter 654: Typhoon Returns

In the morning they ate rice noodles.

The minced meat topping was made by Aunt Juan; after the rice noodles were cooked, pouring the minced meat topping over them made them fragrant.

Wu An hadn't finished eating when he saw the Luck Value drop to zero.

Good partner.

What did we catch?

"Let's haul the net, while the sun isn't too high, it's cool so let's work quickly." Wu An casually made an excuse, and everyone just casually listened.

Then let's haul it.

This haul, the bulging net bag gave everyone a huge scope for imagination.

Fu Yongning went to pull in the net.

He gave a hard pull, and a downpour of green crabs ensued.

"Holy shit, they're all green crabs!"

"How could it all be this stuff?"

"Is this even scientific?"

Fu Yongning was close by, and his calf was instantly submerged by green crabs; he hurriedly stepped back, not daring to lift his foot.

There were simply too many green crabs; if he stepped down, he'd likely crush several, so he waded straight out of the mass of crabs.

Everyone was also shocked.

They often caught green crabs in their nets, but never this many; at most they'd get a single fish basket, which was already a lot.

But right now, the entire deck was covered with green crabs.

These green crabs were still strutting sideways everywhere, as if they hadn't been netted but had rushed from the sea to seize the fishing boat.

"Everyone, be careful."

"Step back."

"A Qing, go get the rain boots from the boat, watch out for your toes being pinched off by the green crabs."

Wu An shouted loudly.

Everyone was torn between laughter and tears, having retreated again and again, and another retreat would take them to the stern.

A Qing obediently went to put on the rain boots.

If the green crabs launched a surprise attack, that would be no joke.

These green crabs' pincers can truly snap off fingers.

Fu Yongning, being a seasoned boat worker, called out: "Bring the fish basket, use the fish basket to corral these green crabs so they don't run all over."

The two Fan clan brothers hurried over to fetch the fish basket.

Lao Fu Tou also came out to look, showing no joy, instead furrowing his brows and saying: "A An, we've run into Green Crab Mountain."

"Have you encountered this before?"

"Yeah, but we've never netted this many."

"What's the cause?"

"Hard to say, either a green crab family gathering or the weather."

Wu An suddenly understood.

The possibility of weather being the cause is greater, which also means that Lao Fu Tou's grasp of weather changes is basically accurate.

Wu An thought and said: "Let's not lower the net for now; instead, we'll focus on sorting the green crabs. Once sorted, we'll check for any weather warning. If there isn't one, we'll lower the net while heading back and working."

"If there is a warning, we'll pack up and head back at full speed."

Lao Fu Tou nodded.

There are too many crabs.

Moreover, these green crabs must be dealt with; they need to be tied up one by one, because if they fight and end up with broken limbs, they won't sell at a good price.

The loss would be great.

So the high price of green crabs actually includes labor costs.

There's nothing much to say.

Let's tie them up.

A Qing, skilled at tying, complained: "Here we go again, feeling the cramp from counting money."

Mei Wu smiled.

Indeed.

These green crabs are money; tying them up is essentially counting money.

At first.

Everyone was still chatting and laughing.

Gradually, no one spoke.

Just tie them, one by one, in silence.

Wu An felt numb all over.

It wasn't just tiring; it was also dull and boring, and the whole process offered no enjoyment.

One hour later.

Wu An lifted his head and looked; it seemed nothing had changed, the deck still covered in green crabs, and looking back, basket after basket of green crabs reminded him that his earlier hard work was no illusion.

"How much is this?"

"Maybe three or four tons."

At current green crab prices, this haul is worth at least three or four hundred thousand.

Go ahead.

I'm grabbing money.

No matter how tired we are, we can't stop.

Fortunately, the first net was just green crabs; if we had to wait until midnight to get this many green crabs, I guess everyone wouldn't be that keen to work.

This hustle lasted until ten thirty in the morning.

For a solid three to four hours, everyone complained of fatigue, yet no one stopped. Wu An watched A Qing and the others smoking, their hands trembling around the Cigarette, and couldn't help but smile.

He tried to take the water flask to drink.

But his arm trembled, and it took ages to unscrew the flask's mouth; finally, Lao Fu Tou couldn't stand it and handed him the flask to drink.

"Lao Fu, why aren't you doing anything?"

"You have to make good use of technique."

"Are you still keeping something to yourself?"

"Can't teach it; it has to be practiced with experience."

"Alright, let everyone rest for half an hour before we lower the net again."

"Okay, I'll head back first."

Half an hour later, the second net went into the water.

A Qing came and asked, "Brother, what are we eating for lunch?"

Wu An rubbed his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "How else could we eat? Of course we eat green crab!"

"That guy wore us out."

"At noon, just let me eat freely, eat more; that counts as revenge."

This time even Fu Yongning said nothing, merely raised both hands in agreement.

At noon, Wu An didn't eat much staple food.

He just ate green crabs.

Anyway, eating a lot of green crab meat is enough to fill up, so why bother with staple food?

Eat a good meal.

It's time to set the net again.

Everyone performed their duties; Fu Yongning whistled, watching the slowly surfacing net bag with some apprehension.

A Qing, still insistent, said, "Whatever you do, don't let it be green crabs, absolutely not."

Mei Wu heard that and laughed, "Add one, add one, add one…"

Wu An was at a loss between laughing and crying.

No wonder everyone is exhausted; binding green crabs is indeed tiring.

When the catch poured out, cheers rose from the Deck from A Qing and the others.

"No green crabs!"

"Great, it's shrimp!"

"All shrimp!"

"Oh ho, good, good."

Everyone shouted joyfully.

Wu An also laughed; actually that's normal—green crabs clustering is rare, and if they don't gather, even a cheat would be universally useful.

Fu Yongning smiled and said, "That's good, they're eagle‑claw shrimp."

Wu An saw his bright smile and, somewhat expectantly, asked, "Are these shrimp expensive?"

"Not expensive, maybe a dozen or twenty yuan per jin."

"... Alright."

Anyway, this net yielded a lot of eagle‑claw shrimp, worth several tens of thousands of yuan, and most importantly, the shrimp came out easily; just place them all in the Fish Basket.

Just as we finished here, an extreme weather warning arrived, saying a tropical storm had upgraded to a typhoon, forecast to affect this sea area.

They were told to return to port quickly to avoid the storm.

Immediately set the net.

Although they'd only been pulling for half an hour, they had already consumed most of the Luck Value, and most of the catch was still eagle‑claw shrimp; Lao Fu Tou clicked his tongue in amazement.

Because this kind of shrimp does exist in their area, but in small numbers, a net full of only eagle‑claw shrimp is still quite rare.

"Maybe because of the typhoon?"

"Who knows."

"Never mind it."

"Right, as long as there's money to be made."