Chapter 1641: Fishing for bonito

"Boss, it's so boring!" Huang Bin swayed back and forth beside Xiao Peng shirtless, and he took it. Is the boss a sleeper? Except when eating, you can keep your eyes closed. What's wrong? It used to be able to play games, but now it’s better, no more games.
This deep sea area is completely different from the shallow sea area.
If the fish in the shallow sea area is tired, they can sink to the bottom of the sea to rest, but this is not the case in the deep sea area. There are almost no fish in normal times, and only large fish groups can harvest when they migrate through.
Therefore, after the longline fishing tackle is thrown into the sea, it may not take up the line for a few months-if there is no large school of fish passing by, it will be a waste. As soon as a large school of fish is over, the line can be taken up directly, basically there are some big guys like sailfish, marlin and tuna hanging on the face.
Xiao Peng looked puzzled after hearing this: "It turns out that we have been at sea for a longer time. Are you screaming boring after only a few days?"
Huang Bin stopped circling the house, but looked at Xiao Peng and said, "Boss, it turns out that we go fishing for a dozen months, but at that time, it’s not boring to have work every day! Look at what I don’t know anymore! Yesterday Shi Ming caught a tern, what we thought he was going to do, and ended up plucking his hair as a shuttlecock. Today a group of big guys kicked the shuttlecock on the boat. You can imagine how boring we are now. Right?"
Xiao Peng was speechless: "People are eager to work less, what are you doing? I wish I could exhaust you?"
Huang Bin said bitterly: "But this is really too boring. I don't have anything to do except making tomato scrambled eggs every day."
"You won't go to the room to take a break? There are TVs and computers in it, can you go online to pass the time!" Xiao Peng said to him.
Huang Bin shook his head: "But that's even more boring..."
As soon as his voice fell, he was interrupted by the continuous alarm sound from the console: "Huh? What is this sound?"
Xiao Peng looked at it: "The fish finder is calling the police, and there are schools of fish passing here."
"There are schools of fish! Boss! Why are you not excited?" Huang Bin said hurriedly.
Xiao Peng said lazily after hearing this: "What am I excited about? We are a longline fishing boat, not a trawler. How do we get this school of fish up? Tsk tsk, look at the swimming speed, like bonito or mackerel. Fish, it looks more like bonito at this scale. Even if it’s over, it’s not worth it."
After hearing this, Huang Bin expressed regret: "Oh, boss, I really don’t understand why you didn’t drive the Vladimir. If it’s the Vladimir, we can just drag the net and we can return. The port is closed."
Xiao Peng gave him a white look. Lao Tzu came here to stay at sea, right? How about longline fishing?
"Are you all bored idle?" Xiao Peng asked Huang Bin.
Huang Bin nodded: "It's really like this. It's almost hairy. Although Shi Ming said that he managed the ship in Qianliyan, but what kind of fish is there? The 40-kilometer main line can be taken up overnight. It’s normal to put it here for a week or two."
Xiao Peng smiled coldly after hearing this: "Okay, since you are talking about idleness, I will find something for you to do! Let everyone gather with the bow of the fishing rod! Open the front deck conveyor belt! You are not bored? I will practice and practice you!"
Huang Bin was a little confused when he heard it. He knew the usefulness of the conveyor belt on the front deck. It was used to transport the fish into the cabin when the line was taken up, but what is it doing now? There is. . . . . . .
"Boss, our fishing bait has been thrown into the sea. Should I go to the kitchen to cut some meat as bait?" Huang Bin asked.
"Cut the meat." Xiao Peng stretched out his hand and opened the side drawer. Inside were some fish hooks, the length of a thumb, and a bright white iron piece tied to it. He took out a bag and threw it to Huang Bin: "Let You use this hook, you don't need to hang bait, all go to the front deck to gather!" After speaking, he directly started the fishing boat and drove to the front left.
"Use this fish hook?" Huang Bin felt that he couldn't turn his head. Any fish hook should have a barb so that the fish won't break free after being hooked, but there is no barb on it at all, and The curvature is very small, and the fish only needs to struggle a little to get out of the hook! Fishing with such a hook? Is there a mistake! And what is the white iron plate on it? What's the use of jingle bells?
"If you let you go, just go, what nonsense!" Xiao Peng waved his hand and began to drive the boat seriously.
Huang Bin was confused and informed the people on the boat. Everyone was standing on the side of the ship with a fishing rod.
Xiao Peng drove the boat for about seven or eight nautical miles and stopped the boat, opened the cockpit window and shouted: "Okay, now throw the rod!"
Huang Bin took the fishing rod and whispered: "Just throw the rod like this? I don't know how deep it is."
Shi Ming poked him: "Don't whisper, I haven't seen the boss's bad temper in the past two days and have no interest in doing anything? Let's do what he says! Besides, how deep can you throw this fishing rod?"
The fishing rod they used was specially modified by Xiao Peng when he came here. It is a three-meter long rod, but there are not many lines on the fishing vessel, that is, tens of meters of PE line. The front end of the fishing line is a counterweight, which can be used by just hanging the hook. How deep can this fishing line be thrown? In such a deep sea area, this fishing line is no different from nothing, that is, the depth of the boat.
After Shi Ming finished speaking, he directly threw the fish hook with the white iron sheet into the water. As a result, the fishing rod instantly turned into a bow shape just after the hook had not sunk after it was launched!
"Hurry up! Or the fish will run away!" Xiao Peng shouted over there.
There was no need to teach him this matter by Xiao Peng. Shi Ming directly lifted the rod, and a bonito that was more than 70 cm long flew directly onto the deck.
But since there is no barb on the hook, the fish spit out the hook directly after it fell on the deck.
Struggling desperately on the deck.
Xiao Peng pointed to the conveyor belt on the fore-deck and said, "Throw it right when you close the pole, and just throw the fish directly into the conveyor belt. If you practice smoothly, there will be no problem with one fish in ten seconds. We are now facing the fish. The direction the group is coming from, come on, aren’t you boring? The opportunity for performance is here!"
"A fish in ten seconds?" Huang Bin was a little unbelievable, but seeing Shi Ming just picking up a fish, he couldn't help but not believe it, so he also threw the hook into the sea. It turned out to be the same as Shi Ming just now. As soon as the hook entered the water about one or two meters deep, it was bitten by a bonito. He quickly lifted the rod, and a silver-white bonito struck the sky. The arc fell on the deck-he wanted to throw the fish directly onto the conveyor belt, but it was easy to say, but it was really difficult to sit up-his accurate head was not enough, and The fish didn't get rid of the hook, Huang Bin hurriedly ran to him and took the hook off the fish head, and threw the fish onto the conveyor belt.
Xiao Peng didn’t know when he lit a cigar. He smiled at the scene and said,
When you catch the fish, shake the rod and the hook can be released, but can you throw it on time? Can't you throw in the conveyor belt?"
Huang Bin said angrily: "I'm just starting out, I'm not skilled!"
Xiao Peng snapped his fingers: "Now you start to become proficient. Until this school of fish is over, no one will stop! Now let me catch my life!"
In fact, there is no need for him to say this, everyone knows what to do, and everyone is busy.
However, they really came into contact with this fishing method for the first time, so they were not familiar with them one by one. At the beginning, they were in a hurry. Otherwise, the fish would be unhooked without taking off, or the fish would be thrown all over the deck. Otherwise, he encountered the deck and didn't know how to decouple the hook.
But after all, they are all old fishermen, and soon everyone has adapted to this rhythm. Specifically, they are throwing rods-Zhongyu-Shangyu. Xiao Peng said that there is a fish in ten seconds. This is definitely an exaggeration, because it does not take ten seconds at all, and there will be a fish in about five seconds.
This school of fish can last for more than ten minutes, and the fishermen on the boat are all physically strong. After this period of time, they are all sour in their hands and feet. The labor intensity is too great! A small bonito is a dozen catties, and a larger one is twenty or thirty catties. It is really tiring to carry this one up.
After the school of fish passed, Huang Bin directly sat on the ground, "Oh, I'm going, I'm exhausted! It's too exciting to fish like this?"
Xiao Peng smiled and slipped to his side: "How is it? Are you still bored?"
Huang Bin shook his head: "This is really not boring, boss, fishing like this is too exciting. In addition to being physically tired, people have to be highly concentrated, or the fish will run away."
Xiao Peng nodded: "You're right! I'm quite interesting, just let you experience it, if someone else's boat sees such a school of fish, they must chase the school of fish and catch it until it can't catch up with the school of fish! How long can you hold on that way?"
Shi Ming was looking at the fish hook in his hand: "Boss, what kind of fish hook is this?"
Xiao Peng explained: "This is a hook for bonito fishing. I bought it at a fishing tackle shop in the fishing port of Miyako City for 200 yen each. It is affordable. If you have seen Japanese dramas, you will often see bridges like this. Duan, that is, whoever owes money, and then went fishing for tuna to pay off the debt. What they said "tuna" actually refers to this bonito, but they are right, bonito is also a kind of tuna. You just now I also realized the labor intensity of bonito fishing, so the high income is correct, and it is indeed hard enough."
Huang Bin moved his shoulders and said, "Indeed, I did such a violent activity for a while, it's really too much!"
"It's nonsense. Just now, the eight of you were so busy, that's more than ten tons of bonito! Do you think you can not be tired? Okay, now go and pack the bonito inside, and pick two out for me. Today I will make you a bonito beef-tofu roll and try it!"
"Long live the boss!"