Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Hard Life at Sea

Bo Xiaoer's bamboo tube float for the crab pot is very interesting, his pile of bamboo tubes is not lying flat on the water, but standing, and there is a thin bamboo pole more than two meters high in the middle, and a few strips of cloth are hung on the top of the bamboo pole, which can be seen from afar. It can be seen from this small detail that Bo Xiaoer's personality is very obedient to the old man Bofu, careful and focused. And he has one more advantage than the old man Bofu, that is, he doesn't break his mouth and rarely nags others, but I don't know if he will change when he gets older.

Hong Tao is not too worried about the crab pots, the crabs have a very sensitive sense of smell, and as long as there is food underwater, they will soon smell the smell of fish. This animal is originally a scavenger on the bottom of the sea, dead fish and shrimp are their favorite, once found, they will not leave if they don't eat it, and once they eat it, they can't go if they want to, unless they have a human brain.

The rolling hook is the main purpose of Hong Tao, and for the sales of seafood at this time, Hong Tao and Chen Mingen, Huang Hai, and Bo Fu have all communicated. Ordinary marine fish are the least valuable, and they can't be used for formal banquets, and the people of the Song Dynasty like novelty, and they must be big enough and rare enough to sell them at a good price. If it is a crab for one or two years, as long as it is not the Mid-Autumn Festival when the crab roe is plump, there are generally not many people to eat, only four or five years of crabs, the meat is thick and delicious, there will be restaurants willing to buy, because they have a tender meat regardless of whether there is crab roe or not. The most expensive is still prawns, generally a little grade in the restaurant, prawns are a more popular dish, but unfortunately Hong Taoqian has a good way to catch prawns, that thing except for the mesh fine trawl drag, there is no large-scale fishing method, with crab pots can also catch some, but not too much.

In comparison, there are more opportunities to catch big fish with a rolling hook, as long as you catch a big fish such as tuna, swordfish, marlin, etc., and take it to Zhenzhou City, you can sell it in a similar way to auction in later generations. This thing is still a rare thing at the moment, especially the big guy with 3 or 40 pounds on his head, which can rarely be caught.

The Song people love gambling very much, and they are willing to gamble and fight for everything, so if there is a big fish, the restaurant in the city will send someone to shout the price. In fact, the Song people are not stupid at all, this process of bidding with each other is itself to advertise their own restaurants, who wins not only looks good, but also attracts a lot of diners, and by the way, they also sell a lot of other dishes, and they do not suffer a loss.

The crab pot has a rope and float, and the lower roller hook cannot be near the crab pot, once the big fish is hooked and rushed, it may be entangled in the rope of the crab pot. Huang Lang's boat dropped anchor and stayed near the crab pot to watch, while Bo Xiaoer and Hong Tao's boat continued to move forward for two quarters of an hour, taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely dark, and first connected the two small boats together, so as not to be blown away by the tide at night.

"You go to sleep first, I'll keep the first shift." After a simple dinner, Bo Xiaoer took out two sacks of slices from the cabin and handed them to Hong Tao and Bo Jiao. Bo Jiao wrapped the sack pieces around his body, fell on the bow of the boat, and fell asleep! It's cost-effective, this thing is a cover! It is no wonder that Bofu and the Yellow Sea have rheumatism in their hands, feet and legs, and they sleep on the sea like this, and even in the tropical seas, they will get sick sooner or later.

It's a pity that Hong Tao can't do anything, the conditions are too simple, there is no plastic cloth to resist moisture, and there is no wool blanket to keep warm, at most it is wrapped in an extra sack. Hong Tao hadn't slept well for several nights, and whenever he slept, all kinds of problems would appear in his mind, and he couldn't figure it out when he thought about it, and it passed in a flash. Although the conditions are difficult now, I leaned on the rudder handle at the stern, felt the hull being lifted and lowered rhythmically by the waves, and listened to the crackling sound of the waves crashing against the hull, and I fell asleep in a daze for a short time.

"Ah......h Ahh In the dream, he was driving a sailboat to troll on the sea, a thousand pounds of marlin was hooked, after several hours of fighting, he finally subdued this powerful guy, Hong Tao himself was tired and his arms hurt, and he sat on the deck with a buttocks, and the sweat on his body made the sea breeze blow, and immediately sneezed twice.

The front is a dream, the two sneezes in the back are not dreams, Hong Tao woke up! The soreness on his body is not a dream, the board is not only hard but also small, and he has to curl up when he is a big man lying on it, which is really a sore back and legs.

"Third brother, what time is it?" Hong Tao didn't plan to continue sleeping, so he put the sack on his body and put it on the bow of the boat, and turned his head to look at the boat next to him. At this time, Bo Xiaoer at the stern of the boat had already fallen, and Bo Xiaosan at the bow of the boat was sitting on duty.

"It's been more than half an hour...... Bo Xiaosan looked up at the sky and reported a point in time. Looking at the stars and moon to estimate the hour, I don't know if it's the trick of the Tan family, or if all the Song people are like this, anyway, Hong Tao has calculated a few times in private, and it is quite accurate. The wild chicken is ugly, between 1 and 3 a.m.

"Third brother, go sleep too, I'll keep vigil, I can't sleep anyway." Hong Tao stood at the stern of the boat and began to do exercises, crossing twice, which made him understand a truth, no matter rich or poor, good health is the most important thing, so as long as possible, he will never stop exercising every day. If you can't make big moves on a small wooden boat, then do exercises and bench press sit-ups, anyway, it's not over if you don't sweat your body.

"This is the dance of your hometown?" Bo Xiaosan didn't go to sleep, these men are dead-eyed, they have to finish what they say, seeing Hong Tao's modern radio gymnastics, Bo Xiaosan feels like a dance when worshipping God.

"It's not a dance, it's a way to exercise! By the way, third brother, does our Tan family have martial arts? Hong Tao thought of some distracting thoughts while doing exercises.

"Martial arts?" Bo Xiaosan made Hong Tao stunned.

"It's the technique of fighting!" Hong Tao doesn't know how to explain martial arts, and there are no martial arts movies now, saying that Bruce Lee doesn't know anyone.

"What kind of skills do you need to fight, whoever has the strength and dares to fight will win! Our Tan family won't cause trouble, but if someone dares to mess with us, let's call him with a harpoon! "Don't look at Bo Xiaosan is more honest than his brother, and he doesn't say a word a day, but the more honest the person, the more ruthless! A shot is a fatal solution.

"I'll teach you the skills to fight when it's okay, you don't need to hold a harpoon, just use your body, you can beat others down, do you want to try?" Hong Tao began to show off his judo skills again, he has nothing but fishing, only this skill can still be mastered.