There are threshing farms in the northern countryside, while there are drying farms in the fishing villages. As the saying goes, "Fishing for three days and drying nets for two days." In fact, this should not only describe people's laziness. Drying nets is a very important task for fishermen.

There are two major functions of the drying yard: one is to dry the net and the other is to dry the catch. Dried fish fillets and various dried seaweed are all hung here for drying.

The drying yard in Wangjia Fishing Village accounts for half of the area of ​​the village. Behind the village is a huge drying yard. Simply put, a flat and wide piece of mud land is placed with many smooth wooden shelves for drying fishing nets and catches.

When he walked to the side of the drying field, Wang Bo saw his father at a glance.

Bo Dad is an old fisherman in his fifties. His skin has become dark and rough, gray hair, and a hunched back. He looks like he is 60 years old.

However, life at sea has tempered the body of a man. Bo’s father looks old and is actually very strong. Wang Bo used to envy his father’s strong muscle bumps.

At this time, the old man was chatting with a few old friends while tidying up the fishing nets. Someone saw Wang Bo first, subconsciously rubbed his eyes and asked, "Hey, second brother, is that Xiao Bo?"

Bo’s father didn’t look back. He quickly opened the tangled fishing net and said, “Xiao Bo is still in New Zealand. He just called yesterday…”

"What a little Bo." The other two also said.

After hearing what my friends said, Bo Dad quickly turned around. After seeing the smiling Wang Bo, he was also full of surprise. He stood up and shouted: "Son, why are you back suddenly?"

"I got on the plane yesterday, can't I fly back in one day? Technology changes life, Dad!" Wang Bo said with a smile, coming up to say hello to the elders in the village one by one.

He started to pack up the fishing nets. The fourth uncle in the village said, "What are you still working here? My son is back for the New Year, hurry up and prepare the food!"

When he saw his son, Bo Dad was the happiest one. He laughed and said, "By the way, the fishing net is almost done. Brother Fourth, please help me do it again. I will take my son back first, and then call you and your brother to come to my house for a drink!"

Wang Bo added: "I brought a lot of food and drinks from New Zealand. I will come here, uncle, try foreign seafood, and compare whether it is the same as the one here!"

Several people agreed and the father and son went home happily.

For dinner, my mother did prepare fried small salted fish with corn pancakes, plus a pot of steaming small fish, and the authentic fisherman dinner came out.

Wang Bo also steamed lobster and king crab. He wanted to make two more dishes, but his parents did not allow it and said that they would be kept for the New Year.

After returning home, my father blamed him several times when he saw the things he brought. Even if he had been fishing for a lifetime, he was shocked by the seafood brought back by Wang Bo. He had never seen the king crab like a small pot lid, let alone eaten it.

It was getting dark early in winter. The family of three surrounded the stove and placed an iron pot on the stove, which was stewed with small yellow croaker, small side-mouthed fish, small pomfret, and the longest was small mackerel, which was only a little longer than chopsticks.

The iron pan was covered with golden corn tortillas, and peanut oil was applied under the cake, so as the cake was steamed, the aroma of oil came out.

The fish soup gradually heated up and boiled, and the small fish inside rolled up. The delicious fish fragrance gradually suppressed the oil and corn cake fragrance.

Wang Bo first scooped a bowl of fish soup for his parents. His father smoked a cigarette and pushed the bowl to him, and said, "Your mom and I have eaten enough of this thing. You can eat it, you can eat it yourself."

The whole family is welcome. Wang Bo first drank a bowl of fresh and fragrant fish soup, scooped a bowl of corn cakes, picked up the salted fish that was fried soaked in it and started eating it with a delicious taste.

When my son came home, he seemed to be doing well abroad. The two old men were in a good mood and had more dinner than before.

Wang Bo kept introducing New Zealand to the two and showed the photos taken on his mobile phone. His parents were surprised. They didn't know that there were still countries in summer...

After a good night's sleep, Wang Bo followed his father to sea the next day.

The New Year is coming soon. Every household in the fishing village will go out to sea to fish some seafood for New Year’s goods. They cannot go out to sea one week before and after the New Year. This is an ancient tradition.

There are no big boats in the small fishing village, and Wang Bo's family is a small sampan. As long as the wind and waves are slightly bigger, they cannot go out to sea. And even if the waves are calm, they cannot catch much.

In the minds of most people, places closer to the sea seem to be places where they become rich earlier. In fact, this is a misunderstanding, because not all seasides are suitable for building harbors.

A seaside fishing village without a harbor cannot develop at all.

Fishing and selling seafood? There are the same ocean around it. Who will be sold to? Moreover, the logistics and transportation and freezing technology were not good in the past, so the fishing catches that were caught cannot be kept fresh for a long time, and even if they were transported out, they could not be sold at a price.

In Wang Bo's memory, it was rare to see big houses in their village until their youth, and it was a very difficult time.

Fortunately, with the popularity of farmhouses and fishermen's banquets in recent years, the village has taken the opportunity to develop tourism to improve the economy a little.

The fishing boat in his house is a large sampan, and the only modern place is the diesel engine behind it. There is no place to shelter from the wind and rain on the boat. This will cause the skin on his face to hurt by the sea breeze.

Looking at Wang Bo's grin, his father laughed: "How is it, are you excited?"

Wang Bo also laughed. Since he went to college, he had almost never gone out to sea again. He had forgotten the feeling of the winter sea breeze.

The fishing boat drove for a distance, and Bo Dad stood at the stern of the boat and scattered a trawl net. The next step was to use his experience to determine where there were fish. After dragging it for a while, just put it away.

For local fishermen, experience is very important. Most of them do not have advanced machinery such as fish detectors and underwater radars. Once a mistake is made, it means a waste of energy, time and diesel.

The fishing boat was towed for fifteen or sixteen minutes, and Wang Bo closed the fishing net at his father's instructions.

There are only a few scattered dragon head fish inside, the big ones are less than twenty centimeters long, and the small ones are even more unavailable.

Bo Dad lit a cigarette and took a few sips, opened the net and threw the small fish back into the sea, leaving a few big fish, and sighed: "Save it and stew it with a tofu, alas, this net is a loss."

Wang Bo smiled optimistically and said, "It's okay, you can't make a lot of money online, right? Dad, please go offline. I have confidence in your experience."
Chapter completed!