Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

Wu Sui entered the wheelhouse, and Wu Lei pointed to the ship's radar.

On the screen, a downward-sloping crack suddenly appeared on the originally flat seabed topography map.

"Ah Sui, look at this."

Wu Lei gestured on the screen.

"We are currently suspended directly above a narrow trench."

"The water here is over 500 meters deep, and the surrounding area is all steep slopes."

Wu Sui leaned closer to examine the terrain data on the screen.

Wu Lei continued to explain from the side.

"These deep-sea trenches are often where several ocean currents converge."

"When the undercurrent surges, the algae underneath will be brought over, and fish love to flock to these kinds of places."

"If there are a lot of small fish, there must be big ones hiding underneath."

Wu Lei rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat excited.

"However, we're currently using a mid-level net, which can only go down a hundred or two meters at most, so we can't reach the cargo underneath at all."

Wu Sui stared at the screen, making plans in his mind.

The trench has a complex topography, but it is indeed a good place to hide big fish.

"Brother Lei, what are your thoughts?"

Wu Lei hesitated for a moment before finally expressing his thoughts.

"Let's release all the steel cables to make the net sink as low as possible."

"Try touching the fish in the deeper parts."

"Fuel consumption will definitely double, but if we can catch a net full of deep-sea fish, we'll definitely earn more."

"What if they're out of stock..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Wu Sui did not respond immediately. With a thought, he quietly activated the system radar.

The sea area within a 500-meter radius is clearly visible.

At around 500 meters, the radar's detection edge became somewhat blurred, and it could not detect the very bottom of the trench.

However, Wu Sui made an unexpected discovery in the steep waters on both sides of the trench.

Several points of light emitting a faint blue glow were swimming along the edge of the trench.

Blue light spot!

This was the first time Wu Sui had ever seen a signal of this color on radar.

Previously, mackerel had white spots, silver pomfret had green spots, and large yellow croaker had gold spots.

What does this blue dot represent?

Although we don't know exactly what kind of fish it is, the special markings given by the system indicate that it's definitely not an ordinary fish.

As for the deeper areas, the radar could no longer detect them; it was pitch black.

Wu Sui put away the radar and turned to look at Wu Lei.

"Alright, let's give it a try."

Pushing open the door to the cockpit, Wu Sui walked onto the deck.

Wu Gang was squatting in the pile of silver pomfret, directing Chen Yang and the others to sort them.

"Big brother, stop for a moment."

Wu Gang clapped his hands and stood up.

"Second brother, what's wrong? We haven't finished sorting the fish yet."

"Let's put it aside for now and prepare to set up the net."

Wu Gang paused for a moment, then glanced at the surrounding sea.

"Are you getting off here?"

Unless they encounter a particularly large school of fish, fishing boats will not stay in one place.

Wu Sui briefly explained the situation of the trench and also mentioned Wu Lei's suggestion.

After hearing this, Wu Gang shook his head vigorously.

No, no.

"Second brother, aren't you just being ridiculous?"

He pointed to the newly arranged fishing nets at the stern of the boat.

"We brought a mid-level trawl net, with a large opening and a light bottom, which is not suitable for deep-sea operations at all."

"If you let the steel cable out completely, the net will sink too deep, and with the high water pressure, the net bag will collapse."

"Besides, there's a trench below, and steep slopes on both sides."

"The trench area is not very large to begin with. If the boat is slightly off-center, the bottom of the net will get caught on the reefs on both sides."

The more Wu Gang talked, the more unreliable it seemed, and he wanted to dissuade Wu Sui from his idea.

"If this net gets caught on the bottom and breaks, we didn't even bring a spare net, so we'll have to turn back this time."

"We've come all this way today, it would be such a waste to just go back like this."

His concerns are not unfounded.

Old fishermen go out to sea seeking only stability.

Getting snagged on the bottom and destroying the net is the worst thing for a trawler.

Wu Gang waited until he calmed down a bit before he spoke.

"Brother, I understand what you're saying. I have a compromise."

Wu Gang frowned.

"What method?"

Wu Sui walked to the stern of the boat and pointed to the fishing net.

"Let's remove a few of the network port baffles."

"As the mesh opening shrinks, the water pressure resistance it experiences naturally decreases."

"Then increase the length of the rope to allow the net to sink to a deeper position."

"Maintain the speed of mid-level trawlers, keep a steady course, follow the direction of the trench, and try to avoid the steep slopes on both sides."

Wu Sui patted the mesh shirt.

"In this way, at most it will just cost more in fuel, and the risk of scraping the bottom can be minimized."

"If we can actually catch a few deep-sea fish, we'll make a fortune on this trip."

Wu Gang stared at Wu Sui without saying a word for a long time.

He knew in his heart that his second son was now very determined, and the net of silver pomfret he had just caught had already proven his judgment.

Although I don't know where the second brother got his confidence from, the fact that the little sperm whale led the way just now was indeed a bit strange.

"You stubborn mule, you won't turn back until you hit a brick wall."

Wu Gang sighed and gave in.

"Alright, we'll do it your way."

"But let me make this clear beforehand: if the internet breaks, you'll definitely get yelled at when you get back, and don't expect me to speak up for you."

Wu Sui grinned.

"Don't worry, brother, I'll sew the net myself if it tears."

Wu Gang stopped talking nonsense, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the stern of the boat.

"Dazhu, Yongqiang, stop fishing and come help us fix the net!"

Wang Dazhu and Chen Yongqiang rushed over.

Wu Gang directed the two men to rummage through the toolbox and retrieve tools.

"Remove the three baffles on both sides of the network port."

"Remove a few of the lead weights from the bottom, so the net doesn't sink too much."

The group quickly got to work.

Removing the baffle is a technical task; you have to ensure that the mesh opening can still be opened underwater and not completely collapse.

Wu Gang was experienced and finished it in no time.

"Second brother, the internet's fixed, when are we logging off?"

Wu Gang wiped the sweat from his brow.

Wu Sui glanced at the time.

"Download now!"

On the deck, Chen Yang was dragging sorting baskets filled with silver pomfret into the cold storage.

Hearing that it was time to go netting, it excitedly dropped its basket and ran over.

"Brother-in-law, what big catch are we planning to get with this net?"

Wu Sui slapped him on the back of the head.

"Go do your work. Clean the fish off the deck first, otherwise there won't be any place to stand when you haul in the nets."

Chen Yang rubbed his head, chuckled, and turned to call on Wang Dazhu and Chen Yongqiang to speed up.

The group worked with great enthusiasm, sending basket after basket into the cold storage.

In the wheelhouse, Wu Lei had already stabilized the boat's speed.

The trench topography on the depth sounder is becoming increasingly clear.

"Disconnect from the internet!"

With a wave of his hand, Wu Sui activated the winch, and the steel cable, carrying the modified fishing net, sank into the sea.

Wu Gang personally oversaw the winch.

They had a 300-meter trawl net on board, and almost all of it had already been deployed.

As Wu Gang watched the steel cable tighten more and more, he still felt uncertain.