Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

The simple and unpretentious villagers subconsciously choose to feed the people or animals they like.

These days, nothing is more important than having enough food to eat.

However, Fu Wan did not expect that Robert was quite popular. After all, the blue crabs in his hand looked to be more than half a pound, and he could get at least fifty cents in exchange for them if he took them to Fu San.

As they were talking, Fu Ming walked in with two watermelons in his arms.

"Oh, I'm so tired this morning!"

Fu Ming started complaining as soon as he entered the room, and Fu Wan stepped forward and took the watermelon from his hand.

It is not light, one weighs at least five or six pounds.

"Brother, where did you get this watermelon?"

The melon has clear patterns and the stem on top looks very fresh. It's obvious that it was just picked from the field.

"Aunt Wang, it was given to me by Ah Qing's mother. I just ran into her in the alley and she forced it on me.

Thank you for building the road for us guys!"

Building roads?

Fu Wan suddenly realized, "Oh, I was wondering why the drive was so smooth yesterday. I forgot the road was repaired so late at night!"

They were exhausted from the journey last night, and were sleepy and hungry. How could they pay attention to the road in the village? Only now did Fu Wan realize what was different in the village.

That means all the roads are paved with cement!

I heard it rained these past two days, and Fu Wan didn’t see a single puddle while driving all the way here last night!

As for Wang Xiuer's sudden gratitude to her, Fu Wan weighed the watermelon in her hand and probably guessed the reason.

Since the land was divided a few years ago, Wang Xiuer has planted some watermelons every year.

This is a skill her father taught her. She doesn't eat all the watermelons she grows, most of them are sold.

If you don't mention anything else, there's no problem at all in exchanging it for a dozen bucks.

Last year, her watermelons were very good, and many people in the nearby village liked them. So Wang Xiuer specially picked a few large and sweet watermelons, saved the seeds, and planted them in the field early this year.

Early this morning, she went to pick the first batch of watermelons. Based on her past experience, she put hay in the basket to reduce shock. Her family didn't have a cart, so she used a wheelbarrow to push the watermelons.

Pushing a wheelbarrow requires skill, and pushing a wheelbarrow loaded with heavy objects requires even more skill.

Especially after the rain, the front of the car can easily tilt if you are not careful, and once the front of the car tilts, it may overturn.

Watermelons are not very resistant to being dropped. In the past, when Wang Xiuer pushed the watermelons back, several of them would inevitably be broken. But today, when she pushed the watermelons all the way here, not a single one was broken.

Even the wheelbarrow didn't vibrate at all, and Wang Xiuer felt that there was no need to lay hay.

This is all thanks to the cement road!

She wanted to thank Fu Wan, but she didn't see Fu Wan. She happened to meet Fu Ming and gave him two watermelons.

Fu Ming refused for a long time, but he couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to accept it.

"Since it's a gift, let's soak it in well water and eat it at noon!"

Fu Wan patted the watermelon in her hand, and heard a crisp sound. She knew it was a good watermelon.

"Okay, then I'll go get some water to soak!"

Fu Ming responded. Robert, who had nothing to do, pulled Fu Wan over and asked when they could go fishing.

Fu Wan was also helpless. The tide had already receded by now. Even if they wanted to go to the beach, they would have to wait until the low tide rose in the evening or the high tide receded in the early morning.

"We can't make it now. The tide has receded. I think it's going to rain. You guys take a break first. We'll go in the evening."

After saying that, Fu Wan looked at the increasingly gloomy sky. According to her experience, the rain would come in less than half a day.

The fact was exactly as Fu Wan had expected. She had just gone to Ye Xiaocui's house to have breakfast, and soon it started to rain heavily.

"Ouch, this rain is really, it soaked me all over!"

Boss Fu came back with a fishing rod, followed by Jack and his two companions who looked equally embarrassed.

Although they looked embarrassed, the three of them still had smiles on their faces.

After knowing that they couldn't go fishing for a while, Fu Ming took them to join Boss Fu's fishing group.

When these three people came, they brought fishing rods with them. They all had the same hobby, and since they were foreigners, the villagers were also surprised.

Although there is some language barrier between Robert and Tom, Jack has been practicing Chinese diligently for the past six months and can barely serve as a translator.

Seeing how soaked they were, Ye Xiaocui hurried to find dry clothes.

Fu Wan leaned over to take a look at the harvest in their bucket.

"Sure you guys, sea bass, tiger grouper, and two stone nines!"

"Hehe, not bad, I didn't expect these kids to be so good at fishing!"

Boss Fu kept laughing. He originally thought that these three people were just having fun, but after staying at the beach for more than an hour, they gained the most.

Such good luck made Uncle Fu and Village Chief Fu and others very envious.

"By the way, Dad, have you been out to sea recently?"

Fu Wan asked casually. She went back to sleep after dinner last night and had completely forgotten about going out to sea.

It was only after breakfast that Fu Wan remembered it when she saw Ye Xiaocui mending the fishing net with a net shuttle.

"It's out, we'll go out to sea on the third day after you go to Shanghai.

But I didn’t go anywhere particularly far, I just came back after dragging the net for a day.

We went there again two days ago and just came back yesterday morning.”

In total, I went out to sea twice.

"So how was the harvest?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Fu returned to his room and took out the list. "It's all here. Your Third Uncle came here yesterday to check the accounts. I put it away specially, waiting for you to come back and look at it!"

Fu Wan took the list and opened it. After looking through it, she found that the overall harvest was not bad.

When Boss Fu and his crew went out to sea for the first time, they encountered a school of swordfish and harvested more than 5,000 kilograms of blue-spotted swordfish, as well as a lot of other fish and shrimp. The fish alone weighed 700 to 800 kilograms.

The main harvest of the second trip to the sea was pomfret, including golden pomfret and silver pomfret, with the three boats catching about 7,000 to 8,000 kilograms of fish.

Two voyages, three boats, and a total harvest of over 30,000 yuan.

"How's it going? Not bad, right?"

Boss Fu was very proud and Fu Wan gave him a thumbs up.

"Absolutely."

Although it is not as good as when I go out to sea, this harvest is already better than that of other fishermen.

"Hey, I still think it's more fun for you to go together. I always feel like something is missing when you're not on the boat."

Boss Fu wiped the rain off his head and asked impatiently, "Awan, when are you planning to go out to sea next time?"

Fu Wan raised her eyebrows when she heard that.

"You just got back yesterday morning, so don't rush out to sea to fish. How about this, if the weather is good in the next two days, we can take Jack and the others out to play."

These three people came here just to go out to sea. Their visas have less than twenty days left, which means they can only stay in the village for half a month at most and then have to go back.

Boss Fu listened and nodded in agreement, "Then we can go to Coconut Island or Bird's Nest Island. If it rains, there will definitely be more seafood on the island."

Fu Wan nodded, that was what she meant.

After lunch, Fu Wan drove to the food factory and cannery and returned just before dinner time.

As soon as he returned home, Fu Ling ran over and showed Fu Wan what he had in his hand as if he was presenting a treasure.