Although their speed was not as fast as in other seas.
Compared to other fishing boats entering the Arctic Circle, though, their journey was still smooth sailing.
Time flew by, and two hours had passed since the White Dolphin cast its nets.
"Haul the nets!"
Ye Yuan's clear shout rang out.
The crew's spirits immediately lifted.
First, Pei Fei started the winch.
As the winch began operating, the trawl net was gradually wound back onto the rollers.
The crew watched the water's surface with both anticipation and concern.
For them, this was their first catch in the Arctic Circle.
Every one of them was extremely nervous.
As the crane lifted the fishing net from the water.
A huge teardrop-shaped net appeared before the crew's eyes.
No one knew who was the first to shout excitedly.
Then all the crew members remained where they were, high-fiving the people beside them in celebration.
"It's cold out! Sort everything quickly. I've already had Fatty prepare hot soup. After work, go warm yourselves up in the mess hall!"
Looking at the catch covering the deck.
Ye Yuan was the first to speak.
"Hehe! Eldest Brother, we're not cold!"
Ma Hua happily picked up a strange sea fish with a large head, a large mouth, an upper jaw slightly longer than its lower jaw, and a barbel on its neck.
"Eldest Brother, is this the legendary Arctic cod?"
The crew could be considered well-traveled and knowledgeable.
But they were still somewhat unfamiliar with catches from within the Arctic Circle.
Ye Yuan smiled and nodded.
He was quite satisfied with Ma Hua's performance.
This guy had grown from a complete novice into a qualified fisherman.
And it had taken him only a little over a year.
That rate of improvement was already astonishing.
After all, many