When he hauled it to the surface and saw that familiar, enormous white shape, his heart sank, and he could not help swearing.
"Motherfucker, you can even hook jellyfish? All that fucking effort hauling it up for nothing. Fuck..."
He brought the line to his mouth and bit through it hard. He was abandoning this branch line. What a waste of effort. Fuck...
Father Ye had seen how hard he was pulling and thought he had hooked something big. He had even excitedly leaned over the gunwale to look. Discovering it was a jellyfish left him speechless too.
"It probably happened to swim past and got tangled in your hook, then couldn't get free."
"Just my luck! Dad, you steer. I'll set the net. Once it's down, we'll cook some noodles."
"All right."
The two kinds of fishing nets complemented each other; they just required a little more manpower. Engines and machinery were not yet widespread, and most work still relied on human labor. A boat like his could really only be called a small boat, and only a few boats carried any basic equipment.
After setting the net, Ye Yaodong started preparing to cook rice noodles again. He had eaten rice noodles before dawn, and by now he was already hungry.
He had originally planned to boil a few mantis shrimp and shrimp to tide them over after trawling, but the oarfish had delayed them, and he had forgotten. By the time they finished hauling in the longline, it was already noon, and his stomach had long since been growling with hunger.
Like that morning, they cooked rice noodle soup, only with a few extra mantis shrimp and the shrimp they had just caught, making it even more delicious.
The soup kept bubbling in the pot. Father and son