His father certainly knew how to slack off, too.
He was a grown man. What was wrong with cooking a meal?
After everyone on both boats had eaten and drunk their fill and discussed the enormous sea monster for a while, they went back to trawling.
Everyone thought this would probably just be a brief interruption in the day, over and done with.
Who hadn't encountered something strange out at sea?
Nothing unexpected happened during the trawling afterward. Things stayed fairly calm.
The two boats didn't head off in completely different directions, either. They simply kept far enough apart not to interfere with each other, until each fishing boat was little more than a black dot to the other.
The day's catch wasn't particularly good. They had missed that school of mullet and caught only seventy or eighty jin or so.
It was just passable, nowhere near what they caught with gill nets. Luckily, the two sea pigs helped make up for it. Uncle Lin and his crew were the ones who had really made a killing.
The sun had slipped behind the clouds early. Although it wasn't evening yet, only four in the afternoon, by the time they hauled in this net, there wasn't enough time to set another.
It would be dark if they set another net, so Uncle Lin and his crew planned to head back early. They had already made a substantial haul today anyway.
After the father and son hauled in their last net, they also felt there wasn't time to set another, so they began setting gill nets instead.
They would set as many as they could and collect them tomorrow. Dried fish was now their family's most important source of income.
They could actually use mullet to make dried fish, too. It was