Those goddamn Japanese even had some dolphin slaughter festival.
What a sin!
Ye Yaodong kept scooping with the Hand Net. Once the bamboo baskets beside him were full, he pulled over two more empty ones.
The two of them scooped away mechanically, constantly muttering that there were too many, far too many.
They had checked during the night: the peak season had already begun, and the next few days would bring the most squid. Today, they had happened to encounter the dolphins' ultrasonic waves as well, so the catch had come without the slightest effort.
Out on the distant sea, the dolphins were still sending out their loud, clear calls, and some had even started playing and leaping.
Ye Yaodong could not figure out whether these dolphins had been called over to repay a favor or had simply swum here and decided to stay. Either way, it benefited him, and dolphins lived in groups anyway.
Right now, they only wished they had eight hands each to scoop with. Huge patches of squid kept drifting over from the distance, and whatever they failed to haul aboard continued floating away with the wind and current.
All those drifting away were money.
They could not scoop them up fast enough. They simply could not keep up.
Besides, he felt that those distant dolphins had probably attacked every marine creature in the surrounding waters indiscriminately. Each netful contained not just squid, but plenty of assorted fish as well.
They had no time to sort them, though. The fish were stained pitch-black with squid ink too, so he dumped everything into the baskets.
"Dongzi, there are too many! We can't keep up. If only we'd known to bring more people. What a waste, they're all floating away. The two of us can barely scoop up