Golden Fishery

233. Beautiful scenery on a good day

Wistle House is a very nice small hotel, because it is far away from the fishing port, so it is very quiet. And there are not many cars driving at night in this small town, so after closing the doors and windows, it is a quiet night.

After Qin Shiou lay down, he went to George Shoal immediately. The bluefin tuna he controlled was looking for food in the water. It didn't hunt much during the day, and now it was a little hungry.

The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, Qin Shiou has always been generous to his own people, he injected the Poseidon energy into this fish, just like replacing a V8 cylinder engine with a Jinbei van, the tired tuna immediately rejuvenated and its speed soared.

Sensing a group of herrings nearby, Qin Shiou controlled the herrings, the tuna rushed forward a few times, and stuffed a small half of the herrings into his stomach.

At this time, another big fish rushed over and opened its mouth to take advantage of the opportunity, because the herring at this meeting is not moving.

When Qin Shiou saw this big fish, he was pleasantly surprised. This was another bluefin tuna, and it was a female he hadn't encountered during the day!

However, this fish is not big, only over one meter in size. The skin on the abdomen is silvery white and shiny, and the fish eyes are brightly folded. It looks very good.

Not to mention, they controlled it together, and Qin Shiou didn't look for any sunken ships anymore, so he controlled the two fish and started to fly wildly in the direction of his own fishing ground.

The sprinting speed of the tuna is nothing to say, stimulated by the continuous energy of the sea god, the two fish competed for each other, rushing towards the direction of the Daqin Fishing Ground like a speedboat.

It's a pity that they couldn't cover a distance of 1,500 kilometers in one night, so Qin Shiou sent them to the vicinity of Sable Island and let them wander by themselves.

At half past five in the morning, there was a knock on the door. Qin Shiou opened his eyes in a daze and opened the door, and saw Wessel's anxious face.

This handsome guy reeked of alcohol, his eyes were red from the boil, it seemed that he must have not slept last night, he probably went to the bar to have a good night. Running back to catch up on sleep now.

As soon as Qin Shiou opened the door, Weisser said anxiously: "Man, why are you still sleeping? God, are you a rookie? Don't you know that you have to leave the port early after catching fish?"

"Why?" Qin Shiou asked.

Wesell spread his hands and looked helpless, and said: "Why? Dude, are you kidding me? You actually asked me why! Of course it is because some people will envy you. They will follow your boat. When the time comes, where do you go fishing?

Where are they moored too. And the only way to avoid this situation is to leave in the middle of the night without anyone noticing! "

Qin Shiou smiled and said: "It's nothing, relax, relax. We are just fishing on George Shoal, where else will we go today, so if someone wants to follow me, he is doomed to be disappointed."

Weisser shook his head, looking at Qin Shiou with a look in the eyes that rotten wood cannot be carved and walls of dung cannot be stained, and then ran to the room by himself to sleep.

Qin Shiou went downstairs after washing up. Wessel's mother was cleaning. She glanced at him curiously and asked with a smile, "May I ask. Young man, are you Asian? Chinese? Japanese?"

"Chinese." Qin Shiou smiled.

The proprietress explained: "Please don't blame me for being too gossip, because I want to find out your eating habits. Since I am Chinese, I can't prepare sashimi and rice balls. You should like egg fried rice, right?"

Qin Shiou nodded. This guy Wiesel is right. It's nice to live in his house. His mother is a good cook. He even cooks the Chinese dish of braised pork, although it is not very authentic. too sweet.

After breakfast, Qin Shiou walked on the road with the sea monster and others in a leisurely manner. He looked at this small fishing port with North American style, and took a few photos from time to time, looking more like a tourist.

Qin Shiou also knew something about Gloucester. The most famous of this small town is the lighthouse. From any corner of the city, you can see the big lighthouse on Ten Pound Island (ten--island) towering over the sea.

Solid, thick, steady, and proud, this lighthouse stands by the sea, with the waves constantly rushing in and the sea wind whistling, it stands motionless there, representing the great power of human architecture.

Gloucester is a small city, especially when walking in it.

The Welsh House is located in the southwest of the small town, and it is only through the small town to reach the pier. After a short walk, Qin Shiou saw the sea in sight.

There was a square not far from the seaside. A large group of white brothers and gray pigeons stayed on the ground looking for food. Qin Shiou bought some crushed corn kernels for two dollars and threw them to the pigeons. Soon, the birds were no longer afraid of him and flew away. I came to him to find something to eat.

There was a loud bird cry, and the bouncing pigeons spread their wings in fright. Qin Shiou couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't need to look to know that Nimitz had found him and flew over.

Sure enough, two seconds later, with a strong wind blowing in his face, Nimitz circled around Qin Shiou's head, folded his wings and landed on his shoulders, gently pecked at his hair with his beak, and helped him style his hairstyle .

This time it was the turn of the residents walking in the square to take pictures. Qin Shiou didn't want to be too high-profile, threw the crushed corn kernels on the ground, took Nimitz with him and left.

Going forward, there is Gloucester's surface building "The Man at the Wheel". This bronze statue is made in proportion to an adult, and it is a fisherman with a hat holding the rudder.

Qin Shiou took two selfies with the statue, and then walked slowly to the pier. Seeing him coming, a group of eager fishermen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone cursed dejectedly: "Fuck, God must punish this bastard. I have been waiting here since two o'clock in the morning, and this Canadian is actually sleeping?"

"Dro, don't complain, haha, that unlucky guy in Liszt thought he changed boats and left, and only left half an hour ago." Someone gloated and laughed.

Qin Shiou got on the pier and happened to meet James Lewis, the head of the Trident Fisheries Company at the port.

The old man looked at Qin Shiou with weird eyes, and said, "Dude, are you really here to fish for tuna?"

Qin Shiou flicked his arm to make Nimitz fly, and said with a smile: "Of course, old man, but he is also here to enjoy life. Tuna are in the sea, they will not go to Mars, but we don't have much time, time to enjoy Less, no?"

After hearing what he said, the old man laughed, nodded his head and said: "You are a different Chinese, boy, you are different from your compatriots. I know a lot of Chinese, they are too busy, whether it is a fisherman or a president, Every moment is rushed. Yes, time to have fun is more important than tuna, and not many people your age understand that.”

A fisherman who had been waiting at the pier for a long time said impatiently: "Of course he can enjoy himself. Look what he drove here? A yacht! He came to Gloucester with a multimillion-dollar yacht from Newfoundland. On vacation!"

"Charles, don't talk nonsense, do you care if he's on vacation or fishing? Anyway, he caught fish as soon as he came yesterday. How many fish did you catch?" the old man retorted sharply.

The middle-aged fisherman scratched his head helplessly, and muttered: "I've had bad luck these two days, damn it, I hope I can have good luck today."

Qin Shiou boarded the boat, this time there was no need to use the Seagull, the Snowball could do it by itself.

As a result, as soon as the Snowball left the port, four or five ships followed behind like sea wolves. There was no doubt that these people wanted to go fishing with him. (to be continued)