At around two o'clock in the evening, when Bei Hai arrived at the dock, he saw Matt running on the deck.

"Captain!" Matt looked up and saw his captain standing on the boat. He immediately smiled and said hello to Bei Hai: "Everything is ready, let's check it for the last time and you can set off."

"Yes!" Bei Hai looked at the bottom deck and was organized in an orderly manner, and nodded with satisfaction.

Take out a list from your pocket and start to get right: "Seventeen live baits!".

"I have it!" Matt opened the live bait box and looked at the live bait I just bought inside, counting the number of live baits, and responded loudly to Bei Hai.

Bei Hai scratched his finger on the next line and said, "Is the sea ice in the refrigerator and storage compartment full?"

"It's full!" Matt opened the storage compartment and signaled Bei Hai to take a look.

In this way, the two of them started to prepare for the last preparations before starting the anchor.

Ding ding dong! Ding dong! Ding ding dong! Just right, a few phones in Beihai's pocket ringed.

"Who is calling me this point!" Bei Hai put the notebook in his armpit, then reached out and touched the special machine out of his pocket. It looked like an unknown number, and it was called from China. It looked like Mingzhu's landline phone number.

"Hello!" Bei Hai reached out and pressed the switch button and said directly in Chinese.

An old voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, my name is Fu Huajun! Hello."

Fu Huajun? You are Fu Japanese army. When Bei Hai heard that it was a name he had never heard of: "You called the wrong one, I'm an American number!"

After saying that, Bei Hai was about to hang up the phone directly.

A hurried word came from the other end of the phone: "No, no, no! It's time for you to be the United States, I'll look for you!"

"Look for me? I don't seem to know you." Bei Hai heard the fog in his forehead.

"Aren't your name Bei Hai?" The old voice on the other end of the phone immediately said Bei Hai's name.

"Yes, how did you know my name!" Bei Hai became even more surprised when he heard it.

"The last time you came to our store, we are in the antique business..."

As he heard the person on the other end of the phone explaining, Bei Hai remembered that when he wanted to sell the Red Sakura Gun, he seemed to meet an old man named Fu.

At that time, Bei Hai remembered that the old man's posture was quite a bit fairy-like, and his expression and manner all showed a noble demeanor. Suddenly, his tone became enthusiastic, and Bei Hai really didn't get around this bend.

"You are the Master Fu that I have met in the lobby," said Bei Hai. After that, he muttered in his heart that his surname was a bit confusing. Listen to Master Fu, he is really a little unlucky. It seems that he has never had the life of a top leader in his life. Everything is a secondary person.

When Fu Huajun heard this, he nodded and said, "Yes, the right one is me!"

"Is there anything you have to do? If you talk about the horse lion, then my friend should have told you, I have no intention of taking action." Bei Hai naturally knew what Fu Huajun wanted to do when he called. The so-called night owl came into the house and he would not come without any trouble! The old man called himself because of the horse lion, so there would be no other problem.

After hearing what Bei Hai said, Fu Huajun on the other end of the phone was not in a hurry to persuade him. Instead, he changed the topic: "In two days, I will go to Boston, USA to meet some friends. I want to visit you, do you think it's done?"

"What do I have to visit?" Bei Haibian replied, thinking: Is this a slight attempt to slap? Is it still going to run here from China to buy a horse spear?

"This is the fishing season. I am basically not on the shore, so you don't need it," Bei Hai said immediately.

"It's okay. I haven't seen how to fish abroad. I'll go there the day after tomorrow. When you get ashore, we will get together for a while. Then you are busy, I'll hang up here!" After saying that, Fu Huajun hung up the phone directly.

Hey! Bei Hai listened to the beeping blind voice coming from his ears, and didn't know what to say about this old man.

It seems that this old man is drooling at the horse spear in his hand.

If Bei Hai had jumped three feet high when he heard this, he would have to be rich soon. If he hadn't had hundreds of thousands of dollars in a hurry, Bei Hai would never have taken action!

It is said that it is hundreds of thousands, which is based on Bei Hai's previous vision. Now there are hundreds of thousands of thousands that can still be seen in Bei Hai's eyes. After making money, Bei Hai did not intend to use his "fishing gun" again. Even if he collects it himself and takes it out with the sword, it would be good.

Even if hundreds of thousands are placed in front of people, where can an antique be placed in front of people to show off? The reason why antiques have face is because they are small. This thing is printed paper, so how can it be less?

Forget it! If the old man wants to come, let him come. Anyway, he just doesn't sell it. Can he still be strong? Even if he can build such a big store in the antique street, he will not be able to come here in China.

"Continue?" Matt asked, looking at the captain who put down the phone.

Bei Hai put his phone in his pocket: "Continue, where are we right?" After hearing Matt say something, he started to get right.

All preparations for going out to sea were ready. Matt jumped onto the dock and began to untie the cables. Bei Hai walked to the cockpit door, reached out to take out a piece of paper from his pocket, spread it to the cabin wall, and then fixed the four corners with the four colorful small magnets on the wall.

"Matt, this is all the expenses for going to sea this time. There are total items and sub-items, totaling 3,000 US dollars!" After finishing it, Bei Hai said loudly to Matt on the shore, and then entered the cab and started the engine.

This time, the cost is so much because of purchasing spare fishing rods, fishing lines, lead sinkers and other things. In addition, there is an extra box of sea ice, which means that it costs about one hundred dollars. Anyway, Beihai posted the detailed list to show that there are some minor confusions in the openness.

From the side window, I saw Matt on the rear deck. Bei Hai gently pushed the control rod with his hand, and the corrugated number slid away from the dock berth. Under the illumination of the headlight, he drove along the river toward the port exit.

The buzzing engine sound was very clear in the quiet night.

At this time, the temperature in Gloucester was only about ten degrees, and there was a little wind today. Matt shrank his neck and got into the cabin.

"Captain, where are we going this time?" Matt asked openly, getting himself a cup of coffee, and then putting one in front of Bei Hai.

"Everyone has gone to our place, so we are not polite to their place," Bei Hai said with a smile.

"Cape Cod Bay or George's Shoal?" Matt was amused and asked his captain.

"Let's go and see wherever you are close. If it doesn't work, then go to the next place." Bei Hai directly set the ship to automatically cruise, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Matt said: "Of course it's Cape Cod Bay."

Bang! Bei Hai snapped his fingers: "We're going there!"

It took about three hours to drive to Cape Cod Bay at Corrugation speed, and it was almost dawn when it got there.

"You go and repair it later. When we get there, we will prepare to start construction." Bei Hai said to Matt.

"Well! After drinking this, I will get out of the cabin and sleep for a while. When you call me, you call me." Ma Tetou said. Old Matt heard that he had been holding back his energy when he went out to sea. He made 20,000 US dollars when he went out to sea! Not to mention that Matt just works on the deck of the tuna boat, how many people have earned so much in one or two times? From the moment he got the money, Matt was looking forward to going out to sea! So Old Matt arrived at the dock early and almost didn't sleep much! Fishing is a job of strength, and a job of patience and physical strength.

Fish does not mean that they work eight hours a day, and then they will not bite the hook after you get off work. Fish bite the hook 24 hours a day. Every time they miss the opportunity to bite the hook, for the tunic fisherman, they lose an opportunity to improve their family and their lives. Therefore, they can only take turns sleeping on the boat, and even if they bite the hook, they must jump out again and devote themselves to making money.

As an old fisherman, Matt naturally knew that the next three or two days would be the most energy-consuming and physically exhausting time, and now he had to make up for a little sleep.
Chapter completed!