I am a local in North America

Chapter 37 looks like a shipping container!?

The regulatory authorities have not yet resumed work, so it is not possible to ascertain the specific situation at this time.

Everyone was busy retrieving the crab traps.

As the machine made a "creak!" sound, the rope in the sea was slowly retracted.

Su Jierui first tidied up the sorting table and prepared the fish baskets and rulers.

He tightened the collar of his waterproof suit and looked at the machine that was constantly reeling in the rope. Before the crab trap was even pulled to the surface, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because in Su Jerry's field of vision, there were many king crab icons gathered together, slowly moving, with as many as thirty or forty in one crab trap!
It seems that the first row of crab traps set yesterday were precisely placed into the crab swarm!
Soon, with a splash, the first crab trap was scooped up.

Upon seeing the crab trap teeming with king crabs, Old Man Su raised his hands and shouted:

"Wow! That's awesome!!!"

Uncle Feng clenched his fist tightly, while Bob raised his hand to give Gavin a high five in celebration. It couldn't be said that everything was completely settled, but this was at least a very good start.

Grandma Zhuang beamed, patted her chest, hurriedly zipped up her waterproof suit, handed Su Jierui a pair of thick cotton gloves, and said excitedly:

"Put it inside your waterproof gloves. Getting pinched by a king crab is so painful, it can even tear your fingernails off. Hurry up and sort them!"

"it is good!"

Su Jierui nodded and put on his gloves.

Once the crane lifted the cage to the sorting table, he immediately got to work as the king crabs were poured out.

Large king crabs were pushed directly into the cabin, while smaller ones were measured with a ruler. Those that were the right size were kept, while those that were not were temporarily placed in a fish basket by pinching the hard shells on both sides of their bodies with their thumb and forefinger.

Bob and Gavin were in charge of moving and opening the cages, Su's father and Uncle Feng were in charge of handling the empty cages, and Brother Wang was in charge of operating the crane.

The sorting work was handed over to Su Jierui and his mother. They each had their own responsibilities, and since they were all experienced, they were able to operate very quickly.

After the first cage was sorted, Bob couldn't wait to ask:

"Young boss, did you count them? How many were left in this cage in total?!"

Without even looking up, Su Jierui tossed the large fish, which had mistakenly wandered into the crab trap and was already crushed, into the bucket at his feet, and replied:
"33 crabs! They were all quite big, but we managed to sort out 4 small king crabs!"

"Really? Hahaha! The crab traps have only been in place for less than 24 hours. On another boat I worked on before, they usually took 30 hours to set. I'm completely satisfied with this catch!!!"

The machines were noisy, mixed with the sounds of waves and the movement of crab traps, so you had to shout to communicate.

Bob finished speaking with an excited expression, as if he could already see a thick waving stack of banknotes waving at him, grinning from ear to ear:
"Unfortunately, the best fishing season has passed, and the price of king crab this season is two or three dollars cheaper per pound than before."

"Hurry up and finish fishing and get back! We just went out to sea yesterday, and some people probably haven't found the crab tide yet; they may have just put their crab traps down."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, each contributing their own thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, the second crab trap was also pulled up, and it was also filled with king crabs.

Without time for conversation, Su Jierui lowered his head and busied himself with sorting.

After setting up the crab trap, Su's father reached into his pocket, unwrapped an energy bar, walked over, and stuffed the food into Su Jerry's mouth, saying:
"After you finish catching the first set of crabs, go eat something and drink some water. You've been starving for more than three months and are lacking in nutrition. It's cold, so you need to eat more to avoid fainting from low blood sugar."

As Su Jierui ate his energy bar, thinking about the countless big fish he had caught, and then about roasted and stewed venison, he mumbled:
"It's not as bleak as you might think. You'll see when the show airs. It's just that the psychological pressure is quite high."

The atmosphere on deck was electric, and the efficiency was phenomenal.

One after another, heavy crab traps were hauled in, each one, like the previous two, filled with plump king crabs.

Grandma Zhuang's worries had long been dispelled by the joy of the harvest. Her hands moved faster and faster, sorting, measuring, and delivering in one go. She could already feel the dampness of sweat inside her cotton gloves.

Just as they were engrossed in their work, a wave crashed in, causing the boat to lurch violently. A wave nearly splashed Bob and Gavin, and Sue's father quickly reminded everyone to be careful.

Xiao Wang, who hadn't said much and was focused on operating the crane, looked up at the sky and shouted:
"The wind is picking up again, and the waves seem to be getting bigger. We need to speed up!"

"Yes, hurry up! They've already announced the end of the season, and we must get the king crabs to the dock before the crab season completely closes!"

Little Gavin shouted, then accidentally stumbled.

Uncle Feng quickly grabbed a shovel and cleared away the slippery thin ice on the nearby deck again. He also dumped all the small king crabs that Su Jierui and his mother had sorted out back into the sea.

As the boat rocked again, they realized that some waves had indeed risen, and everyone quickly calmed down.

Bob stopped joking and, together with Gavin, practically ran to catch the next crab trap that was being hoisted up.

Uncle Feng also handled the empty cages more efficiently, neatly stacking them to make room for the subsequent recycling.

Su Jierui pursed his lips, feeling a different kind of pressure than when surviving on a deserted island. He couldn't shoot video footage for the time being, so he took a deep breath of the cold, salty air and focused on sorting.

As more and more crab traps were collected, the sounds of king crabs crawling in the cabin became more and more frequent. These rustling sounds were even more exciting to everyone than the clinking of gold coins.

Time passed by minute by minute.

As Su Jierui mechanically repeated the sorting motions, he quickly updated the count in his mind. Once the first set of 15 crab traps was collected, he shouted to his father:

"A total of 486!" Old Man Su was extremely satisfied with this number, grinning and showing his bright white teeth as he walked towards the driver's seat, asking:
On average, how many birds are in one cage?

Uncle Feng and Bob all subconsciously looked at Su Jerry and quickly received the reply of "about 32 or 33 king crabs".

This number really lifted everyone's spirits!
If the remaining 20 cages can maintain this number, then we can return to port tonight, which will be more than enough to meet our quota fishing target.

It took about 50 minutes to retrieve a set of 15 crab traps, which was quite efficient. As soon as the first set of crab traps was retrieved, Mr. Su hurriedly ran to set off on the boat to other trapping sites.

Su Jierui took a break from his busy schedule to take some photos and drink some warm water to replenish his energy.

The energy bars I ate earlier seemed to swell up after coming into contact with water, and I quickly felt full.

Grandma Zhuang didn't even have time to rest. She went to the small kitchen to get Su Jierui a sandwich, which must have been made that morning. It contained a fried egg and Orleans-style chicken leg meat.

Taking off his wet, waterproof gloves, temporarily ignoring the dirt on his hands, Su Jierui took a big bite of the sandwich and said to his mother:
"King crabs are very large this season, and their shells are very hard. I think on average, one crab weighs about 7.5 pounds. I just calculated that with our quota of more than 17 tons, we need to catch about 5000 crabs."

"I'll calculate the exact number later. Mom, could you film some videos of me sorting the king crabs as they come ashore? I'll need them for post-production editing."

"I checked the view count and viewing time last night. This is my first video since my comeback, so it should earn me more than before."

Grandma Zhuang was very happy after hearing this and said to him:
“You go ahead and do your thing. The longer you watch the videos, the more you earn, right? So film more. I’ve had enough rest recently, my body is practically rusty, I can sort them all by myself.”

Su Jierui, of course, disagreed, shaking his head and saying:

"It's okay. I'll just film a few shots of crab traps being unloaded from the shore, then I'll put the camera aside and film them whenever I have a spare moment. I'll edit them slowly when I have more free time."

Working with her head down all the time was too boring, so Grandma Zhuang, always keeping her mouth shut, started making conversation and suddenly asked:

"I forgot who mentioned it, but some girls nowadays earn tens of thousands of dollars a month by livestreaming online, just by wiggling their waists and dancing. Can't you do livestreaming too?"

Su Jierui's eye twitched:

"Who would watch me dance and twitch my waist? Besides, I have too few fans and lack content worth streaming. I'll think about it later."

Aunt Zhuang was amused by this remark, pulled down her mask to drink some water, and changed the subject:

“I’m getting old and aging quickly, and I’m often exposed to the wind and sun at sea. You’re only 23, how come you look so much older?”

"Mom, I was living alone in the wilderness, not going on a trip. Just thinking about canned herring makes my eyes light up with envy, who cares about getting a tan?"

After looking his mother over, Su Jierui added:

"Your skin tone is the tan that white girls are obsessed with, isn't it? It's already great compared to your peers. People would believe you're in your thirties."

Hearing this, Grandma Zhuang was in a great mood, but she still didn't forget about his bonus and asked again:

"Son, will your bonus be paid to you after the New Year? I asked around last night and found out that housing prices in Seattle are really expensive these days. Your great-grandfather bought a house in the northwest corner of Bellevue with large front and back gardens, a private dock, and a lake view, and it only cost him a little over $15."

The northwest corner of Bellevue, Lake Washington, near Seattle, is now a quintessential affluent area, home to many Microsoft executives and Seattle's wealthiest residents.

However, the lake-view house where Su Jerry's grandparents live is hardly a "mansion." Built in the 70s, its walls are mainly made of wood and plasterboard.

Over the years, the building has aged. It was infested with termites in the past, so a professional team was hired to exterminate the termites and the interior was slightly renovated. Now, only the land is valuable.

Seeing that his mother was still worried and wanted to interfere with how his bonus was used, Su Jierui casually gave a few words of reply, and after a while he continued to busy himself with sorting king crabs.

After the three sets of crab traps were retrieved, the total number of king crabs caught exceeded 1500!
During his break, Su Jierui called the fisheries management department to report that they were collecting crab traps and that it was a bumper harvest; they could complete the remaining 17 tons of quota that day.

The middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone spoke gruffly and said she would register him. After learning that the exit period would continue until 5 p.m. the next day, Su Jierui finally felt relieved.

Over the phone, he also heard that after his family reported their catch, the total catch for the entire sea area this year was only 20 to 30 tons, which would probably be used up before the afternoon, and then the news of closing this year's fishing season would be announced.

This gave Su Jierui a lingering sense of dread. If they hadn't found the crab tide yesterday, their crab fishing boats would have suffered huge losses this year.

He was on the phone getting information when he caught a glimpse of an object on the sea.

Su Jierui turned his head and was stunned.

In the distance, on the sea, there was a yellow object with distinct edges, resembling a shipping container!

On top of that yellow object, there seemed to be several people standing, and you could vaguely see them waving.

Lost in thought, Su Jierui didn't react for a moment. After observing for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted:

"The crew of the Golden Crab!!!"

The woman on the other end of the phone was also stunned, and then she shouted:

"What? You encountered those missing crew members? Are they still alive!?"

Su Jierui was very uncertain and hurriedly explained:
"There looks like a shipping container in the distance, and a few people are standing on it!"

"I don't know, I can't be sure if they are the missing crab fishermen!"

"Wait a moment! I'll go get the binoculars right away!!!"

　Another 7000 words today, which is incredibly fast for a new book, almost fast enough to potentially delay the upcoming recommendation schedule. Please continue reading, thank you! And please vote with monthly tickets! Please add this to your favorites! |(￣3￣)|
　　
　
(End of this chapter)