After having dinner and cleaning up the dishes, Jiang Luoluo took out her laptop to watch a series she had previously downloaded.
It wasn't because there was no signal out at sea but simply because she didn't want to wait for buffering when fast-forwarding.
Watching a historical drama that talked neither of battles nor schemes, only of the female lead's various dramatic romances, Chu Mingcheng felt his scalp tingle and hurried out to fish.
Fishing was more comfortable anyway. At least the fish were straightforward—you either brought them on board, or you went overboard.
The timing for setting out to sea wasn't very good today; ideally, they should have left early in the morning and arrived here by eight or nine o'clock to see a decent catch.
Fishing in the afternoon was really not the best time, even if the temperature was suitable since it wasn't the fish's feeding time.