As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up-Chapter 123 - 118 I’m Tired of Catching Such Big Ones_2

Chapter 123: Chapter 118 I’m Tired of Catching Such Big Ones_2

But having caught so many fish that morning, and the True Sea Bream being the king among sea breams,

he, craving for good food, chose an eight-tael True Sea Bream to cook with noodles.

However, it wasn’t like the fishermen’s stew; after all, his father was a chef, and he treated ingredients with a bit more rigor.

He filleted the fish and then pan-fried it with the fish head, belly, and bones.

Once it was aromatic, he set the fish meat aside, cut it into pieces for red-cooking, and used the rest to make a broth with boiling water.

Boiling water helped the soup turn milky white faster, providing the base for the noodles.

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That was the source of the fresh aroma Wei Jiaguo smelled as soon as he walked in the door.

Once the noodles were cooked and the soup base was added, Grandpa poured the fish gravy over them, and, with Chu Mingcheng’s culinary skills, he certainly didn’t disappoint with such fine ingredients.

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As people age, their appetite often declines, but Wei Jiaguo had a rare hearty appetite that day, finishing a large bowl of noodles and even drinking all the soup cleanly.

Satisfied, he patted his belly, stepped outside to exhale refreshingly, feeling a sense of transcendence, then returned inside to meticulously clean his bowl and chopsticks before settling back on the sofa to rest.

Suppressing a smile, Chu Mingcheng observed that the old man’s actions at the door were not subtle, but being a person of manners, such behavior wasn’t off-putting but rather endearing.

In reality, though, most men are not so particular and often overlook these small details.

Yet, with a wife who was particular about cleanliness and, in the event that she was suddenly gone, with deep affections between them, a man would certainly change.

Wei Jiaguo, who had lived through harsher times, how could he be so meticulous.

Back then, he was often nagged by his wife at home.

But when the person he was closest to was gone, his life began to change.

Over a few years, the house went from being initially messy and disorganized to its current state of cleanliness and order, and he had grown accustomed to maintaining such a living standard.

After resting for a while, the twocontinued fishing.

The fish were less active in the afternoon, not biting as well as they did in the morning.

By around three-thirty in the afternoon, after half a day without any catch, Wei Jiaguo packed up his fishing rod.

He had no intention of fishing into the night, lacking the energy and stamina for it.

“Ah Cheng, it’s about time. I have plans to meet friends tonight for some ‘flat beans,’ and I can’t be late!”

“Flat beans?” Chu Mingcheng was puzzled. What did that mean?

Knowing from his accent that he wasn’t local, Wei Jiaguo explained, “It’s what… oh, it’s something like the teppanyaki you young people go for.”

Chu Mingcheng suddenly understood. It was a dinner outing. He had thought it was some form of animosity towards flat beans, as if Wei Jiaguo wanted to smack them around.

“Alright, let’s head back then. We can’t keep Grandpa from his flat beans.”

Wei Jiaguo chuckled, then opened his fishing box and took out three true sea breams, weighing over a jin, placing them aside.

Then he moved the fishing box next to the live fish well on the boat and, under Chu Mingcheng’s curious gaze, dumped the rest of the fish into it.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, Grandpa, what are you doing?”

Before Chu Mingcheng could stop him, all the fish had been poured in.

“That’s for the boat fee. I’ll take those three fish back for my flat beans.”

“What boat fee! It was you, Grandpa, who gave me the fishing spot, and you also took me to fish for crucian carp before. I can’t charge you when I’m taking you out to sea to fish!”

“Then give me that big true sea bream of yours!” Wei Jiaguo stared straight at Chu Mingcheng.

“Fine, for your flat beans, you take that three-jin sea red spot too!”

Today, they had only caught seven sea red spots, each weighing a little over a jin, with this three-jin one being the largest.

Seeing how agreeable Chu Mingcheng was, Wei Jiaguo nodded, “Alright!”

The large True Sea Bream was still very lively; its market price could sell for about one hundred and fifty yuan per jin. If it dies and is put on ice, that price would be cut in half, to around eighty-one yuan per jin.

Thus, the value of this fish was roughly two thousand three hundred yuan, and the Red Spot Fish, which was also alive, could sell for one thousand five hundred yuan for three jin, adding up to about three thousand eight hundred yuan.

Today, Wei Jiaguo caught over thirty jin of True Sea Bream, plus three one-jin Sea Red Spots and five two to three jin Striped Rockfish, totaling a value that was more rather than less. All in all, Chu Mingcheng made some profit.

But upon returning to shore, shortly after Wei Jiaguo left with the fish, Chu Mingcheng received his transfer of two thousand five hundred yuan.

It even came with a threatening message: “If you don’t accept it, don’t come looking for me again, consider the Sea Red Spot a gift from you!”

Chu Mingcheng couldn’t help but laugh and cry at this tsundere (adorable) old man!

Afterward, he had no choice but to obediently accept the money; worst comes to worst, he could always bring Grandpa some flattened dried beans in the future.

Chu Mingcheng then began to sort out his own catch.

The ice he bought today turned out to be a waste since all the fish were still alive, and their vitality was quite impressive.

Therefore, he dumped all the ice out, as the small amount wouldn’t last until tomorrow.

Next, he packed all of his catch into a fish box, placed another fish box in the cockpit, and locked the door.

After that, Chu Mingcheng drove to the Seafood Restaurant to sell the fish.

If the Seafood Restaurant was able to take all of it, with the same prices, then he would have no need to sell them individually at the entrance of the scenic area.

As for whether the Seafood Restaurant would take everything?

The female manager just took a glance before immediately making a decision, “I’ll take it all.”

A fifteen-jin True Sea Bream and a three-jin Sea Red Spot had been taken by Wei Jiaguo, leaving a total of fifty-seven jin and two taels of the remaining True Sea Bream.

But since the fish were much smaller, the price wasn’t as high; apart from the two True Sea Bream weighing more than five jin being priced at one hundred and fifty yuan, the rest were priced at one hundred and thirty.

The Sea Red Spots were all over one jin, priced at three hundred yuan.

The Striped Rockfish were quite numerous as well; eleven of them, weighing twenty-seven jin and eight taels, were priced at one hundred and sixty yuan.

However, he had never tasted the delicacy of True Sea Bream or Sea Red Spot himself, so he specifically picked out one jin of each to take back to eat.

As a result, the final sale of the two large True Sea Breams—one at six jin one, and the other at eight jin three—totaled fourteen jin four taels, sold for two thousand one hundred and sixty yuan.

The smaller True Sea Breams, weighing a total of forty-one jin eight taels, sold for five thousand four hundred and thirty-four yuan.

The Sea Red Spot at five pieces, weighing six jin two, sold for one thousand eight hundred and sixty yuan.

The Striped Rockfish sold for four thousand four hundred and forty-eight yuan.

Thus, the total sale was thirteen thousand nine hundred and two yuan, but he was in a good mood and generously rounded down the amount for the manager… by two yuan!

Manager: Thank you very much!

Together with Wei Jiaguo’s two thousand five, Chu Mingcheng made a total of sixteen thousand four hundred yuan today, but his actual expenses also reached over eight thousand yuan.

The cost for the fish boxes and fuel was just over eight thousand yuan, and then there were ice cubes, bait, and lunch ingredients, among other things.

Fortunately, the fuel wasn’t used up all at once and could last for another fishing trip or two.

Chu Mingcheng calculated his fuel consumption for today; the boat ran for about three and a half hours in total, with fuel consumption estimated at around two hundred eighty liters, which amounted to two thousand two hundred and forty yuan.

This was him going straight to the fishing spot, and then coming directly back, without wandering aimlessly at sea.

If he strayed even slightly, the fuel cost would climb to three thousand yuan or more.

If he came back from a trip empty-handed, his heart definitely couldn’t handle it.