As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 235: Chapter 203 An Xiuwen Regrets Not Showing Off Her Daughter-in-law

Chapter 235 -203 An Xiuwen Regrets Not Showing Off Her Daughter-in-law

Chu Mingcheng’s reaction immediately made Jiang Luoluo laugh, but today’s event was finally over.

After all, crying was ultimately embarrassing, and she didn’t want this to be a constant joke in the future.

“You go wash up, my clothes are also wet, I need to change.”

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“Okay!”

Seeing that she was indeed alright, Chu Mingcheng let go of his worries and hurriedly took his clothes to the bathroom for a shower, almost freezing to death in the dead of winter.

After about ten minutes, he came out and found that Jiang Luoluo had already changed into sportswear, standing on the deck.

There were three swordfish lying on the deck at that time, which looked like three generations of a family by their sizes.

One weighed over sixty pounds, another over two hundred pounds, and the last one, the super swordfish he had struggled with all morning and finally killed with a spear gun.

That swordfish’s head rested on the back deck, while its tail was suspended in the air by the crane because there was simply no room on the deck for it.

“How big is this swordfish?” Chu Mingcheng asked curiously.

“It’s four meters and twenty-one centimeters long, weighing eight hundred and thirty-three pounds,” replied Jiang Luoluo.

However, her face showed nothing but amazement as she reported the numbers.

She had seen nearly four-meter-long flagfish before, but their bodies were slimmer, so even with that length, they wouldn’t weigh as much.

Swordfish on the other hand, had a cylindrical shape.

This particular swordfish required both Zhang Wei and Chen Yang to hold it together, giving it a completely different visual impact.

“Haha, it actually weighed over eight hundred pounds, I wonder how much this fish can sell for!” Chu Mingcheng was overjoyed.

The normal market price for swordfish was very modest, the one weighing several tens of pounds might be priced at about fifty, and now as the new year approached and with it being caught by rod and line, it might fetch a bit more.

But as they grew bigger, the price didn’t increase much, and depending on how fresh the fish was, it might even be cheaper.

The exact selling price would still depend on how much the buyers were willing to pay.

Eight hundred and thirty-three pounds, at a normal price of fifty per pound, would bring in over forty thousand.

At this time of the year, it should sell well, especially since it’s fit for sashimi being rod-and-line caught.

Soon after, Chu Mingcheng drove the fishing boat back. Once he had a signal, he immediately sent photos of the fish to a group chat.

“Caught a big one this morning, a swordfish, four meters and twenty-one centimeters long, eight hundred and thirty-three pounds. Fresh enough for sashimi, bids from buyers welcome.”

As expected, the group chat exploded with reactions.

Although most were astonished by the fish, only a few actually made an offer.

The highest bid had just reached forty thousand, barely meeting his expectations.

As such, Chu Mingcheng thought of Wei Jiaguo. If he was also willing to pay forty thousand, he might as well sell to him.

He believed that such a rare catch would definitely interest him.

True to form, as soon as the photo was sent to him, Wei Jiaguo immediately replied: “Arrange the shipment right away.”

As for the price, he didn’t even ask, he just sent fifty thousand over.

This price was neither high nor low, quite fitting indeed.

But with Wei Jiaguo’s net worth, tens of thousands were really nothing to him.

The key point was that he had been worrying about not having impressive goods for an important year-end gathering with old friends.

He had considered the yellow croaker, but unfortunately, no remarkable catch had come his way.

Now, Chu Mingcheng had really provided timely help; swordfish tasted good, and with a top-class chef, there was no worry it wouldn’t be delicious.

Mainly, just having such a large swordfish on display was enough to amaze people.

So when he heard about a fish that could set a national record, without any hesitation, he bought it.

“Did Grandpa take it?” Jiang Luoluo asked Chu Mingcheng, noticing the transfer on his phone.

“Yes, I thought Grandpa would definitely have an important gathering at year’s end, so I asked him. I didn’t expect him to be so eager.”

“Haha, looks like Grandpa is going to have another fish head specimen at home,” Jiang Luoluo laughed, covering her mouth.

Normally, to better preserve a fish, the long snouts of flagfish and swordfish need to be cut off.

But Chu Mingcheng’s three fish were all kept intact; after they were eaten, they could be made into specimens, which was a pleasant surprise for the buyers.

By the afternoon, as the sun was about to set, the boat finally reached the Wen City dock.

Chu Mingcheng immediately sold the swordfish, the over four-meter-long giant instantly caused most people at the dock to gather around.

For those who considered a twenty-pound fish to be big, when had they seen an eight hundred pound one?

When it was lifted by the crane, it was taller than two people.

Many customers from Chu Mingcheng’s group chat had rushed over just to see the big fish with their own eyes.

This caused the sale of the two smaller swordfish, as well as the previously caught yellow croaker.

The two swordfish were sold at a unit price of fifty, netting fourteen thousand in total.

The yellow croaker earned him fifty-three thousand, so this pleasure trip had earned Chu Mingcheng a tidy sum of over one hundred thousand.

After selling the fish, the group went straight to the city for dinner and then rested overnight on Yanmen Island.

The next day, Chu Mingcheng sailed out again, escorting them back to Hang City.

Chen Yang and Zhang Wei also followed because they were about to embark on a ten-day “Golden Sea Voyage” with their brothers.

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The New Year is thirteen days away, and Chu Mingcheng and Jiang Luoluo’s parents have agreed to meet in Hang City on the twenty-eighth of the lunar month. Therefore, he only has about ten days left to fish.

He plans to strive to earn one million in the next ten days, so he must work hard.

As days went by, the fishing boat drifted at sea, returning only when there was no more room for fish.

But no matter how much yellow croaker Chu Mingcheng brought back to the dock each time, the market demand always exceeded supply.

However, he was well aware that this phenomenon would only last a few years. In a few more years, due to the High-quality Atlas, the population of yellow croaker would surely increase. And with the constant restocking, the price of yellow croaker would definitely start to fall.

Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, the lunar twenty-seventh had arrived.

At this point, only Zhang Wei and Zhao Jun were still fishing with him; Chen Yang had already given up and gone back home.

But whether he couldn’t bear drifting on the sea or he couldn’t stand the lack of signal to chat with a beauty from Treasure Island, only he knew!

Looking at the six boxes of yellow croaker on the boat, Chu Mingcheng decided that this year’s “Golden Sea Journey” officially came to an end.

“Ah Wei, Brother Zhao Jun, pack up well, we’re heading back!”

“Is it ending?” Zhao Jun glanced at the sky, feeling somewhat regretful.

In ten days, excluding the final catch, he earned two hundred and seventy thousand.

With the last trip included, his earnings would comfortably reach three hundred thousand.

Zhao Jun had calculated that his annual income, including the tens of thousands of subsidies from the government and after deducting costs, was only about one hundred and fifty thousand, and it was even uncertain whether it would exceed one hundred and fifty thousand.

It might look like a high income on good fishing days, but the maintenance of the nets and boat was a significant expense.

How easy it was to earn money with Chu Mingcheng this year. Fishing for yellow croaker required him to take care of nothing, and even the bait was included, making him feel a bit embarrassed, so he deliberately bought groceries several times.

Three hundred thousand eased his financial pressure tremendously.

With a young child at home and no need to consider cars and houses just yet, after repaying the debts, his family could clearly have a good New Year, for which he was very grateful to Chu Mingcheng.

Without him, Zhao Jun wouldn’t have had the chance to fish for yellow croaker.

And Chu Mingcheng’s purchase price was not low, seventy percent of the market price, no matter how much it rose, he always bought at that rate.

If Zhao Jun himself had to sell a large quantity of yellow croaker, ordinary fish dealers might not offer him such a price.

As for Zhang Wei, his income was not much less than Zhao Jun’s.

Mainly, he felt too embarrassed to take the money at ninety percent of the price.

What was the cost of fuel?

Later he simply sold to Chu Mingcheng at seventy percent of the price; he was too embarrassed to take money at ninety percent, mainly because he made too much from fishing for yellow croaker, which was far more than his salary on land!

As a result, Chu Mingcheng earned over two hundred and fifty thousand just from these two alone, not counting today’s last trip.

Since he had the High-quality Atlas’ fish-gathering function, he always caught more yellow croaker than the other two.

In ten days, he earned seven hundred and eighty thousand just from fishing.

With the income from the two men added, he just crossed the million mark, meeting his initial goal.

Another piece of good news was that his client base had grown to over a hundred people, all accumulated from selling yellow croaker at the end of the year.

Mostly from Wen City, these customers were doing business all over the country and were widely dispersed.

Among them were over twenty from inland who loved seafood but couldn’t buy fresh fish even at high prices, which frustrated them.

Now that they knew Chu Mingcheng, they could buy fresh fish as long as they were willing to pay, a fact that made them quite happy.

Back in Wen City, once he had sold the last batch of yellow croaker, Chu Mingcheng checked his savings and found it had reached two million and eighty-three thousand.

It felt a bit surprising but also normal to him.

Before he decided to fish for these ten days, he had already sold yellow croaker a few times, and with the subsequent ten days’ income, it was not strange for the savings to exceed his boat purchase budget.

Returning to Yanmen Island, after bidding farewell to Zhao Jun and Zhang Wei, Chu Mingcheng took his dirty laundry home.

But as soon as he arrived, he noticed the house next door seemed quite lively.

There was a big group of people by the roadside in front of the door, and it seemed a young couple was the focus.

He didn’t pay much attention, drove past, and went to the back door of his own house.

However, upon entering the house, he noticed that An Xiuwen’s expression was a bit off, and she was murmuring something to a helpless-looking Chu Yongxin.

Seeing this, Chu Mingcheng couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, Mom, I’m back. But Mom, what’s wrong? You seem furious.”

An Xiuwen’s eyes lit up upon seeing Chu Mingcheng return, “Son, you’ve come back just in time. Luoluo is supposed to come over to visit the day after tomorrow, remember to use the front door then. Also, visit each of our neighbors to pay your respects!”

Listening to her and thinking of the young couple surrounded by people at the junction, Chu Mingcheng immediately understood.

“What, did Aunt Zhao next door show off in front of you?”

“Indeed, she bragged that the girl has a high income and is pretty, and wouldn’t marry anyone but her son. Sure, she’s alright-looking, but can she compare to our Luoluo?”

Chu Mingcheng and Chu Yongxin exchanged a wry smile—what was there to compete over?

“Didn’t Luoluo visit us a while ago? Why didn’t you take her out for a good tour?” Chu Mingcheng could not help asking.

An Xiuwen showed some regrets, “I thought Luoluo came in a hurry last time, worried she wouldn’t rest well, so I didn’t think about showing her around.”

“Who knew that Zhao Chunyan would be so underhanded—just because a girl visited once, she couldn’t wait to let the entire village know. She even made a special trip to boast to me, asking if I wanted to introduce a girl for you.”

“I already said you have a girlfriend, but she still made snide remarks. It was like they were shaming Luoluo, making her seem less presentable. How could I not be mad?”

An Xiuwen’s words were more implied than explicit, but Chu Mingcheng knew Aunt Zhao next door well enough to understand that her insinuating remarks were unpleasant.

This was also the reason why he generally only used the back door when at his hometown—he just didn’t want to deal with those neighbors.