Chapter 81： Anglers are numb

Chapter 81 The fishing friend is numb

Carried the thermos bucket to the cockpit to cook food, He Zheng also put away the fishing rod and came over after seeing it: "You have a good life, and you have prepared a supper?"

"That must be done. Fishing is a physical activity." Chu Mingcheng opened the thermos, and a gust of heat came up immediately.

"Hey, is this fish soup?" He Zheng was a little surprised when he saw it. He thought it was chicken soup and ribs soup or something.

"Yes, I caught a seven-striped grouper the day before yesterday, and took it home for my dad to make fish soup."

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He Zheng was silent for a while, and then patted him on the shoulder with admiration: "In addition to experience and skills, the most important thing in fishing is luck."

"A seven-banded grouper the day before yesterday, and a sea red spot today. We are fishing in the coastal waters. How can ordinary people have such luck."

Chu Mingcheng smiled and didn't speak, luck is not sure.

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion on the front deck of the ship.

"Fuck, three catties of wild large yellow croaker"

"What's the matter today, first it was ten catties of sea erythema, and now it is three catties of yellow croaker!"

He Zheng wanted to ask Chu Mingcheng for some fish soup to taste. After all, he had never eaten such high-end and precious fish as seven-banded grouper.

In the end, I suddenly heard that someone had caught a three-pound large yellow croaker. There was no time to be greedy, so I hurriedly left the cockpit and ran over.

Chu Mingcheng did not leave, but looked at the situation ahead through the front window.

Three catties of large yellow croaker was held in the hand, the whole fish looked very slender, golden and eye-catching.

The fishing friends who caught this fish couldn’t help but smile. The price of large yellow croakers fluctuates greatly. Many fishermen and anglers may not meet one large yellow croaker that weighs three catties a year.

It is not as rare as his ten-pound sea erythema, but it is not much worse.

The price is estimated to be between 6,000 and 10,000, and how much can be sold also depends on the season. If it was years ago, it must have exceeded 10,000.

After a while, Chu Mingcheng had almost finished his supper. Seeing that He Zheng brought the fishing friend to the cockpit, he probably wanted to negotiate the price.

So he packed his things and left one step ahead of time.

Seeing him coming out, He Zheng smiled and nodded, and then let the fishing friend enter the cockpit.

Chu Mingcheng put the thermos bucket back into the fishing box, picked up the fishing rod and continued working in the second half of the night.

Originally, his plan was to turn his deposit into 80,000 yuan before going to Qiongzhou.

Now that Tiaohaihongban has 20,000 yuan, his savings have gone directly from 72,000 to 92,000, and there is only 8,000 left to reach 100,000.

The large yellow croaker has caught about 20 catties so far. The harvest is already considered good, and the value should be four to five thousand.

Work harder, continue to catch 20 catties, and turn your deposit into 100,000 before departure.

"嗖~"

The fish was caught, Chu Mingcheng hurriedly raised his pole to stab the fish, but the feel seemed a bit heavy, similar to the cod fish he caught before.

He was a little disappointed, the price of cod fish that only weighed two or three catties is not expensive!

But since he was caught, he will definitely catch it.

It's just that the thread is closed, and he feels something is wrong. Under the light, the color of the fish that is about to be pulled to the surface of the water is a little yellow!

Chu Mingcheng's heart moved, could it be

Sure enough, a slender large yellow croaker was pulled up, measuring about 70 centimeters by visual inspection alone.

The fishing friends on both sides of him opened their mouths wide and looked at him with strange eyes.

Another large yellow croaker weighing at least three catties. Today the boat has sailed to a real treasure of geomantic omen.

This time, everyone didn't come together to watch the excitement. Two large yellow croakers weighing more than three catties in a row made everyone numb.

At the same time, a wave of energy rose from the bottom of my heart, looking forward to getting such a big yellow croaker myself.

And saw Chu Mingcheng check the length of the fins and remove the hook.

The chubby fishing friend beside him couldn't bear it anymore, put the fishing rod in the fishing hole, rubbed his hands and licked his face, and came over: "Brother, you are so lucky, can I shake hands with you to get some luck? "

Chu Mingcheng laughed dumbfounded, and did not refuse: "OK."

The fat fisherman shook hands with him, as if he had really had good luck, and happily returned to his fishing position, expecting the big fish to come.

Chu Mingcheng weighed the large yellow croaker with a fish control device, and the result was 2076 grams. Unexpectedly, this large yellow croaker weighed over four catties!

As we all know, every catty of large yellow croaker weighs more than one catty, the price will rise sharply, and the price of this four catty and the three catty just now are completely different.

When Chu Mingcheng walked into the cockpit carrying the big yellow croaker, the fishing friend who had just caught a three-pound big yellow croaker found that the joy in his heart disappeared suddenly.

His big yellow croaker, which was three pounds and three taels, was bought for two thousand and five pounds, and he made a profit of more than eight thousand.

And this one is bigger, tens of thousands is absolute.

Two fish earned 30,000 yuan in one night, why go to the factory to make screws!

He Zheng looked at Chu Mingcheng now with complicated eyes: "If you went to sea alone with others in the last century, you might be fed fish."

Chu Mingcheng shrugged: "In the last century, these two fish were not that valuable. Even the sea red spot is probably only two years' income of ordinary workers!"

"Two years' salary is enough to feed you to the fish!" He Zheng cursed with a smile, and then weighed the fish.

When he saw that there were four catties, and he was sure that it was wild, his face also obviously showed joy.

"What is your psychological value?"

"The market price of three catties should be three thousand per catty. The fisherman's yellow croaker may have sold for ten thousand in the market just now, so my four thousand per catty is not too much, right?"

He Zheng smiled wryly: "Ah Cheng, the price can't be calculated like this, all fishmongers like you have to change their careers."

Chu Mingcheng didn’t take it seriously, Hai Hongban had already given face before, but this time the big yellow croaker couldn’t meet his desired price, so he definitely wouldn’t sell it.

These good things are easy to sell, and his 20-jin yellow croaker will be sold to him at a low price later, and he has already made a lot of money.

"So now many fishermen will not let the fishmongers lower the price, and would rather sell it by themselves, right? Just like Brother He, you are also slowly accumulating your own customers, and then receive goods from fishing friends while fishing by yourself."

"Isn't there a five-jin big yellow croaker that sold for 25,000 before? It's five thousand for one catty. My four thousand for one catty is already very reasonable."

This kind of rare goods, others are not willing to sell, and He Zheng can't sell it by force. Could it be that people are really feeding people to fish!

This amount of money is not enough, and it is not the tens of thousands of dollars in the 1960s and 1970s.

So he thought about it, and felt that it would be a good idea to collect fish in the way Chu Mingcheng did before, so he said, "Well, at the price of 15,000, I can sell as much as I can, how about it?"

Fifteen thousand is considered reasonable, and it is not years ago. Chu Mingcheng had nothing to do with it, so he nodded and agreed.

As for how much He Zheng can earn, that is his own ability.

Walking out of the cockpit, Chu Mingcheng was taken aback when he saw that his original seat was taken by that fat fishing friend.

But the next moment, the fat fisherman seemed to have spotted him, and quickly waved to him: "Brother, I've saved the spot for you, come quickly."

"What's the situation?" Chu Mingcheng didn't know why.

"Someone is jealous and wants to occupy your fishing spot. I will help you occupy it. I will return it to you when you come out." The fat fishing friend sneered, looked at a man not far away, and explained.

Chu Mingcheng understood, and then smiled at him: "Thank you, you can go fishing here! I'm a little sleepy, and I'm going to the cockpit to take a rest."

(end of this chapter)