Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 560 A Pleasant Harvest

The price difference between wild and farmed seafood is huge, more than double.

These small groupers, as long as they are adults, can sell for over 100 yuan per kilogram, and the larger they are, the more valuable they are.

For example, the grouper that Qin Dahe caught could fetch over 200 yuan if it weighed more than five jin, and could be easily sold for 350 to 400 yuan to restaurants or farmers' markets.

The two became more and more enthusiastic about fishing. The fish were biting so well here that they even took the time to put their valuable fish into the fishing box and put them together with the ice-cold mineral water bottles.

"Damn, aren't you tired?" He stopped to smoke again. His fingers couldn't take it anymore. He had been cranking the wheel for four hours, and he had blisters all over them.

"Tired, but I made a fortune today." Awei chuckled, took a bottle of Black Pine, lit it, and took a deep, satisfying drag.

After exhaling his cigarette, he sat ungracefully on the central partition, with the black sea bream standing under his feet.

The cabin contained black sea bream, yellowfin sea bream, and sea bass; the two men caught a truly mixed bag of fish.

However, today's main force was changed from Shi Jiugong to Tiger Spotted, and it felt great to stir up trouble.

"Want to fish some more?" Qin Dahe asked with a smile, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

Their lure rods can easily cast forty or fifty meters, and there are so many fish in that range that it's as if the fishing moratorium was made just for them.

"Let's fish for another hour and then go back for dinner," Awei said fiercely.

I went back not because I was tired, but because I was starving.

I ate breakfast at around 5 a.m., and it's already past 9 a.m. This kind of frantic fishing is very physically demanding.

"Okay, let's keep going." Throwing away his cigarette butt, Qin Dahe shook his aching hands and hung up six more small sword shrimp.

A pound of small sword shrimp is quite a lot, but it's been sitting for a while and it's already gone bad, and the octopus is all gone too.

The six little octopuses are awesome; I got them two groupers too, so the value for money is off the charts.

At this point, the fishing slows down, so after casting the line, you need to wait a while before lifting it up, creating a teasing fishing process.

Fish in the sea are aggressive and prefer live bait; dead shrimp are not easy to catch.

Suddenly, the rod tip began to tremble, and Qin Dahe quickly started turning the reel.

"What kind of fish mouth is this?" he asked in surprise.

The fishing rod in my hand was jumping around, like I had caught a river shrimp, and I even reeled in the line faster.

Awei glanced at it and said, "It should be squid. Be careful not to get sprayed with ink."

This is the motion used when fishing for squid; the squid bounces back and forth repeatedly.

Sure enough, before the line was even fully reeled in, it was already dark underwater.

"Don't pull it up yet, let it spray more ink, otherwise we won't be able to go home empty-handed today," Awei quickly explained the situation of the squid fishing.

The worst thing about squid fishing is getting sprayed with ink. Ink is bad enough, but there are also squid that spray semen, which can literally knock the angler's mouth out. That's real torture.

Qin Dahe looked at the squid jumping around in the water with a pained expression. It wasn't small; it weighed at least a pound and a half.

Is this valuable?

"Fresh Lige is bought for 65 yuan per jin, and frozen is 15 yuan."

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No wonder those scoundrels in Shuangtong Lane sell their food for over ten yuan a serving; the price difference is huge, and the dead ones are so much cheaper.

Awei said with a smile, "It's the same for all seafood. For example, ten pounds of tuna, if it's not fresh, it's two yuan and fifty cents a pound, and if it's fresh, it's fifteen."

"For seafood of the same size, the fresher it is, the higher its value."

It seems like there's some kind of protease or something in its body. After dying for a few hours, it starts to change and becomes foul-smelling. Only freezing it immediately can slow down the process.

This is also why the two of them will be going back soon. They brought four bottles of frozen mineral water with them when they left, which had already thawed in the fishing box. If they go back late, the price of the fish will drop by at least one-third.

After the squid was brought ashore, Qin Dahe washed it in the water for a while, then quickly threw it into his fishing box.

This thing really sprays ink; the seawater on the side where the fish were caught has already turned black.

This is still squid; cuttlefish would be even better at squid.

The fishing box is almost full; the 29-liter space is filled with valuable fish.

These alone are worth at least three or four thousand yuan. The same goes for Awei's side. He's really lucky today.

After fishing for a while longer, they unexpectedly caught another squid, and each of them caught one.

"Ce, let's go back, sell the fish, and come back to fish again," Awei said reluctantly.

It's really hard to leave. A single live squid costs almost a hundred yuan. It's a pity the boat isn't ours.

"You and Uncle Li can come fishing later. I'll lend you the boat. Let's see if this battery can last until we get back." Qin Dahe had had his fill of fun.

He doesn't rely on this to make a lot of money; he just wants to feel proud and smug.

I'll also take three squid home with me so we can enjoy them with my family while they're still fresh.

"Okay." It's fine if there's no power left; we can just take the battery from an electric scooter and use it.

Seeing that the fish in the cabin had dried out, the two began to pack their things and head back.

Awei pulled up the "handbrake," while Qin Dahe took charge of lifting the pottery jar.

Attach the fishing line you just cast to the leader of the heavy surf rod and pull it back together. Then untangle the line later.

Unfortunately, no goods were delivered; three cans were delivered in a row, and they were all empty.

There was only one small octopus in the fourth one, and he was too lazy to put the fishing box in. He took the can off and threw them all into the cabin, not caring if they got away.

There were only three small octopuses in the sixteen jars combined. "There's nothing in them." It cost thirty yuan to buy the jars, and it was a lot of work putting them away and putting them away.

"Your time is too short. Others let it out for a whole day and night," Awei said, both amused and exasperated.

This fishing method is too inefficient. Thirty darts would be better than a jar. Only kids who can't go out to sea play with this on the beach.

"Alright, let's try something else next time." Qin Dahe pouted.

It's definitely not going to work if he just stays put and fishes quietly; it's no fun without some tricks up his sleeve.

The engine started, and with the propeller spinning rapidly, the small boat began to head towards the beach.

They were lucky today; the coast guard boat passed by without questioning them, probably because they saw the two of them fishing honestly.

When we got to the beach, there were only four or five people left doing long-distance casting; the rock fishing people had all gone home.

They surrounded the small boat as soon as it hit the beach.

"Holy crap, so many fish?"

Both cabins were filled with black sea bream, rock bream, mackerel, and five-striped bream, totaling at least twenty catties.

Although they're not worth much money, having a large quantity is impressive.

They have to cast their lines far and wide for half a day and be lucky to catch this much; it takes two or three fishing rods.

"Haha, I've put all the big ones away." Qin Dahe proudly opened his fishing box, as did Awei.

Those who play long-distance casting aren't short of money, and they won't be jealous of the money the other people make; they'll only be jealous of those two bastards catching so many fish.

"Damn, so much good stuff!" Uncle Li stared wide-eyed at the two fishing boxes.

The giant squid that was still jumping, the farmed tiger grouper, the wild tiger grouper, and the ribbonfish that hadn't faded yet—each one was incredibly beautiful.

The ribbonfish was accidentally caught by Awei. Fresh ribbonfish were priced at 60-70 yuan per catty, while frozen ribbonfish were only a few yuan. The price difference was outrageous.

"It seems like we've stumbled upon a tiger grouper's den; there are many farmed tiger groupers there."

"Where did you fish?" he asked eagerly.

This place is so fertile, it would be so great to go and fish there once the fishing season opens.

Awei glanced at Qin Dahe; he had been brought here by someone else's boat, and it wasn't appropriate to tell others.

The other four long-distance casters stared wide-eyed, wishing they could steal the boat.

Normally, we can only handle this much cargo when we go out to sea on a boat, but today they can load so much cargo onto just one sampan.

"Just whisper it in Brother Li's ear," he said with a smile.

The waters of Dapeng Bay are fishing grounds for fishermen, and if you really want to get rid of them, you can do so anywhere except the shore.

Although there are no laws or regulations, even the coast guard tacitly accepts this rule.

Awei nodded and whispered the location to Li Ge.

“Oh, the coral reef area near Dongping.” Brother Li’s head throbbed when he heard the exact location. “That area belongs to Hong Kong Island, and we fishermen aren’t allowed to go there to cast our lines.”

The number of nets used in the coral reef area should be limited to the number of nets used, and fishing can only be done using a rapier method, with the rapier not being lowered too deep.

They don't even allow fishing boats to go to that godforsaken place, no wonder they can accumulate so much cargo.

"Let's go fishing then. We still have one battery left, and we just caught a bunch of squid in a row," Qin Dahe said with a smile. "You can use the boat. Process the catch first; I need to take it back to cook."

"Okay, stop calling me Uncle Li, just call me Brother Li. I'm definitely going to be your brother." He was overjoyed to hear that he could borrow the boat.

“I’ll make a call back and offer you a higher price. You can go directly to my stall.”

"Okay." Qin Dahe nodded, and just as he was about to lift the fish, Awei called him back.

"If you can help me with this, can I give you 20%?" He looked at Qin Dahe expectantly.

On the one hand, they didn't want to leave; there were so many fish waiting to be caught.

Another boat belongs to Qin Dahe. According to the rules, even 20% of the catch is considered too little. Not only do you have to pay for the boat fare, but you also have to share 30% of the catch with others.

"Forget about the money, I'll pay you tomorrow after I sell them." After saying that, he started carrying the catch.

Seeing this, Awei didn't say much and helped carry the fish over.

Then they went to the motorcycle to get some dry food. Li Ge did the same; he was starving and wanted to eat and drink his fill before heading out to sea for a big battle.

The other long-distance divers were incredibly envious, and they even discussed whether they should bring a sampan over.

"That thing is a bit too long, we'll have to call a car to come over." That's too much trouble. It's not as convenient as a modular boat, which can be easily transported by car.

Everyone who does long-distance casting owns a car, and the car is even less expensive than the fishing rod.

"Damn it, I'll ask Dahe tomorrow if he can help us get an aluminum alloy boat."

"I'll just make a phone call and ask. Damn, I have to wait a few more days to go deep-sea fishing."

Due to waterway restrictions, fishing boats can only go out to sea on the 15th. Now, unless you go to fish farms, you can't go anywhere.

These small boats, which can be operated by a single person, are perfect for inshore fishing and are much more comfortable than long-distance casting.

Qin Dahe, who was in the car, received another phone call and gave another explanation, saying that production would not be able to start until at least next year, and that everyone should not be in a hurry.

He didn't want to find a machining factory to produce it, so he decided to ask a shipyard instead.

But who should we contact?

When he thought of the designer surnamed Wu who bought the model airplane last year, his eyes lit up, as if the man worked at the Guangzhou Shipyard Design Institute.

(End of this chapter)