My fishing raft will ask for help.

5573 grams!

After calming down, Zhou Miao used the fish controller to lift the fish again, and couldn't help but get excited when he saw the number.

Eleven pounds and one ounce—is that a weight that sea buckthorn could possibly have?

So how much can this one sell for?

Zhou Miao pointed his headlamp at the fish, took two quick photos with his phone, and sent them to Yu Muzhou.

He originally intended to post it in a fishing group to attract wealthy bosses, but then he remembered that he had hitched a ride on a boat that afternoon and gotten a free barbecue feast.

Since Yu Muzhou had pulled him into the fishing group, he felt awkward about ignoring him.

If he's not interested in the fish, he can post it in the group himself.

After posting the photos, Zhou Miao carried the plastic tank containing the fish to the fishing raft and then added oxygen to it.

I continued fishing on the boat, at least until I used up the shrimp bait I bought, since it wouldn't last until tomorrow anyway.

At this moment, in a rather elegant farmhouse courtyard in Nanzhen, several men in their thirties and forties had just finished dinner.

Judging from the food remains, dinner was quite lavish.

There were king crab shells, conch shells, and tomahawk steak bones... but two steamed fish that were more than half-eaten didn't stand out much.

But before steaming, these two were among the most popular fish species for rock anglers: black bream.

Clearly, Yu Muzhou, who was chatting with his friends at the time, had already put the two fish he kept in his fish tank on the dinner table after buying three catties of black hairy fish from Zhou Miao.

Just as he was preparing to take his friend to see the six-pound sea buckthorn, his phone suddenly beeped with a message notification.

He opened his phone, and the instant he saw the photo, a curse word burst from his mouth: "Holy shit!"

This exclamation immediately caught the attention of his three friends.

Sitting to his left, a man with slicked-back hair and an elite-looking demeanor asked curiously, "What did you see? Why did you suddenly start swearing?"

"Yes, good things should be enjoyed together!"

Pang Hao, the somewhat chubby owner of the Japanese restaurant, had already left his seat and moved closer to Yu Muzhou. When he saw the photo of the sea buckthorn, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap!"

"Who sent you this AI image? That's a huge red spot! Are you kidding me?"

"What AI image? This is real! It weighs a full eleven pounds!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I've run a Japanese restaurant for a while now, and I've never seen such a large sea bream!"

"Yes, I don't believe it either, unless I see the real thing."

"My fishing buddy really wouldn't lie to me."

Faced with his friends' questions, Yu Muzhou, being a fishing enthusiast and more interested in this topic, gave them a thorough explanation.

"There are indeed wild sea buckthorn weighing over ten pounds, but you can't see them in the market."

"The lighting in the photo makes it a little difficult to see clearly, but judging from the fish's shape, it is most likely wild."

"So this person wants to sell you the fish?" Pang Hao's round face had an honest look, but a shrewd glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.

Yu Muzhou, with his back to him, didn't notice anything amiss. While replying to Zhou Miao's message, he said, "Yes, I posted about two new fish on my WeChat Moments. I bought them from him."

"I saw Hei Mao catch it with my own eyes. I have to say, my new fishing buddy is incredibly lucky."

Looking at the eleven-pound sea buckthorn in the photo, he couldn't help but swear again; he was genuinely envious.

As a fairly successful investor, even with the economic downturn in recent years, he still receives millions in dividends every year.

However, after entering the world of fishing, he found that his fishing career was not so successful.

He has never caught a grouper weighing more than three pounds, let alone one weighing more than ten pounds.

"You're really lucky. Where did you meet this angler?" Pang Hao continued to ask.

"Over there by the fish rafts."

"Are you going to get the fish now?"

"No, Ah Yun gets off work at nine o'clock, and I should probably go to the company to pick her up now."

Yu Muzhou shook his head and then put away his phone.

He really didn't have time tonight; he had to pick up his wife first, and then pick up his child from the tutoring class. So he arranged to meet Zhou Miao at the fish farm pier at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to pick up the fish.

But he didn't notice that Pang Hao had already seen their entire chat history.

"What a model husband! Your wife is ambitious, so you specially set up a company for her to run. Now you even pick her up and drop her off every day. You really spoil your wife!"

Yu Muzhou laughed heartily: "Aren't wives meant to be pampered?"

But he didn't see the slightly complicated look in his three friends' eyes. It's true that he should spoil them, but he shouldn't go too far.

Pang Hao's lips moved slightly, as if to remind him that it was best not to live such a lazy and complacent life, and not to be so lazy.

However, since Yu Muzhou was engrossed in his own thoughts, and his sister-in-law was only a bit too career-oriented and hadn't done anything excessive, he could only keep quiet.

......

"Wow, this price is just too damn good!" Zhou Miao, on the fishing raft, agreed to Yu Muzhou's offer of 20,000 without even thinking.

One fish is worth more than two months' salary for him. It's true that you can't work like a beast of burden.

Zhou Miao continued fishing in a cheerful mood. He only stopped fishing for the night after feeding all the shrimp bait to the small fish. He got up, tidied up his things, and went inside to get clothes and take a shower.

There's a large white barrel over here at the fish raft; it's used as a water tank.

It contains rainwater collected on rainy days; you can use it freely for bathing and washing.

Next to the large white bucket is a small bucket, which is used to collect domestic sewage such as bath water. When there is too much water, it is taken ashore and dumped to avoid polluting the seawater.

The toilet is quite separate, so excrement shouldn't cause contamination...

Humming a song, Zhou Miao finished her shower, carried the plastic tank containing the sea buckthorn into the house, and went to bed early.

A ray of sunlight cast long shadows of the fishing rafts.

As the sound of the fishing boat's engine rose on the sea, Zhou Miao opened the door and stretched, facing the morning breeze.

It's a new day, and a beautiful day.

Zhou Miao was about to brush her teeth and wash her face when, unexpectedly, the fish farm sent her a new request for help through the system early in the morning.

[A plea for help from a fish farm: Yesterday, the host took a bath, which made the fish farm very envious. It has hardly ever taken a bath since it was born, and now it feels dirty and itchy. The fish farm doesn't want to be too harsh, so it just wants you to scrub its back.]

"what?"

"Why are these requests for help becoming increasingly abstract?"

What the hell is this back-rubbing? You're not a woman, you bastard!

Looking at the dilapidated fishing rafts, Zhou Miao was reluctant.

Is there any need to clean this thing?

Once I make money, won't I just tear it all down?

But thinking that there would be a reward after completing the request for help, Zhou Miao could only add a cleaning task to the plan.

"Sigh, I'm just born to be a workaholic!"

After washing up, Zhou Miao went back to the room to check on the fish.

It's not bad; it didn't die even though the oxygen machine was running all night.

The plastic water tank is a bit small, and the sea buckthorn is squeezed inside and can't move at all. It looks quite pitiful.

It was only a little past six in the morning, and the trading time was set for nine o'clock, so Zhou Miao closed the door and boarded the ship alone to the dock.

There were breakfast shops nearby, so he went there to fill his stomach first. Then he rented an electric scooter and went to look for a general store on the street to see if any of them were open at this time.

Zhou Miao planned to finish packing up the fish raft by morning and complete the request for help, then go to find a house that she was satisfied with in the afternoon.

When he returned to the dock after buying his things, he found a fat man with a big head and big ears staring intently at him with small eyes, which puzzled him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you... oops! Handsome, I'm here to find someone. Do you know someone named Zhou Miao?"