America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

The voyage after leaving Pantelleria was a long and pleasant blue dream.

The Leviathan sailed west at cruising speed, its destination the coastline of North Africa.

The sea was as smooth as a mirror, with only the white spray from the propeller at the stern serving as proof of the passage of time.

10:00 AM. Aft deck.

"I think my skin seems to have gotten whiter?"

Jessica, wearing a bikini, lay on a bench, examining her arms with the most seriousness she had ever shown in her life.

She would also occasionally gesture to Katie, who was also looking in the mirror next to her.

"Look, isn't it a shade lighter than yesterday's 'muddy monkey' look?"

"It definitely slipped quite a bit."

Katie pinched Jessica's cheek; it felt like a peeled egg.

"Looks like that volcanic mud isn't just for throwing people at, it actually has some use. The boss wasn't lying to us."

Chen An sat on a fishing chair to the side, holding a heavy-duty sea fishing rod, and was deep-sea trolling.

He wore sunglasses and listened to the two girls' chatter with a smile on his lips.

"The best way to maintain healthy skin, besides using volcanic mud, is to eat more deep-sea fish for collagen."

Chen An tightened his grip on the fishing line. "Get ready. I have a feeling we'll have a big one on the hook today."

The voice just fell.

"Sizzle—!!!"

The winch on the fishing rod suddenly emitted a piercing shriek, and the thick fishing line was pulled out as if by madness.

Even the fishing rod holders fixed to the gunwale emitted a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

"They've taken the bait!"

The bodyguard who had been standing by shouted and rushed over excitedly to help secure the object.

"This is a big order!"

Chen An suddenly stood up, his muscles, built up in the gym, instantly tensed.

He gripped the fishing rod with both hands and began to wrestle with the unseen monster underwater.

This isn't like fishing for several-pound trout in a lake.

This is at sea.

There is a high probability that there is a monster weighing two or three hundred kilograms underwater.

"Keep it up! Keep it up, boss!"

The women all gathered around.

Sarah gripped the railing tightly, while Aya's eyes lit up; she even wished she could jump down and help Chen An catch fish.

"This energy... is like that of a tuna."

Captain Andrei also ran out and glanced at the direction of the fishing line.

"And it's a big one. Boss, don't reel it in yet, that's a Bluefin! We have to kite it! Exhaust its stamina!"

The next forty minutes were a pure test of endurance between the man and the marine life.

Chen An was drenched in sweat.

Every time the line is pulled in and every time it is released, it is a battle of strength.

The sea breeze dried the sweat on his body, leaving a thin layer of salt frost, making him look even more wild.

"I see it! That dorsal fin!" Irina screamed, pointing to a silver-blue flash that streaked across the sea in the distance.

"Pull him up!"

Chen An roared and exerted his strength for the last time.

With the help of the crew's hooks and landing nets, a huge fish with a metallic blue-black sheen was dragged onto the deck.

"Bang!"

The giant fish crashed onto the teak floor, still powerfully wagging its tail.

Bluefin tuna!

Katie, the chef, was the first to pounce on it, completely ignoring the slime on the fish, as if she had seen a priceless treasure.

"My God! That must weigh at least two hundred kilograms! Look at that round belly, it's all fat! This is top-grade fatty meat!"

To catch such a large wild bluefin bream in the Mediterranean is incredibly lucky.

"Looks like this is our lunch today."

Chen An, panting heavily, took the towel Sarah handed him and wiped his face.

"Give it to Katie. I don't think anyone would mind having another whole fish feast, right?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

Cheers erupted once again on the deck.

……

1 p.m. At the restaurant.

This meal was incredibly lavish.

If this fish were auctioned in Tokyo, it could be worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of US dollars.

But here, it's just a bountiful harvest from their own fishing grounds.

Katie demonstrated her superb knife skills.

The enormous fish body was dismantled.

The most prized part, the fatty part of the fish's belly, displays a perfect pink, frosty texture.

Katie didn't use any complicated cooking methods; she simply cut the ingredients into thick slices and placed them on an ice plate.

"This time we won't use wasabi."

Chen An picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Body heat instantly melted the oil in the fish.

The rich, almost cheesy flavor exploded in my mouth, then slid straight down my throat without needing to chew at all.

"Top-notch."

Chen An exclaimed, "This is truly a gift from the sea."

No other parts were wasted.

The raw tuna was made into a pickled tuna poke bowl; the medium-fat tuna was lightly seared and sprinkled with black pepper.

Even the scraps of meat on the fish bones were scraped off and made into delicious green onion toro gunkan sushi.

Seven women, along with a boatload of crew, managed to eat more than half of the fish.

"belch……"

Jessica let out a burp without any regard for her image, rubbing her slightly bulging belly.

"Oh no, I'm definitely going to gain weight again. Boss, is this some kind of pig-farming trend?"

"Being a little chubby is good."

Chen An, holding a glass of white wine, glanced at her with a smile and said, "Some parts have more meat, which makes them feel better to the touch."

Jessica understood immediately, blushing as she buried her head in Sarah's shoulder.

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon. Study.

After eating and drinking their fill, the women went for a nap or went to a spa.

Chen An sat at his desk and spread out a map of North Africa.

"Boss, we expect to arrive at the port of Tangier in Morocco tomorrow morning," Captain Andrei reported.

"Morocco..."

Chen An traced his finger across the map. "That's where we're looking for."

He turned on his computer and pulled up a document.

According to the information, it is a fungus that looks like a potato, but has a marbled pattern when cut open.

Desert truffles.

This is a rare fungus that grows in the semi-arid desert regions of North Africa and the Middle East.

Although the aroma wasn't as overpowering as the Italian white truffles I ate last night.

But it has a unique nutty flavor and a crisp texture, and is rich in protein.

Most importantly, it can coexist.

"This type of truffle typically grows on the roots of plants in the genus Heliotropium."

Chen An muttered to himself, "This is exactly the crop that the barren, sandy land near the 'Devil's Throat' at Titan Farm needs most."

If we could bring back these truffles that can survive in extreme environments.

Utilizing underground river water to improve the soil and carry out semi-artificial planting would be another highly profitable industry.

"Not only do we need to buy truffles, but also the seeds of this half-flower, as well as samples of the local soil."

Chen An took notes of the key points in his notebook.

This is also the core joy of farming.

They collect exotic flowers and plants from all over the world, then bring them home and grow them.