Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

The rain stopped sometime ago.

The thick clouds were blown away by the sea breeze, and a full moon hung on the sea, illuminating the deck.

Lin Tao put away his fishing gear, then moved closer to Wu Sui and looked up at the sky in the direction Wu Sui was looking.

"How was it? Was the moon round on the fifteenth? Hahaha..."

He wiped his face and grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Let's go get something to eat and get some rest. Our next spot should be tuna fishing."

Wu Sui's heart skipped a beat.

tuna.

In the world of sea fishing, these three words are synonymous with top-tier skill.

Chen Ping walked over carrying an empty bucket and happened to hear this. He pushed up his glasses.

"Now is a good time to go after tuna."

Batu and his two young friends gathered around, their faces full of curiosity.

"Brother Chen, what kind of tuna can we catch in these waters? Any of those that weigh several hundred pounds?"

As Chen Ping walked towards the restaurant, he gave a briefing to the newbies.

"Our country's waters, mainly the South China Sea, have a rich variety of tuna species."

"The most common one is the yellowfin tuna, which has yellow dorsal and fins, and its size ranges from a dozen kilograms to over a hundred kilograms."

"Then there are bigeye tuna and albacore tuna, which generally live in deeper waters."

"As for the bluefin tuna weighing hundreds or even thousands of kilograms that you're thinking of, they're relatively rare here."

"That thing prefers cold water, so you usually have to go to more distant seas, and finding one is purely a matter of luck."

After listening to Chen Ping's analysis, Wu Sui made up his mind.

No matter what breed it is, as long as it's big enough, pulling it up will definitely be a thrill.

That's how it is when you go fishing at sea; nobody cares about whether you eat regularly or not.

Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired, and cook when the fish come.

Wu Sui didn't rush to get food. Instead, he turned around, scooped up a few large yellow chickens that he had just caught from the bucket of running water, and headed towards the kitchen window.

The chubby chef in the kitchen was leaning against the stove smoking. When he saw Wu Sui walking over, he immediately put out his cigarette.

Wu Sui handed over the bucket and casually took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Master, could you please process this for me?"

"Two will be steamed, and two will be made into sashimi."

Wu Sui pointed to the largest one in the bucket, "This is the last one, you can try it out."

The fat chef's eyes lit up, and the fat on his face squeezed together.

"Wow, the boss is so generous."

"Don't worry, leave this yellow croaker to me, I guarantee I'll prepare it perfectly."

It's standard practice to charge a processing fee when processing seafood on board.

Today, Wu Sui has made a fortune; this amount of money is not even a drop in the ocean.

Sending a fish is a good deed, and I'll receive better treatment when I eat on the boat in the future.

Wu Sui returned to the dining table and sat down. Lin Tao had already prepared several servings of fried rice.

A few minutes later, the portly chef came out carrying two large plates.

"Steamed yellow chicken, yellow chicken sashimi, please enjoy!"

As soon as the plate was placed down, a rich, fresh aroma assaulted the senses.

The steamed yellow croaker skin is slightly curled up, topped with shredded scallions and ginger, and drizzled with hot oil and steamed fish soy sauce.

Wu Sui picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

The meat is so tender that it melts in your mouth with almost no chewing.

What's most amazing is its rich, oily aroma, completely devoid of the fishy smell of ordinary sea fish, instead carrying a subtle sweetness.

"Wow, this fish is so delicious!" Batu's eyes widened, and he swung his chopsticks around rapidly.

Lin Tao picked up a slice of crystal-clear sashimi, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi, put it in his mouth, and exhaled a satisfied breath.

"Yellow croaker is a good thing, especially the kind that weighs two pounds or more. The flesh is firm and chewy, and it's just as good as red sea bream for sashimi."

The group of people were so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs, and they swept up the fish in a whirlwind, leaving nothing behind.

Wu Sui picked up his water glass, took a sip, and turned to look at Lin Tao.

"Brother Tao, where exactly is our next fishing spot? How much longer will it take?"

Lin Tao let out a burp and picked his teeth with a toothpick.

There are no fixed fishing spots for tuna.

"This thing is a migratory fish; it moves very fast in the sea and can't stop at all."

Batu was stunned: "No fixed fishing spots? How are we supposed to fish then? Is it like looking for a needle in a haystack?"

Chen Ping wiped his mouth with a tissue and picked up the conversation.

"Finding tuna relies entirely on the captain's experience."

"When tuna hunt, they drive schools of small fish to the surface of the water, causing large areas of water to splatter."

"Sometimes seabirds fly with schools of fish. If you see seabirds circling and diving, there are probably tuna below."

Lin Tao nodded and spat the toothpick into the trash can.

"Yes, once the captain spots a school of fish, he will steer the boat to chase after it."

Whether you run into someone or not is purely a matter of fate.

Wu Sui understood.

This was a guerrilla war at sea.

I checked my phone; it was already past 1 a.m.

The intense fishing left everyone exhausted.

"Let's go back and get some sleep so we can be refreshed before we get back to work." Wu Sui stood up.

The group returned to their cabin, too lazy to even take a shower, and simply collapsed onto their bunks after taking off their coats.

As soon as Wu Sui's head hit the pillow, sleepiness washed over her like a tidal wave.

Soon, the cabin was filled with the sound of snoring.

The ship sailed smoothly on the sea, with only the muffled roar of the engine echoing in the ears.

I don't know how long I slept.

Wu Suizheng dreamed that he was pulling a giant tuna.

Sudden.

The cabin's loudspeaker crackled to life, and Big Bear's raspy voice boomed from every corner of the ship.

"A school of tuna has been discovered."

"Bosses, wake up!"

"Hurry up and grab your wave climbers and drift rods, assemble on deck."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, or you'll miss out!"

Those shouts were even more effective than an air raid siren.

The cabin, which had been lifeless just a second ago, suddenly erupted into chaos.

Lin Tao suddenly jumped out of bed, his head hitting the ceiling with a "thud," wincing in pain but not even bothering to rub it.

"Tuna, quick, get up..."

Batu and his two young friends jumped down from the top bunk, their shoes on the wrong feet.

Chen Ping didn't even put his glasses on properly before grabbing his coat and rushing outside.

Wu Sui reacted the fastest.

As soon as the broadcast started, he rolled out of bed and grabbed the wave climbing pole and drifting pole leaning against the corner of the wall.

Pushing open the cabin door, the corridor was already in complete chaos.

Dozens of people, wearing shorts and vests and carrying fishing rods, rushed onto the deck like madmen.

"Make way, everyone stop pushing."

"My big eyes, my yellowfin tuna, my bluefin tuna..."

Wu Sui rushed out of the cabin with the flow of people.

The moment they stepped onto the deck, the sight before them made everyone gasp in shock.

The seawater was boiling completely less than 200 meters from the fishing boat.

With the help of the ship's searchlights and the bright moonlight, it could be seen clearly.

Huge splashes of water kept erupting on the surface, and clumps of white foam tumbled around.

Hundreds and thousands of silver flying fish were chased and leaped out of the water, gliding in mid-air before crashing back into the water in despair.

Behind them, massive, streamlined black shadows darted and tore through the water at astonishing speeds.

The sky was a dark, oppressive mass, with countless seabirds circling and screeching as they frantically plunged into the water to snatch food.