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

Wu Sui slept until noon, only to be woken up by a strong craving.

The aroma is rich with the flavor of stewed old hen and mushrooms, and also carries the fresh fragrance of scallion oil poured over hot fish.

My stomach started growling uncontrollably.

He rolled out of bed, slipped on his flip-flops, and pushed open the bedroom door.

In the courtyard, Wang Feng, the eldest sister-in-law, was carrying a basin toward the main room.

The basin contained the four-pound wild green spotted catfish.

It's topped with shredded ginger and scallions, and when hot oil is poured over it, the aroma fills your nose.

"You woke up at just the right time, did you wake up from the smell?" Wang Feng glanced at Wu Sui.

"Hurry up and wash your face and eat. This dish costs several hundred yuan. It will be a waste if it gets cold."

Wu Sui grinned: "Sister-in-law's cooking is still the best. This smell is amazing and makes my mouth water."

"Don't flatter me." Wang Feng slammed the plate down on the octagonal table and turned to go to the kitchen to get more dishes.

The family members gradually sat down around the table.

In the center of the table sat the steamed grouper, next to a large pot of golden, glistening old hen soup.

Old Man Wu, Wu Dashan, held his chopsticks in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the blue spot, and dared not let them fall.

He had been fishing all his life and had seen this kind of good catch before, but he would sell them all to make money instead of eating them himself.

Wu Gang and Chen Yang exchanged a glance, both swallowing hard, neither daring to pick up their chopsticks first.

Chen Xue tugged at Wu Sui's sleeve and whispered, "Are you really going to eat it? One bite costs tens of yuan."

Wu Sui smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and directly took the fattest piece of fish belly meat and put it into his father's bowl.

"Dad, you've worked so hard all your life. You have to be the one to eat this first bite today."

Wu Jianguo's hands trembled slightly as he looked at the piece of white, tender fish meat in the bowl, which resembled a clove of garlic, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

"Okay, okay, Daddy will eat."

Wu Sui then took out his chopsticks and put a large piece on each of his mother, Chen Xue, sister-in-law, Ya Ya, and Xiao Hu.

"Don't just stand there, everyone! We're making money so we can eat and drink well."

"From now on, this will be a regular part of our family meals. Eat as much as you like!"

Little Tiger couldn't wait to take a bite, but it was so hot that he gasped for breath and cried out incoherently.

"Delicious, Second Uncle! This fish tastes even better than the meat we had during the New Year!"

Ya Ya nodded repeatedly as she ate, giving Wu Sui a thumbs up.

The grouper's flesh is tender and springy, with no fishy smell at all. Its unique seafood sweetness melts in your mouth, making it simply irresistible.

Wang Feng took a bite, her eyes lit up, but she still wouldn't let it go.

"It's delicious, but it's too expensive."

"Yaya, eat slowly, this one bite is worth a year's worth of snacks for you."

Wu Jianguo picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and his face broke into a wide smile.

"Our Wu family has finally made it through the tough times," the old man sighed, tilting his head back to finish the wine in his cup.

The meal was enjoyed by everyone, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

The Wu family never dared to dream of such a life before, but now that Wu Sui has improved, the family's life is becoming more and more fulfilling.

Wu Sui put down his chopsticks after he had almost finished eating.

"Big brother, Xiao Yang, come with me to town this afternoon to buy some things."

Wang Feng was smiling as she served food to Ya Ya when she heard this and looked up: "What are you buying? We have everything we need at home, don't waste money."

"Buy some longline fishing materials." Wu Sui took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "500 hooks are too few, make three more sets."

"Two thousand hooks?!"

Wang Feng's hand trembled, and the food she was putting on Ya Ya's plate fell onto the table.

"Second brother, are you crazy? Five hundred hooks, all three of you have been busy until morning."

"Two thousand hooks? Wouldn't that exhaust people to death at sea?"

Chen Xue nodded in agreement.

She wanted to advise the man to take it easy, but seeing Wu Sui's confident demeanor, she ultimately didn't say it.

Wu Sui exhaled a smoke ring and explained slowly.

"Four sets of longline fishing, relying on manpower is indeed too slow."

"I'm going to town this afternoon. I was thinking of checking if I could buy a used winch."

Wu Sui gestured, "It doesn't need to be too good, just something that can retrieve longline fishing lines."

"When the time comes, we just need to use the landing net to catch the fish and unhook them."

Upon hearing this, Wu Gang and Chen Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

Wu Gang slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's great! This money is worth spending!"

Wang Feng listened from the side. Although she felt bad about having to spend money again, she swallowed back the nagging that was about to come out when she thought of the 18,000 yuan she had earned last night.

"Buy it if you need to, don't skimp on that little bit of money, your health is the most important thing." She unusually offered her support.

The family was full of energy and started packing their things to go out after finishing their meal.

At this very moment, the area under the big banyan tree at the village entrance had completely erupted into chaos.

Several villagers who went to the dock to deliver loose goods in the morning were loudly boasting to the people around them.

"I saw it with my own eyes. The bergamot was thicker than my thumb, and it had more than ten kilograms of blue and red spots."

Li Shuigen stood on the stone mill, spitting as he spoke.

"You guys have no idea what happened back then. One boss just pulled out 20,000 yuan in cash from his bag, slammed it on the bucket, and said he wanted to buy it all!"

The surrounding villagers gasped in shock.

"Twenty thousand? Wu Lao Er sold it?"

"Sell my ass!" Shui Gen slapped his thigh. "Old Wu didn't even blink; he rejected it outright."

"Are you crazy? You won't even sell it for 20,000 yuan?"

"They're loyal to the company; they waited until Boss Lin arrived before selling it."

Someone asked curiously, "How much did it sell for?"

Li Shuigen scratched his head: "How would I know? It certainly won't be less than 20,000."

"More than 20,000... I couldn't save that much even if I worked for two years."

"What incredible luck did the second son of the Wu family have?"

Various voices of envy, jealousy, and resentment mingled together.

Village chief Chen Changgui happened to be passing by with his hands behind his back when he heard this and stumbled.

His face was ashen, and his teeth were grinding together.

More than 20,000!

He's been the village chief for over three years and hasn't made this much extra money.

Chen Changgui was filled with hatred.

He originally intended to stall Wu Sui for a few months on the approval of the homestead land, to make him bleed money.

But Wu Sui not only has the background of a big boss in Shanghai, but he also uses such ruthless methods.

If I anger him, my job as village chief might be over.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the jealousy in his heart.

He turned and waved to the village accountant who was watching the commotion.

"Go tell Wu Lao Er that the land for the homestead has been approved. Tell him to come to the village committee to pay the money. Be polite and don't cause any trouble."

The accountant paused for a moment, then quickly nodded and jogged to the Wu family's old house.

In the Wu family courtyard, Wu Sui was preparing to take his elder brother and brother-in-law to town.

The head accountant pushed open the door and came in with a big smile on his face.

"Ah Sui, are you home?"

"The village chief asked me to tell you that things are looking good regarding the homestead. He wants you to go to the village committee when you have time to pay the money."

Wu Sui smiled and handed him a cigarette, promising to discuss it at the village chief's house that evening.

The accountant was still a little confused. What was there to discuss about buying a plot of land for homesteading?

But that's none of his business; the message just needs to be relayed.

Watching the village accountant leave, Wu Sui sneered inwardly.

Chen Changgui, that old fox, is quite sensible.