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

Lin Tao paused for a moment, then turned around.

"What's wrong? You still have stock?"

Wu Sui ignored him and turned to shout in the direction of the cold storage.

"Dazhu, bring out our most treasured possession."

Wang Dazhu's honest voice came from inside.

Not long after, he came out dragging a snakeskin bag.

The crowd that was about to disperse on the dock gathered again upon hearing the commotion.

Lin Tao curiously took two steps forward.

Wang Dazhu placed the snakeskin bag in the center of the deck and untied the hemp rope binding it.

They pulled out the dark brown piece of meat with its strange texture and spread it on the deck.

Lin Tao stared at that thing for a long time.

"This...this is..."

"Are those puffball gills?!"

His shout silenced the entire dock for a second.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd erupted in uproar.

"What? Stingray gills? You mean that precious medicinal ingredient from the stingray?"

"My God, this is huge! It must have been peeled from a stingray weighing hundreds of pounds!"

"Isn't this thing sold by weight? This piece is so big, how much is it worth?"

Lin Tao was so excited that his face turned red, and he pointed at the swollen fish gills, his breathing becoming heavy.

Having been in the seafood purchasing business for so many years, he certainly knew the reputation of the fish gills.

I've never seen one this big and so intact before.

"Ah Sui, how much do you plan to sell this for?"

Wu Sui took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Brother Tao, you're an expert too. You know the market for this stuff better than I do."

"Name your price first. If the price isn't right, I'll take a bus to the city tomorrow and ask at a large pharmacy."

Lin Tao smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, do you think I'd let you suffer? Let's go back to the shop first."

If this is managed well, it can generate huge profits when resold.

With so many people watching, he can't possibly make a price offer.

Wu Sui and Wu Gang, the two brothers, went along to settle the accounts.

The others were quite perceptive and didn't join in the fun, instead staying behind to clean the deck.

Lin Jing had already prepared the weighbridge and ledgers, and stood by the weighbridge with a calculator in hand.

Two men carried baskets of still-floating fish upstairs.

"Spotted fish, 120 jin (60 kg), price 75 yuan per piece!"

Lin Jing pressed the calculator buttons, making a particularly loud sound.

Wu Gang, standing to the side, gasped when he heard the number.

120 jin, 75 yuan per jin, that's 9,000 yuan just for the blue spots?

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the scale, afraid that the shop assistant might miss an ounce.

"Large red sea bream, 85 jin (42.5 kg), price sixty per piece!"

"Red friend, 160 jin, price 45 yuan per jin!"

"Sea bass..."

As Lin Jing read out the numbers one by one, the calculator's keys beeped incessantly.

Wu Gang's breathing became heavy, his eyes turned red, and his fists clenched tightly.

This isn't weighing fish, it's weighing gold!

This was their most fruitful voyage since they set sail.

The chilled mackerel and other fish in the cold storage were weighed at the end.

Although the unit price is cheap, the quantity is too large.

After Lin Jing finished calculating the accounts, she was stunned when she looked at the total in the notebook.

"Brother, I've figured it out." Lin Jing swallowed.

Lin Tao leaned over for a look, then turned to look at Wu Sui.

"Ah Sui, this shipment, including the ones in the cold storage, totals 84300 yuan!"

84300!

In 2000, a bungalow with a yard in town cost only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

In just one day, he earned enough to buy three houses.

Wu Gang's legs went weak, and he almost lost his balance.

Although he had sold 300 million worth of Melozhu fish, Wu Gang felt uneasy because it wasn't money he earned from fishing.

But today's harvest was all real; they pulled the fish up one by one.

This harvest is rather frightening.

Wu Sui wasn't too surprised; it was all within his expectations.

He nodded. "Okay, Brother Tao, what about that swollen fish gill?"

Lin Tao rubbed his hands together and sighed.

"Ah Sui, the gills of that pufferfish are too big. I can't eat it in my small town, and I'm not sure about the price either."

"Okay, I'll check with them tomorrow to see if any big bosses are interested. Is that alright?"

"You know the unwritten rules. I'll run errands for you and take five percent, how about that?"

"No problem," Wu Sui readily agreed.

It's much better for someone like Lin Tao, who has connections, to handle it than for him to wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

A 5% commission for a higher price is a good deal.

"Great!" Lin Tao waved to Lin Jing, "Go, get the money from the safe."

A moment later, Lin Jing came out carrying a black plastic bag, which was bulging with contents.

Lin Tao handed the bag to Wu Sui.

"Eighty-four thousand three, count it."

Wu Sui opened the bag and glanced inside. It was full of stacks of 100-yuan bills tied with rubber bands, so bright red that they made one's eyes dizzy.

"The number is correct, no problem." Wu Sui tied the bag shut, stood up and said goodbye.

Lin Tao grabbed him, "You've been busy all day, let's go get some late-night snacks and barbecue."

"Let's do it another day, Brother Tao," Wu Sui politely declined. "My family is waiting for me. The typhoon just passed, and they're worried. I need to go back and let them know I'm safe."

Lin Tao didn't press the matter upon hearing this.

"Okay, let's get together another day. I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything from Pengyuqi."

Wu Sui, carrying the money, led the still sleepwalking Wu Gang toward the dock.

Back on the ship.

Wu Lei, Chen Yang, Wang Dazhu, and Chen Yongqiang had already washed the deck clean and were sitting on the gunwale smoking and resting.

Upon seeing Wu Sui and Wu Gang return, the group immediately stood up.

"Brother Sui, are you done calculating?" Wang Dazhu asked in a simple and honest manner.

Wu Sui threw the black plastic bag in his hand directly onto the wooden crate on the deck.

With a "whoosh".

The plastic bag opened, revealing stacks of bright red banknotes inside.

The deck fell silent instantly.

The sea breeze blew by, and all that could be heard were the heavy breathing of a few people.

Wang Dazhu swallowed hard, his eyes wide open like saucers.

Chen Yongqiang was so excited that he kept pinching his thigh, wincing in pain, before he realized he wasn't dreaming.

Although Wu Lei has seen the world, his hands still trembled a couple of times when faced with so much cash.

"This...so many?" Chen Yang stammered.

Wu Sui pulled over a plastic basket, sat down, and opened the bag.

"Today's sales totaled 84300 yuan."

"Hiss..." Several people gasped at the same time.

Wu Sui pulled out a wad of money, untied the rubber band, and began counting the money.

"The rules were set before we set sail: a base salary plus bonuses."

"For today's shipment, each person will receive a bonus of 420 yuan, calculated proportionally."

"Brother Tao took that fish gill to the city to ask about the price. Once the money is settled, we'll make up for your share of the profits."

After saying that, Wu Sui handed the counted money to everyone.

While Chen Yang had already gotten used to receiving dividends, Wu Lei and Wang Dazhu were somewhat at a loss, unsure whether they should accept them or not.

This trip to sea has earned so much money?

This is so unreal!