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

"Don't panic, it's not stuck on the bottom."

Wu Sui stared at the radar screen; the blue light clusters had all been caught in the net.

"Get the nets ready!"

Upon hearing the instruction, Chen Yongqiang immediately pushed the winch lever.

The net-raising machine had just started running.

The entire ship suddenly sank.

The fish baskets that were neatly stacked on the deck slid off with a "whoosh" as the boat tilted and crashed into the gunwale.

Wu Gang's face turned deathly pale.

"Quick, Xiaoyang, Dazhu! Lock the cold storage door and secure all the baskets on the deck with ropes."

Chen Yang and Wang Dazhu rushed over in a flurry and used ropes to string the scattered baskets together.

In the wheelhouse, Wu Lei gripped the helm.

"Brother Gang, Ah Sui, the rudder is too heavy, the bow is veering to one side."

The steel cable on the winch was taut and stuck in the pulley, making a grating "creaking" sound, as if it would snap at any moment.

Wu Gang got impatient, strode to the stern of the boat, and waved his hand to shoo the others away.

"Everyone stay away! If the steel cable snaps, whoever gets whipped will be killed!"

He turned and stared at Wu Sui.

"Second brother, something's wrong with that noise, it's too loud!"

"Regardless of whether it looks like it's snagged on the bottom on the radar, if the boat can't hold on, I'll have to cut the rope!"

Wu Gang held the axe, his face contorted with pain, but his eyes remained resolute.

"No matter how valuable the goods are, they're not as important as the ship and our lives!"

Wu Sui didn't respond, his mind focused on the system radar.

The blue orb of light was moving, slowly, but it was indeed moving away from the edge of the trench in the direction the ship was traveling.

"Brother, put the axe down, it's alright."

Wu Sui, beaming with joy, shouted towards the driver's seat, "Brother Lei, keep moving at a low speed!"

He walked over to the winch and patted Chen Yongqiang on the shoulder.

"Yongqiang, don't die in one breath."

"Take a break after pulling up ten meters of rope, then continue pulling."

Chen Yongqiang, sweating profusely with nervousness, nodded and, following Wu Sui's rhythm, pushed the lever once and then released it.

One stop and one start.

Wu Gang stood to the side, watching the angle at which the steel wire rope was subjected to force.

After watching for a few minutes, he noticed that the angle of the steel cable was indeed slowly changing, unlike when it was stuck on the seabed.

His tense nerves relaxed slightly as he placed the axe on the deck, but his eyes remained fixed on the sea.

This whole process, which took only half an hour, was completed.

But everyone felt that the time was suffocatingly long.

Finally, the sea began to churn violently.

Large white splashes of water appeared.

The net bag broke through the water and emerged.

"Holy crap..." Chen Yang stared in disbelief.

The huge net was stretched and deformed by the school of fish, and seawater splashed out with a splashing sound.

The net-lifting machine made a continuous "click-click" sound, and it looked to weigh at least six or seven tons.

Wu Gang shouted, "Everyone back to a safe position, get on the support rope!"

Several people quickly attached the auxiliary ropes and, together with the crane arm, hoisted the net bag directly above the deck.

If that weight were to suddenly fall, the deck would definitely dent.

The net bag finally hung steadily in mid-air.

Wu Sui stepped forward and glanced at the crowd.

The group now looked at him with eyes full of stars, as if he were a walking banknote rather than a person.

Wu Sui smiled and pulled hard.

"Splash..."

A large school of silvery-gray fish poured down from the net opening, piled on top of each other, and slid all over the deck.

These fish are extremely energetic; even when they have just been pulled up from the deep sea, their tail fins are still powerfully slapping against the deck.

A series of crackling sounds rang out.

Chen Yang leaned over, picked one up, and looked at it.

The fish has a thick body, a black back, and grayish scales. Its shape and pattern are completely different from the sea fish that are usually caught.

"Brother-in-law, what's this?"

Wu Gang casually picked up a large fish weighing three or four pounds and examined it carefully for a few seconds.

"Hahaha……"

He suddenly burst into laughter, slapping his thigh as he laughed.

"It's a black bull! Hahaha... We're rich!"

"Black Bull?" Chen Yang scratched his head, having never heard of it.

Wu Gang was so excited that his lips trembled.

"It's also called greyfin seabream, but its scientific name... doesn't matter."

"You never come across this kind of thing normally. If you happen to see one or two of these things online, you're lucky."

"Our net is full of big catches, quite a few weighing three or four pounds, hahaha..."

Wang Dazhu and Chen Yongqiang thought their elder brother had gone mad.

What's so big about a three- or four-pound sea fish?

Even though sea bream are generally not very big, they shouldn't be this excited.

Hearing the commotion, Wu Lei also got out of the driver's seat.

After seeing the fish on the deck, I gasped in shock.

"We're really going to strike it rich this time..."

Seeing that the group was confused, he raised his voice to explain the facts to them.

"Black beef, also known as grayfin seabream, has firm flesh and well-distributed fat, making it incredibly flavorful when steamed."

"Especially the fish skin and belly, the taste...tsk tsk tsk..."

"And this fish is very expensive."

Wu Lei gestured, "It's one price for about one jin (500g), doubles for more than two jin, and if it's three or four jin, it's no less expensive than grouper."

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Yang was holding a black bull weighing over three pounds in his hand, and was so frightened that he quickly and gently put it back on the deck.

"Goodness, the same price as grouper? Did I just crush you?"

Everyone was so excited their faces turned red.

The lingering fear and tension I felt when I first started setting up the net have long since vanished.

How much would a six- or seven-ton black cow cost?

I thought that online banking transaction was the biggest gain of this trip, but I didn't expect there to be another surprise.

Everyone gathered around the pile of fish and started calculating the costs.

Wu Sui stood to the side, watching the fish on the deck, his mind racing.

This indicates that there is a stable habitat near the deep-sea trench.

Memories of his past life flashed through Wu Sui's mind.

It wasn't until 2024 that the Fujian Provincial Fisheries Research Institute finally mastered the farming technology for grayfin seabream.

Prior to this, the artificial domestication and breeding of grayfin seabream was completely nonexistent.

Why is it blank?

Deep-sea fishing is difficult, live specimens are scarce, and the technology is insufficient.

But now, tons of live wild specimens are piled up on the deck.

What if we could raise them on a large scale?

Once the methods of domestication and breeding are figured out...

The entire seafood industry landscape along the coast will have to be reshuffled!

This is truly a case of making a fortune with a small investment.

Wu Sui took a deep breath.

"Big brother, stop grinning like an idiot."

Wu Sui suddenly spoke, interrupting the crowd's revelry.

Wu Gang was still basking in the joy of making a fortune when he shouted, "What's up, second brother? Hurry up and sort the goods! This batch needs to be put into cold storage to stay fresh!"

"Don't rush. Find a few that can be kept alive, deflate them, I need them."

The others looked at him with some confusion, but Wu Sui didn't explain. He squatted down and personally selected suitable samples.

We want both big and small fish, as long as they can be brought back alive. We'll find someone to research how to raise them, and that will be an inexhaustible source of wealth in the future.