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

Wu Sui read it out softly.

"Sultanah Island?"

He frowned, frantically searching his mind for the name.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure out which country's island this was.

He flipped the gold coin over; in the center was a shield, above which was a leaping horse, surrounded by patterns resembling olive branches.

Looking at the gold coin, Wu Sui recalled what had happened.

Dazhuang brought this thing up from that group of reefs.

The radar didn't show any light spots at first, but it only showed them when Dazhuang had it in his mouth.

The system is still too rigid; it can only scan living things.

With a sigh, Wu Sui put away the gold coins, preparing to go back and investigate the situation on Sultan Island before making any further plans.

I turned on the tap, scooped up some cold water and splashed it all over my face. My wildly beating heart finally calmed down.

I pushed open the bathroom door and walked back to the deck.

Today, everyone worked quietly with their heads down, and no one said a word.

Normally, as soon as the fish is caught, Chen Yongqiang's mouth never stops. He'll start bragging at the top of his lungs, insisting on comparing with Wang Dazhu who caught the biggest fish.

Today, they're all hanging their heads, sighing and complaining.

Chen Yongqiang grabbed a filefish, tossed it into the basket, and muttered something with a look of disgust on his face.

"This stuff is so cheap! You work yourself to death hauling a net full of it, sorting it all out, and you don't even make a profit..."

Wang Dazhu squatted down to the side, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, working silently and not even bothering to say a word.

Looking at the appearance of this group of people, Wu Sui found it amusing.

These guys are getting way too cocky!

A single net catch yields over 2,000 jin of filefish; at eight yuan per jin, that's a gross profit of nearly 20,000 yuan.

If it were any other ordinary fishing boat in the village, it would be drifting at sea from dawn till dusk for a whole month.

If you can earn two or three thousand yuan after deducting the costs of diesel, ice, and labor, you should be grateful and pray to Mazu.

These people, having witnessed the spectacle of hundreds of thousands being caught online, have had their appetites completely inflated.

Now you can't even afford 20,000 yuan?

Is 20,000 yuan a small amount? This is in 2000!

Wu Sui shook his head, ignored them, and walked straight to the stern of the boat.

Chen Yang was squatting there, sulking and grunting as he sorted through the net.

Trawl operations are not as easy as they seem.

The seabed has a complex topography, and a single net can be cast for several hours, not only for catching fish.

The fishing nets will also be entangled with a lot of seaweed, coral reef fragments and all sorts of garbage.

They were towing a mid-level vessel, and since it was offshore, the situation was relatively better.

If it's near the coast, there can be more trash in the nets than fish.

If these debris are not cleaned up bit by bit, the mesh of the net will be blocked when it is set up again, which will greatly affect the fish catch rate.

If it encounters an undercurrent, it is also very easy for it to be pulled by debris, causing the entire trawl net to tear and become unusable.

A single network costs tens of thousands of dollars; if it breaks, there's nowhere to turn for help.

"Alright, you've got an oil bottle hanging from your mouth."

Wu Sui smiled and stepped forward, squatting down to help Chen Yang clean the fishing net.

Chen Yang forcefully ripped off a clump of seaweed that was tangled in a knot, tossed it aside, and sighed.

"Brother-in-law, could you call the baby sperm whale back and take us hauling it in the net?"

"That old bastard really led us astray today. We traveled all this way and all we got was a net full of filefish. What a huge loss!"

Wu Sui slapped Chen Yang on the back of the head and burst into laughter.

"You're dreaming!"

"That's a whale. Do you really think it's some pet dog that comes running when you beckon?"

While deftly prying open the plastic bag tangled in the netting, Wu Sui casually offered words of comfort.

"How can you expect to have a full catch every day when fishing at sea?"

Chen Yang, his neck stiff with indignation, retorted, "How can that be the same? I thought today would be another big hit, but..."

"Alright, stop nagging. Fishing at sea is all about relying on the weather, so stop complaining."

Chen Yang rubbed his head. Although he was still unconvinced, he obediently sped up his movements.

Working together, the two spent more than ten minutes cleaning the entire trawl net.

The fishing boat sailed smoothly on the sea, and before we knew it, we had been gone for more than half an hour.

Wu Sui stood up, looked at the boundless sea in front of him, and casually activated the system in his mind.

The morale is low today, so he plans to activate the radar and scan the area.

Let's see if we can find a slightly larger school of fish to boost morale and make some extra money along the way.

The blue grid spreads rapidly outwards from the fishing boat at its center.

The 500-meter scanning range displays the seabed topography and the distribution of fish schools on the screen.

Wu Sui had only glanced at it casually at first.

But in that one glance, his pupils suddenly contracted!

A large patch of densely packed light dots appeared at the edge of the screen!

gold!

Aside from that big yellow croaker, this was only the second time he had seen gold.

And they were actually a large, clustered group.

Wu Sui's breath hitched.

Without thinking twice, he immediately shouted into the driver's seat.

"Brother Lei, hard to the left, full speed ahead!"

Wu Lei, who was in the driver's seat, was startled by the shout and poked his head out, looking puzzled.

"Ah Sui, what's wrong? There's nothing on the left side."

Wu Sui quickly climbed into the driver's seat and pushed the accelerator lever.

The engine roared to life, the fishing boat tilted to the left, leaving a white trail on the sea, and changed course.

The people sorting filefish on the deck were shaken so badly they staggered.

Chen Yongqiang plopped down on the basket of fish, wincing in pain.

"Holy crap! Brother Sui, what are you doing?"

Wang Dazhu grabbed the gunwale and leaned over to look into the wheelhouse.

"Brother Sui, have you spotted a big shipment?"

Wu Sui stared intently at the radar screen in his mind, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Dazhu, Xiaoyang, hurry up and go to the back to prepare to set the net."

"Brother, Yongqiang, tidy up the baskets on the deck and make room!"

Upon hearing this, the previously listless individuals perked up.

Chen Yang jumped up from the aft deck, his eyes shining.

"Brother-in-law, has the sperm whale returned?"

Wu Sui ignored him, gripping the edge of the control panel with both hands and staring at the empty sea in front of her.

"Brother Lei, head in this direction, and keep the speed up once the net goes down."

Although Wu Lei didn't know what Wu Sui had seen, he became excited seeing Wu Sui's tense posture.

"Okay!"

A distance of 500 meters is just enough for them to put the net down.

Fortunately, the fish were also swimming in this direction, otherwise it would have been too late.

As the distance closed, Wu Sui's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Ah Sui, the water ahead is over 280 meters deep, the terrain is a bit complicated, and there are many hidden reefs at the bottom. This net..."

Wu Lei glanced at the fish finder and the nautical chart, and loudly reminded them.

Wu Sui gritted his teeth.

The golden specks definitely represent high-value seafood.

With a catch of this size, they could make a fortune in one fell swoop.

"We can't worry about that now, let's just drag it away in this direction."