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

Upon hearing Wu Sui's words, Wang Dazhu responded and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Upon hearing that they were going to steam a large yellow croaker, Wu Gang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly threw down the basket he was holding and hurried after them.

When they reached the kitchen door, he grabbed Wang Dazhu's arm and closed the door behind him.

"Dazhu, wait a minute."

Wu Gang lowered his voice and glanced outside.

Wang Dazhu stopped, his face full of doubt.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Wu Gang rubbed his hands together and spoke in a low voice.

"Ah Sui said she wants to eat yellow croaker, are you really planning to go to the cold storage to get it?"

Wang Dazhu scratched his head: "Huh? Won't Brother Sui scold me if I don't take it?"

Wu Gang slapped him on the back of the head, feeling disappointed in him.

"Are you stupid? That's a large yellow croaker, it costs several hundred yuan per kilogram."

"If you use your shovel to steam five or six of them, you'll lose over a thousand yuan."

Wang Dazhu swallowed hard; he was actually in pain too.

"What can we do? With Sui-ge's temper... if he wants to eat, who can stop him?"

Wu Gang leaned closer and offered an idea.

"Here's what we'll do: go to the cold storage, pick out the smallest ones, take one or two, and steam them specifically for Ah Sui."

"What will the rest of us eat, the yellow croaker?"

"Weren't there a few disfigured fish left from that net of filefish?"

"Stew a pot of filefish; those things have thick flesh and few bones, and they taste delicious."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dazhu's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, brother, we'll do it your way."

"It costs several hundred yuan per kilogram; I couldn't swallow it even if you gave it to me."

Half an hour later, the food was served on the deck, and everyone sat around it.

In the very center of the table sat a large iron basin of braised filefish, its soy sauce color rich and its aroma enticing.

In front of Wu Sui, there was a small plate placed separately.

Two large yellow croakers, each about the size of a palm, lay on the plate, sprinkled with shredded scallions and drizzled with hot oil.

Wu Suigang had just washed his hands and walked over when he saw the setup on the table, and he paused.

He pulled out a stool, sat down, and pointed to the table.

"What does this mean?"

"Didn't I tell Dazhu to steam a few more so everyone could try them? Why are there only two small ones?"

The people at the table looked at each other, but no one said a word; they just kept eating their rice.

Wu Gang cleared his throat, picked up a large piece of peeled fish meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

"Ah Sui, this filefish is delicious, the meat is firm, and it goes well with rice."

"Those big yellow croakers are too expensive, several hundred yuan per kilogram. We're not used to eating that kind of delicate stuff."

Wu Sui frowned and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

"Isn't the point of making money to eat and drink well?"

"We caught over a ton of large yellow croakers today, what's wrong with eating a few?"

Chen Yang, holding a bowl, came over with a grin.

"Brother-in-law, you make it sound so easy."

"One bite and tens of dollars are gone."

"We're here to make money, not to live like pampered princes."

"This filefish is quite good, really, it's no worse than the large yellow croaker."

Chen Yongqiang echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, yes, Brother Sui, you can eat it yourself. We really can't bear to part with it."

Wu Lei shoveled a large mouthful of rice into his mouth and mumbled a plea for help.

"Ah Sui, don't you understand what everyone's thinking?"

"They've all been living in poverty for so long, and now that they've finally come across such valuable goods, who would want to swallow them?"

"Don't worry about us, just eat by yourself. We'll be happy just watching you eat."

Wu Sui felt somewhat helpless looking at the group of people who seemed determined not to eat it even if they were beaten to death.

He sighed and picked up his chopsticks again.

"Fine, you're all money-grubbers, sitting on a mountain of gold and eating cornbread."

"If you make money but don't know how to enjoy it, what's the point of making any money at all?"

"If you won't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

Wu Sui stopped hesitating and picked up a piece of the large yellow croaker with his chopsticks.

This large yellow croaker is indeed a good thing.

With a flick of the chopsticks, the fish meat separates along the grain, resembling garlic cloves.

The meat is white, tender, and translucent, trembling slightly when picked up with chopsticks.

When you put it in your mouth, the texture is delicate and it melts in your mouth with almost no chewing.

The unique sweetness of the sea fish spreads on the tip of the tongue, without any fishy smell, but with a faint oily aroma.

It's really delicious.

But after Wu Sui chewed a couple of times and swallowed, he smacked his lips and felt that something was missing.

He picked up another piece and savored it carefully.

It tastes good, and it's really fresh.

But it wasn't as amazing as I had imagined.

Is it because this fish is so expensive that our subconscious expectations of it have been raised too high?

Or was it because I was eating alone while the guys around me were all busy devouring the filefish in the bowl, and there was no one to grab the food, so the atmosphere wasn't lively?

Wu Sui shook his head, muttering to himself.

Compared to the light and delicate flavor of the large yellow croaker, he preferred the rich and substantial taste of the white pomfret.

It's so satisfying to eat, and your mouth is always full of oil.

After finishing the fish on the plate in two bites, Wu Sui simply reached for the peeled fish in the middle bowl with his chopsticks.

"Hey, brother-in-law, you're eating filefish too?" Chen Yang protectively held onto his bowl, afraid Wu Sui would snatch it away.

Wu Sui rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

"Is it okay if the large yellow croakers aren't full?"

The meal was finished amidst laughter and chatter.

After clearing away the dishes, Wu Sui glanced at his watch and turned to walk towards the driver's seat.

"Brother Lei, set sail."

"Return at full speed."

Wu Lei wiped his mouth and opened the driver's side door.

With the engine roaring, the fishing boat sped towards the dock.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was somewhat tense.

After all, there's a ton of "gold bars" in the cold storage downstairs.

Wu Gang and Wang Dazhu simply moved a stool and sat down to guard the entrance of the cold storage.

"Dazhu, go check the refrigeration unit again, make sure there are no problems," Wu Gang instructed anxiously.

Wang Dazhu stood up and patted his chest.

"Brother Gang, don't worry, I just checked, it's fine."

Chen Yang paced back and forth on the deck, occasionally glancing out to sea.

"Brother-in-law, won't the docks go crazy when we go back this time?"

Wu Sui leaned against the door frame of the driver's cab and lit a cigarette.

I don't know if he's crazy or not.

"But I reckon it'll definitely cause an uproar."

The lighthouse of the real pier could already be seen in the distance. Wu Sui took out his phone and dialed Lin Tao's number.

The phone was answered after ringing twice.

"Hey, Sui, why are you calling at this hour? Are you still at sea?"

Wu Sui exhaled a smoke ring, his tone indifferent.

"Brother Tao, are you in the shop?"

"You're in the compound, why are you back so early today? Is there something wrong with the boat?" Lin Tao asked nervously.

Wu Sui smiled.

"The boat is fine."

"Just letting you know to prepare refrigerated trucks and unloading workers, make sure you have plenty."

On the other end of the phone, Lin Tao paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Ah Sui, you've got quite the nerve."

"What good stuff did you get today? We need to prepare more!"

Wu Sui flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"It's nothing."

"It was just a net full of big yellow croakers."

The other end of the phone went silent instantly.

Five full seconds passed before Lin Tao's voice came through again.

"What did you say?!"

"A large yellow croaker?!"

"Are you sure it's a large yellow croaker? And not Chunzi?"

Wu Sui moved her phone a little further away to avoid the noise.

"Brother Tao, do you think I can't tell the difference between a large yellow croaker and a spring croaker?"

"Genuine wild yellow croaker, the kind that's shimmering with gold."

Lin Tao's voice was trembling.

"Ah Sui, you're kidding me, right? How many did you catch? Dozens of kilograms?"

Wu Sui took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled two words.

One ton.

There was a noise from the other end of the phone, like the phone had fallen to the ground, followed by a flurry of activity.

"How much? How much did you say?"

Lin Tao's voice cracked completely, almost as if he were shouting.

"Wu Lao Er, you're not kidding me, are you?!"

"A ton of large yellow croakers?!"

Wu Sui held the phone further away, waiting for Lin Tao to calm down before speaking.

"Alright, Brother Tao, calm down."

"We'll be at the pier in about half an hour."

"You'd better find a car and contact a buyer quickly. Let's sell it for a high price while it's still fresh."