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

Back in the courtyard, I handed the boat ticket to the staff.

A middle-aged man wearing a red tour guide hat cleared his throat.

"Bosses, please quiet down and listen to me!"

The man shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm our captain this time, you can just call me Big Bear."

The buzzing in the courtyard gradually subsided.

Big Bear continued, "Going out to sea is different from being on land. There are some things to keep in mind, and I need to discuss them with everyone in advance."

"If you have heart disease, high blood pressure, epilepsy, or other hidden illnesses, please exit now."

"If a ship goes out into the deep sea and really falls ill, even the gods can't save it."

"Concealing one's illness is irresponsible to oneself and to everyone on the ship. Please take this seriously."

"When you're out and about, safety is the most important thing, don't you all agree?"

Good-natured laughter filled the room, but no one left.

Big Bear smiled at everyone and continued explaining the precautions.

"We provide seasickness medication; those who are prone to seasickness can take it in advance."

"Of course, it's too late to eat now, but it's psychologically comforting; you'll get used to the dizziness after a while..."

Big Bear talked about the precautions for five or six minutes, and then began to introduce the ship for this long voyage.

The ship they were on this time was called the "Poseidon".

The boat is 45 meters long and 7.2 meters wide, with 36 fishing spots and 51 beds.

The location of the beds and fishing spots are also determined by drawing lots. Of course, if people who know each other are not assigned to the same spot, they can switch places themselves.

Da Xiong said that Wu Suiyue felt like she was on a senior citizen tour group.

After the precautions were explained, the staff member next to him brought out a stack of waiver agreements.

Lin Tao looked at the densely packed terms and conditions and grimaced, "This isn't a fishing trip at sea, it's practically signing a life-or-death contract!"

Wu Sui took the pen and quickly signed his name: "Stop talking nonsense. The deep sea is inherently dangerous. This is just a case of being a little timid before being a gentleman."

After signing, the two casually picked up number plates from the cardboard box.

Wu Sui got a 9, and Lin Tao leaned over to take a look before showing his own card.

"I'm number 10. We're next to each other. These numbers represent the berth and fishing spot, which is convenient."

Wu Sui nodded, put the number plate in his pocket, and turned to look at the people around him.

Upon closer inspection, he realized something was wrong.

It's normal that all the people fishing here are men.

But there were five or six stylishly dressed young women mixed in with the crowd.

Some were wearing bodycon skirts, others were wearing high heels, and their faces were covered in heavy makeup; they didn't look like they were there to fish at sea at all.

Lin Tao followed Wu Sui's gaze, lowered his voice and chuckled, "See those women?

Wu Sui raised an eyebrow: "Bringing family members fishing? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

"Family members, my foot." Lin Tao curled his lip, lowering his voice even further.

"Of this group, how many actually bring their real wives? Most of them are out having fun with their mistresses."

Wu Sui almost burst out laughing on the spot.

The classic line from a short video from later generations popped into his mind.

"I'm about to post this on Douyin! Anyone who brought someone else's wife out for fun, make way!"

"What about accommodation?" Wu Sui asked, puzzled. "Even if this ship is spacious, the ordinary cabins are just bunk beds. Will the women be squeezed in too?"

Lin Tao waved his hand: "Their ships have special double rooms with private bathrooms."

"But it costs extra, it's ridiculously expensive."

"How many of these people are actually here to fish? They're up to something really fancy on the boat at night."

Wu Sui cursed under his breath, "They really know how to play the game."

The world of the rich is indeed beyond the comprehension of an honest fisherman like him.

After drawing lots, Big Bear led everyone toward the dock.

Because of the deep draft, the large ship could not dock directly and had to stop in the deep waters some distance away.

The group had to take a speedboat to get there first.

Wu Sui and Lin Tao sat down next to each other, with a middle-aged man beside them.

The man wore thick-rimmed black glasses and held a notebook in his hand, writing and drawing on it, seemingly oblivious to the noise around him.

The speedboat started up, its engine roared, and it cut through the waves towards the large ship.

A wave crashed over the speedboat, causing it to bounce violently.

A woman sitting in the front row screamed in fright and grabbed the arm of the man next to her.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses swayed slightly, regained his balance, paused for a moment on the paper with his pen, and continued to write.

Wu Sui was a little curious and peeked inside.

The notebook was filled with dense data and several hand-drawn sketches of fish.

"Brother, with such a big storm, how can you still keep writing?" Wu Sui offered him a cigarette and struck up a conversation.

The middle-aged man looked up, adjusted his glasses, and waved his hand in refusing the cigarette: "Sorry, I don't smoke."

He closed his notebook, his attitude quite easygoing: "I'm used to it; I have to record changes in ocean currents all the time."

"Brother, you're not here to fish?" Wu Sui asked.

"I suppose so, but the purposes are different." The man smiled.

"I'm Chen Ping from the Xiamen Institute of Biological Research. The main purpose of this trip is to collect some deep-sea fish samples and data."

Upon hearing the words "Xiamen Institute of Biological Research," Wu Sui's heart skipped a beat.

This is a pleasant surprise!

He sent all the black cattle he had obtained to Shanghai for Su Ruoxue to have someone study them.

The transportation costs alone are not a small amount.

Future research may require even more fish, and just thinking about it makes my wallet ache.

If we can connect with the local biological research institute, wouldn't that be a perfect opportunity to develop marine aquaculture?

Wu Sui's attitude immediately became more enthusiastic: "So you're Brother Chen. My name is Wu Sui, and I'm a fisherman."

When Chen Ping heard that Wu Sui was a fisherman, he also became interested.

"Brother Wu, when you're out in the nearshore waters, have you noticed any changes in the distribution of fish schools in recent years?"

Wu Sui's mind worked quickly, and he picked out a few practical situations he had encountered at sea to talk about.

With the aid of a radar system, he knows the movements of the fish better than anyone else.

These seemingly casual remarks were all spot-on.

Chen Ping nodded repeatedly, noticing that Wu Sui's expression had changed.

"Brother Wu is a knowledgeable person."

"Now that nearshore resources are depleted, our research institute is planning to carry out several deep-sea fish breeding projects, but unfortunately we have not been able to find suitable wild breeding fish."

Wu Sui seized the opportunity: "Brother Chen, you've come to the right person for this."

"I'm lucky; I occasionally manage to get my hands on some rare items."

"If I catch anything good in the future, how can I contact you?"

Chen Ping readily pulled out a business card and handed it over: "This is my office phone number. As long as it has research value, our research institute will definitely buy it back at a high price."

Wu Sui carefully put the business card into his pocket, secretly delighted.

This trip to sea has already been incredibly profitable, even before we've cast our lines yet.