Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Yang Jun threw the cigarette in his hand into the sea and nodded.

"Old Liu, sure, bring him over that day so we can get to know each other."

Liu Dade patted him on the back.

"That's fine, we'll talk about it if you're not satisfied later."

Yang Jun is not a bad person by nature, and he knows his wife and cousin well. If he were to question his wife and cousin directly, he would ask directly.

He's been fishing with Yang Bai and now he's not short of money, so he can definitely take care of his family.

It's a hundred times better than choosing some random, shady man.

The ship quickly docked in the heart of the Widow Sea.

Yang Bai had someone bring out the crab traps, increasing their weight. He also ordered more crab traps from the old man, a total of three hundred. Each trap weighed one hundred jin, so three hundred traps could handle thirty thousand jin.

We're going to catch blue crabs today.

"Put the bait. Wherever my boat is moored, I put two crab traps, each twenty meters apart."

They went into the warehouse and took out all the crab cages.

Start dropping the bait down.

It took all morning to hang up three hundred of them.

Yang Bai was munching on a pancake at lunchtime.

Liu Dade asked, "Is Yang Bai going to take the crabs he caught back to farm?"

Yang Bai took a sip of tea, swallowed the cake, and said.

"That's right, just 1,000 jin is enough."

"Sell the rest."

Liu Dade nodded.

"That's great! We're all happy that the village is developing."

He was arguably one of the longest-serving people in the village among this group, not to mention before, even just three or four months ago.

Widow Sea is an obstacle; it's less a coastal village and more like a village nestled in a remote mountain valley.

There were so few boats that they couldn't catch many fish.

Some villagers can't even afford clothes, and they have to wear pants that leave their buttocks exposed for winter.

People who have no money all look pale and sickly from hunger.

Now that we have a breeding farm, as long as we expand it step by step, we can ensure that everyone in the village has food to eat and work to do, without having to watch the crops grow every day.

Ma Yongkang strode over, leaned against the back of Yang Bai's chair with one hand, and asked curiously.

"Blue crabs, aquaculture? What were you guys talking about just now?"

Yang Bai then briefly explained the village's plan to establish a collective marine aquaculture farm.

Upon hearing this, Ma Yongkang's eyes instantly welled up with deep envy, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Yang Bai, if our village had your brains, we wouldn't be suffering like this."

Villages isolated by sea dikes and relying on sporadic fishing in the near sea all share similar circumstances.

Like Haiba Village, Ma Yongkang's village is a place where fishermen live in poverty, barely making ends meet each year.

"If our village could also engage in aquaculture, all those fishermen in the village wouldn't have to go hungry and live in poverty every year."

He gave a wry smile. "Unfortunately, no one in the village has your vision and ability."

As the three were chatting, a young villager came running over quickly, clutching a newspaper, his expression excited and his voice brimming with enthusiasm.

"Captain Yang, Captain Yang! You're in the newspaper!"

"What?" Everyone on the ship was instantly alarmed and rushed over, eagerly peering out.

Yang Bai remained seated calmly, his expression indifferent.

He already knew about the newspaper article, but he remained completely unmoved, simply listening quietly to the chorus of praise from the crowd.

"To be honest, Brother Yang really looks impressive in a suit; he has a commanding presence, no less so than the county magistrate!"

"I doubt even the county magistrate has this kind of spirit and demeanor! Yang Ge is truly remarkable—a model worker in maritime production!"

"At this rate, he'll definitely be a model worker in the region!"

"This is the first time in our village's history that we've made it into the newspaper!"

The faces of the crowd were filled with genuine pride.

Following Yang Bai to fish at sea and earn a stable income, now that their leader has been featured in the newspapers, they feel proud and confident when they go out and chat with others.

Someone quickly flipped to the next page and exclaimed, "Look! There's a photo of Yang Bai and the commissioner!"

Everyone crowded around to take a closer look.

Yang Jun stepped forward and examined him for a moment, nodding repeatedly and exclaiming, "It really is! Look at that aura, tsk tsk, only a commissioner's aura can overpower Brother Yang."

Liu Dade carefully flipped through the newspaper, his gaze lingering on the two main pages for a long time, filled with admiration.

The report took up half a page; such treatment is unparalleled in the entire Fuhai County.

He turned to look at Yang Bai, who remained calm and composed, and couldn't help but speak.

"Xiao Yang, this is such a big thing, why aren't you reacting at all? Aren't you even saying a word?"

Yang Bai stood up, took the newspaper, flipped to the top of the page, pointed to the date, and spoke calmly.

"Take a closer look, this is yesterday's newspaper."

"Station Chief Li showed it to me yesterday. It's because you guys don't pay attention to important regional affairs."

Yang Jun scratched his ear, gave an embarrassed smile, and said, "Brother Yang, how would we know when the new paper will be published? Besides, I can't read many characters, so I can't understand it at all."

Liu Dade blushed, feeling ashamed, and quickly explained.

"Xiao Yang, yesterday my child was clamoring to go to the county to play. I haven't spent much time with my child in a long time, so I took him there."

It was my oversight; I will definitely pay more attention to these important matters in the future.

Yang Bai waved his hand casually, put down the newspaper, sat back down in his chair, and spoke in a flat tone.

"Whether I'll be able to participate next time is uncertain."

Yang Jun immediately stamped his foot, his face full of determination, and spoke loudly.

"How could that be! With your skills, Brother Yang, you'll have plenty of opportunities to be featured in the newspaper in the future!"

We'll post every newspaper article you publish in the cabin on the ship's walls.

"When the leaders come to inspect, they can immediately see our fleet... what's its name again?"

Hearing this, Yang Bai sighed and whispered a reminder: "Honor. I told you to study more, but you're always playing around."

"Yes, yes, yes! Honor!" Yang Jun clapped his hands enthusiastically, laughing heartily. "Our fleet will definitely have more and more honors in the future!"

Yang Bai listened to his flattery, his ears burning slightly, and he had no choice but to interrupt.

"Alright, enough with the talk, let's get to work. First, haul in the catch, then pack up the crab traps."

This core fishing area is not only home to the rare giant grouper, but also teems with various fish species, including red sea bream, sea bass, mullet, and mackerel, making it exceptionally rich in fish resources.

Two hours later, the rope holding the net was tightened, and the net was immediately pulled in.