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

After exhausting the fish's strength, Qiao Manman pulled hard.

A large yellow croaker with a yellow belly, as long as a forearm, was caught on the deck and kept thrashing about.

Qiao Manman was extremely excited.

"A large yellow croaker! The first one is a large yellow croaker! That's great, Yang Bai will add it to the dishes when he gets home tonight."

"Okay, Xiaojun." Yang Bai called to Yang Jun, "Stun this fish and put it in the wooden box. I'm taking this fish back with me."

"Alright." Yang Jun took out a wooden stick, squatted down, and knocked the big yellow croaker unconscious with a single blow. He then grabbed the fish by the gills and swaggered into the cabin.

Later, Qiao Manman caught a few small yellow croakers, but the rest were yellow croakers.

It's time to catch fish again at 2 PM.

Yang Bai reminded Qiao Manman.

"Stop fishing, the boat is about to leave, we'll head back by evening."

"Huh?" Qiao Manman was a little disappointed. She had finally gotten into the fishing and now it was all gone.

She obeyed and put away her fishing rod.

"Did you have fun fishing today?"

Yang Bai asked.

Qiao Manman shook her head and said frankly.

"It's only been two hours, and you interrupted me while I was fishing. I would be very satisfied if I could fish until night, but we've only just gotten to the beginning. Of course, I know you guys are fishing, so... it's alright."

She shrugged; she had never been so satisfied with fishing.

However, being limited to two hours of fishing is like a feast for her; she eats only half of it and then leaves the fish uneaten.

There's nothing I can do; the Empress Dowager in front of me forbids fishing.

She glanced at Yang Bai, then looked at the Empress Dowager, suppressing a laugh.

Yang Bai watched the young woman suppressing her laughter, though he had no idea what she was laughing about.

"Xiao Qiao, remember to get 250 points on the next test. I'll take you tuna fishing alone in a 10-ton boat. I'll give you mine."

Qiao Manman's ears perked up when she heard about tuna fishing.

"Yang Bai, you still remember? Good, all those days of studying haven't been in vain. I'll show you the results of my studies later."

"When?"

Yang Bai shook his head.

"There is no fixed time. As long as I send them out, that's when the exam will start. If I don't send them out, and the college entrance exam is reinstated in the future, we'll have to look at the exam results."

Qiao Manman frowned.

"Reinstate the college entrance exam? When will that be? I'd love for it to happen within a month. I can't wait."

She rubbed her hands together excitedly; catching a 200-pound tuna like Yang Bai was her lifelong dream.

If she manages to catch one, she'll borrow her father's Seagull camera, which he's reluctant to use at home, to take a picture as a keepsake.

"When will it be the end of the world?"

Yang Bai smiled. It was October, and there were only two months left until the college entrance examination.

If this were in the 21st century, even a 100-day sprint wouldn't be enough; forty days have already passed since the 100-day countdown rally.

"One month is fine, but you should be prepared at any time."

Qiao Manman thought for a moment, "Yang Bai, won't your fishing rod be worn out after catching 200 pounds of tuna? Don't let it break when I use it."

She thought to herself, if she suddenly caught a fish like that, she would be furious if the rod held her back.

It's better to find a channel to buy a top-quality foreign product.

Yang Bai led her into the warehouse.

He pulled out a large fishing rod and said, "This is the rod I use to catch 200-pound bluefin tuna. I've also caught a 200-pound yellowfin tuna. What do you think, is it any good?"

Qiao Manman looked at the fishing rod with the eyes of a pilgrim, and quickly touched it, hoping to bring some luck.

"This rod has even caught a 200-pound yellowfin tuna, and it hasn't broken yet."

"So, do you want to use it?"

Yang Bai could tell from her tone that she looked down on the pole, and he felt it was too much of a fuss to lend it to her.

Qiao Manman shook her head.

"This rod is pretty impressive, but I'm going to use a brand new fishing rod to catch my first 200-pound bluefin tuna."

Yang Bai looked somewhat helpless and placed the fishing rod some distance away.

"You want to catch a 200-pound bluefin tuna right off the bat? And you're bringing a lot of new equipment. I'd like to ask if your father will provide the money for that?"

A top-quality fishing rod capable of catching 200-pound fish simply doesn't exist in China, though he has no doubt that his father has the means to bring it in.

Qiao Tie himself was unhappy about Qiao Manman fishing, but he had no time to discipline his daughter, so he decided to let her do what she liked.

But I would never support or even condone her buying top-of-the-line fishing gear.

Then there's only one other way: buy top-of-the-line fishing rods from abroad on the black market.

Such fishing rods can easily cost five or six hundred yuan on the black market; how could a young girl like her have that much money?

Qiao Manman turned and went out, saying, "Don't worry about that, I have my own way."

"Just don't commit crimes."

Yang Bai reminded him.

Qiao Manman blushed with embarrassment.

"I would never commit a crime."

By evening, after catching all the fish, they returned to port and settled accounts for all the fish they had caught.

Go home.

Qiao Manman recounted her experiences of the day.

"Sister Wanqiu, Yang Bai is really amazing."

She gestured to show the net she saw scooping up fish.

"One net, one huge one, the weight of the falling water was like a small mountain. Really, I never really had a concept of 10,000 jin before, but today I've seen it with my own eyes."

"When we came ashore, the 30,000 yellow croakers sold for a full 10,000 yuan. No wonder you can eat big chunks of meat every day."

Yang Bai was processing the scales of a large yellow croaker in front of the stove.

"No, the village will deduct the money, the team will divide it among themselves, and the 60-ton boat needs maintenance. Every single expense is considerable, so I don't get much."

Qiao Manman peeled a banana and said, "It's not much money for you, but it's a lot of income for the villagers for many days."

Yang Bai shook his head and put the prepared yellow croaker into a steamer to steam until cooked.

If it were fully open, he would show Qiao Manman what real money-making is all about.

By then, Qiao Manman's children were probably all over the place.

A large table of dishes, prepared by Yang Bai and Su Wanqiu working together, was plentiful and tempting.

Qiao Manman looked at the steamed yellow croaker and swallowed.

"Can we start eating now?"

Yang Bai nodded: "Of course."

Qiao Manman picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth. The fresh and sweet taste melted in her mouth, with a hint of milky aroma.

Perhaps the yellow croaker itself was of good quality, or perhaps Yang Bai cleaned it very thoroughly, eating it plain, and there wasn't a trace of fishy smell.

After dipping her in the sauce, she covered her mouth and practically flew away.

"It's so delicious! This dipping sauce perfectly complements the flavor of the yellow croaker. Yang Bai, how did you make it?"

Yang Bai can rival chefs from top regional restaurants in other dishes, but when it comes to cooking fish, he is absolutely comparable to chefs who prepare dishes for state banquets.

"I'll teach you how to cook once you can."

Yang Bai chuckled. Qiao Manman could even cut her hand while chopping vegetables, yet she wanted to learn how to make dipping sauces.

He estimated that if he tried it in private, all ten of his fingers would be cut by the knife.