Chapter 119: Compared to Wu An, it's nothing

On the other side.

Zhen Dong Shuizha was still crowded, with anglers sitting in rows.

From time to time an angler hauled up a big fish, drawing a crowd; Lin Hu had decent luck, catching several groupers, big and small, making the surrounding anglers envy him.

Seeing it was getting late, Lin Hu shouldered the fish bag and walked to his vehicle, took a detour, then rode straight to the town market.

He definitely couldn't bring the groupers home.

Even if he brought them home, the tigress at home wouldn't let him cook them.

He planned to sell the groupers and buy a sea bass to take home, steam it, and eat it—actually the taste is about the same.

Just arriving at the market, many people saw him carrying so many groupers, and even strangers greeted him and chatted a bit.

Lin Hu wasn't in a rush to sell; instead he asked about prices, intending to wait for a better offer.

He turned around and happened to see Wu An approaching on a motorcycle; he smiled smugly and went to meet him.

Wu An also saw Lin Hu; their eyes met, and he immediately looked away—last time they'd had an unpleasant incident on the mudflat, so they were no longer on greeting terms.

There's no need to maintain a superficial relationship with someone like him.

A Qing also noticed Lin Hu and whispered, 'Brother, there are quite a few fish in his fish bag; they look like groupers.'

He's just showing off by wandering around the market.

Wu An nodded.

Lin Hu may not say much, but he's still skilled at fishing.

These years, Lin Hu has made a living by fishing; he's basically a 'professional angler.'

At that moment.

Gao Qiangqi came over with A Jin, smiling and greeting, 'You've been out at sea so long—how many fish did you catch?'

He was still looking forward to it.

This trip lasted several hours; based on his understanding of Wu An, the haul was probably not bad.

A Qing lowered a bucket of mixed fish from the vehicle, shook his head, and said, 'We didn't catch much—just this bucket.'

Gao Qiangqi glanced down: 'All miscellaneous fish.'

'How come they're all so small?'

'Well…'

He didn't know what to say; these mixed fish wouldn't fetch much money.

Wu An said, 'We won't sell these; I'll bring them home later.'

Though the mixed fish look unimpressive and don't sell for much, they taste just as good when cooked—great for soup or frying.

Especially the smaller ones; the meat is fresh, sweet, and tender.

Wu An actually likes eating these small fish; they basically have no bones, one bite each.

Gao Qiangqi nodded and said, 'That's fine.'

To the side.

Lin Hu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A Qing turned his head and glared; though he said nothing, his eyes clearly said, 'What the hell are you laughing at?'

Lin Hu waved his hand, smiling, and said, 'Don't misunderstand.'

'I mean no harm… cough, A An, did you guys still go out to sea by boat?'

Wu An nodded.

Lin Hu saw Wu An not speaking, wasn't angry, and continued, 'Chartering a boat for a trip isn't cheap, right? Probably two or three hundred?'

Wu An: 'About right.'

Although it's not exactly a charter, he paid for the fuel; the round trip takes nearly two hours, the fishing boat consumes a lot of fuel, so the fuel cost isn't cheap.

Setting aside labor and time, fuel costs are one of the biggest expenses of going out to sea.

However, he remembered that offshore work comes with subsidies.

When he gets back he'll ask Father about it; regardless, any subsidies or benefits must be properly implemented.

Put bluntly, he might spend the whole year busy just to earn a bit from subsidies.

Lin Hu turned, lifted the fish bag on his back, and said solemnly, 'I think you're just a bit lucky and getting carried away.'

'Is sea fishing something you can just do casually?'

'Even I wouldn't dare try it lightly; only a hotheaded rookie like you, who knows nothing, would mess around.'

Wu An cut him off: 'You got something?'

Lin Hu blinked: 'No.'

Wu An waved his hand: 'If there's nothing, hurry up and sell the fish; they're already dead—if you don't move fast, they'll rot in your hands.'

Lin Hu flared up: 'Who are you cursing?'

'These are just caught, still fresh.'

'I'm speaking from experience, trying to help you out.'

He drew out the tone, teasing: 'Oh, you're just envious and jealous of me, right?'

Wu An snorted lazily, too bothered to deal with him.

Gao Qiangqi glanced at Lin Hu.

Wu An explained, 'He's just from one village; no need to mind him.'

Only then did Gao Qiangqi refrain from saying anything.

A Qing spat toward the direction Lin Hu was standing, brought down a box from the carriage, and asked, 'Boss Gao, do you take General's Hats?'

Gao Qiangqi squinted at it: 'General's Hat? Sure, we take them.'

Now is the time to eat this, and a few restaurant owners in the county are asking me for it.

Yo, this is big and plump, the quality is pretty good.

A Qing moved another crate down and said, "We got quite a lot this time, several hundred jin."

Gao Qiangqi was startled, walked to the front of the carriage and saw one crate after another of General's Hat, his face full of shock; he even wondered if the three had gone to get them from someone's farm.

But he quickly realized that this thing is not farmed at all.

It's similar to Sea snail, mainly found on uninhabited islands, occasionally obtained by fishermen; some places don't eat it, but it's quite popular here.

Lin Hu also walked over, and people just stared dumbfounded.

How much do we have to sell all these General's Hats for?

There aren't many people in the Market, but when they heard about General's Hat, they gathered to look; someone immediately grabbed it and said, "The meat of this General's Hat is so fatty."

Haven't seen this good stuff for several days.

"Boss Gao, how much is it sold for?"

"Give me two jin."

"I also want two jin."

"Hey hey hey, why the rush? There's so much, everyone gets a share."

"Just now I feel like eating stewed chicken."

"Yo, it's edible; I like to stew pork knuckles with this,"

"Stewed soup is also good."

Everyone chatted noisily, showing how popular the General's Hat was.

This thing exists on many uninhabited islands, but as the saying goes, uninhabited islands aren't easy to reach; precisely because of that, the price of General's Hat is much higher than ordinary Sea snail or Spicy Snail.

Gao Qiangqi said cheerfully, "One jin 25."

"A Jin, why are you still staring? Bring the scale and plastic bags."

A Jin hurried to fetch them, and started selling at the Market Gate entrance; the downside was that at this time the Market had little business, otherwise it would have caused a jam.

In total sold sixty jin, got 1500.

A Qing took a basin filled with change, so happy he couldn't close his mouth.

Lin Hu stood nearby, watching with intense jealousy.

His Grouper also benefited from the crowd brought by the General's Hat and was completely sold, fetching a total of one thousand, which was actually pretty good.

What was earned that day was about the same as a regular worker's one week of work.

But compared with Wu An, it's nothing.

Sixty jin of General's Hat is only three crates, and there are still many crates in the carriage that haven't been moved out.

A Qing turned his head and exclaimed, "Lin Hu, your face…"

Lin Hu asked, "What is it?"

A Qing: "Your face is twisted."

Wu An laughed heartily, "Jealousy makes one's face completely unrecognizable."