Chapter 357: A Drag‑Net Boat Made a Profit

Wu An got the order.

He scanned it twice.

The Dragon Fish cost 170,000, with a ten‑point commission, so he earned 153,000 yuan.

The Nine-section Shrimp and Large Yellow Fish naturally took the lion's share.

Live Nine-section Shrimp weighed 230 jin, chilled Nine-section Shrimp 2,600 jin; together that's close to 400,000.

The Large Yellow Fish needs no introduction—the biggest one sold for 220,000; such a massive fish is rare, essentially a sky‑high price.

Gao Qiangqi puffed on his cigarette, muttering that Large Yellow Fish are truly hard to find now; the usual ones are tiny, basically small "Large Yellow Fish," and even two‑ or three‑jin specimens are rare.

It's also because the market's been short on good stock lately that Wu An could fetch a good price.

The market keeps changing; next time there might be plenty of Large Yellow Fish and the price will drop.

Seafood is a matter of luck and season; unless it's ordinary seafood or dried goods, you can only enjoy fresh catch when the sea opens.

In the end, the Large Yellow Fish sold for a total of 750,000.

Other assorted fish such as spring fish, true bream, yellow‑footed cured meat, sea bass, etc., added up to a few hundred jin and were worth several tens of thousands of yuan.

Pipi shrimp, Orchid Crab, green crab—these crustaceans aren't cheap either; especially the little green dragon, which costs over a hundred yuan per jin, totaling 89,500 yuan.

Wu An flipped through several pages before finishing the order, and the final total read 1,443,000 yuan.

Including yesterday's 390,000.

Two days and two nights, over forty hours of hustle, earned more than 1,830,000 yuan.

Wu An ran his hand over the order, feeling elated.

With income like this, the hardship is worth it.

"As for the money, it'll be in the account first thing tomorrow; the Dragon Fish and Large Yellow Fish have commissions, so I'll pay you 1,741,000."

"Alright, damn, it's already almost ten o'clock." Wu An glanced at the time and couldn't help but yawn.

The two of them went out.

At the dock they picked up A Qing and Lao Fu Tou, then headed straight for the hotel.

At this hour the hotel wasn't crowded; the private rooms were filled with the sounds of drinking and bragging, the dishes barely touched, yet the chatter could go on all night.

"Listen to me… listen to me…"

"Let me tell you, I'll put it this way…"

"I'm not bragging… it's just the fact, you know?"

"Really…"

"You speak first…"

"Buddy, I'm not drunk, really not much…"

Then.

When the door opened, a group of greasy men leaned on the wall and staggered out.

Wu An and the others entered the private room.

The wine and dishes were already on the table; they sat down and ate.

None of them were outsiders; anyone who wanted a drink could have one, and no one urged anyone else. If you didn't want to drink, you could eat the dishes; they were starving. Earlier Gao Qiangqi had a table where they only drank, barely touched the food, and from noon until now his stomach was still essentially empty.

That's how you make money.

Being busy is good.

After eating and drinking, they left the restaurant, got into the car, and it was already 11 p. m.

The car was arranged by Gao Qiangqi.

Every time he goes out to sea, he reserves plenty of seafood for his own crew; this time was no exception—some Nine-section Shrimp, Large Yellow Fish, little green dragon were all set aside.

Lao Fu Tou didn't want any; he's a solitary man.

From his own family, Meijia, A Qing, of course Gu Anran's share couldn't be missed; without a car they really couldn't move. Wu An greeted the driver: "Thanks for the trouble late at night."

Driver: "You're welcome, An‑ge."

Wu An leaned back, exhausted and weary, the alcohol rushing up in waves; with his eyes closed he felt as if he were being tossed by a raging sea.

First, they dropped A Qing off at home.

He intended to leave quietly, but Li Juan was waiting at the doorway, arms crossed. He rolled down the window to greet her, and Li Juan smiled, asking, "A An, are we off tomorrow?"

Wu An shook his head: "No break, but if we go early tomorrow we should be back early."

After a few words, he rolled the window up and headed home.

The house was still brightly lit; Father and sister‑in‑law were still awake, while older brother had already gone to sleep. As Wu An stepped into the courtyard, he heard his brother's snore.

He's been exhausted these two days.

Sister‑in‑law, smiling, asked, "You've been exhausted these two days, huh? You're reeking of alcohol, still drinking… have you eaten enough?"

Wu An got out of the car and quickly replied, "It's fine, it's fine, I've eaten."

Wu Yingwei helped unload the seafood from the car: "Why bring so much back again?"

"From our family, sister‑in‑law's family, and Gu Anran's family; we'll also send some to Lao Meng later." Wu An paused, then said, "You and Lao Meng should eat more of this Nine-section Shrimp."

Wu Yingwei stared, "One bite at a time, Lao Meng, you should call him Uncle Meng."

"I've been calling him that since I was a kid," Wu An replied offhand. "Sister‑in‑law, the money from these two days' work will be in the account tomorrow; the money for older brother and A Wu Ge will be split after I go out to sea tomorrow and return."

"The final account is out: a total of 1,741,000."

Wu Yingwei and Mei Yueqin both looked up at once.

How much… how many?

Heaven!

"Why so much?"

One hundred seventy... seventy-plus ten thousand?

You... you...

Wu An hehe laughed: "Dad, sister-in-law, collect, collect, you guys keep it down, shouting like that counts as disturbing the peace."

It's no wonder the family was so shocked; upon hearing this income, he also felt like waving his fists to vent his excitement, and after two days of busy work, he even managed to get a Trawler.

Mei Yueqin quickly covered her mouth.

Wu Yingwei puffed hard on his cigarette, one puff after another.

Mei Yueqin asked: "Will we go out to sea tomorrow?"

Wu Yingwei reminded: "The weather forecast says the weather will change."

Wu An nodded: "Mm, Lao Fu also said that tomorrow's weather should be okay."

Putting things down, Wu An didn't linger at home, hurried back to Lao Wu, freshened up, lay on the bed, seeing that it would be 12 o'clock soon, he simply waited for the Luck Value to come out before sleeping.

Playing with his phone, after returning to the dock, he and Gu Anran had been chatting on and off; he glanced at the chat history and sent another message.

I thought Gu Anran had fallen asleep, but unexpectedly she hadn't closed the chat page and sent a message.

Why aren't you asleep yet?

Waiting for your message.

I'm lying in bed, hurry up and sleep.

Mm, you should also sleep early; will we go out to sea tomorrow?

Chatting.

12 o'clock arrived.

Wu An hurried to check the system.

Luck Value 488 (188)

He let out a breath of relief.

This Luck Value is okay.

First go collect the Adhesive Net, then deploy it, then collect the Crab Pot, then deploy it, then collect the Adhesive Net again; if all goes smoothly, busy until afternoon we can return to port, and surely be home before dark.

Wu An shook his head, not daring to set another flag.

Right, tomorrow... oh, it's departing at 5:30 a. m. today.

Then hurry up and sleep.

Good night.

Good night.

Wu An set the alarm, set several in a row, afraid he wouldn't wake up, tossed his phone aside, before he could indulge in random thoughts, sleepiness suddenly hit.

After waking up, he heard Gu Anran's voice, a bit faint, soft and gentle, as if calling him.

This dream... is really beautiful.

In a daze, he opened his eyes and saw Gu Anran's better-looking face; Wu An mumbled, instinctively reaching out to directly embrace Gu Anran, then held her tightly, kneading, and his hands began to wander.

After all, it's in a dream.

He does whatever feels good.

Then, he heard Gu Anran's cry of pain.

Wait a moment.

Not a dream?

Wu An widened his eyes, looking at Gu Anran tangled with him on the bed, that pinching hand unconsciously pinched again.

The sensation was real.

Gu Anran's reaction was also real.

She raised her right hand, made a small fist, and hammered his chest: "What are you doing? It hurts me to death."

Wu An hehe laughed.

Being punched in the chest by Gu Anran's fist didn't hurt; it even felt a bit good.

As everyone knows.

Such a little fist, no man can withstand.

How did you come here?

I... came to call you to get up, and also to see you.

Missed me?

Mm...

I also miss you...

If you want to, just think about it, don't randomly kiss... uh..." Gu Anran braced her hands on Wu An, trying with all her might to dodge, but the bed is only so big, she can't escape...

Kekeke~~~

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