Chapter 539: Astonishing Harvest

Wu An and a few others wildly pulled tuna for over an hour.

Besides tuna, ghosthead knives occasionally joined the fun.

Wu An and his crew pulled so wildly that, aside from sore backs, it wasn't too hard; the real strain was on Fu Yongning, who had to deal with the ghosthead knives and also properly handle the tuna.

After all, that single fish was worth about ten thousand bucks; a normal trawling operation with bad luck wouldn't earn that much.

Gradually.

The flying fish school calmed down.

Wu An found that even if he added a Luck Boost to the trawler, the flying fish no longer swarmed as they had at first; without the dense flock, everyone's catch efficiency dropped sharply.

They had to wait a while before any catches.

Wu An mused that since they had hauled up all the tuna, the flying fish no longer faced a hunting threat, so they naturally stopped frantically darting across the surface as before.

Without the manufactured "excitement," the passion for tuna hunting also waned.

It's a vicious cycle.

Wu An had no solution either.

Moreover, he quietly let out a sigh of relief.

That's about it.

If he kept fishing like this, his back would give out.

Getting his back injured for this little money wouldn't be worth it.

After all.

If his back fails, it would affect a lifetime of happiness.

Lao Fu Tou saw that no one had caught fish for a long while and quickly asked, "It's been almost three hours since we lowered the net; should we haul it up?"

Everyone looked at each other.

A Qing shook his head, "Let's wait; what if we catch something else."

Mei Wu added, "I'd like to wait too."

The Fan family brothers said nothing, their fishing rods held firm, and they had no intention of reeling in.

Fu Yongning had no time to speak; he was still busy handling the tuna and sending it to the cold storage, and he was grateful for the crane's help, otherwise he couldn't manage such intense work alone.

Since no one could haul up tuna, it turned out to be a good thing for him.

They waited a while.

Everyone actually got catches, but they hauled up ghosthead knives; A Qing pulled up a large Sea Bass weighing about thirty jin, and he slapped the Sea Bass a few times in anger.

He cursed, "Let you bite the bait, let you…".

"Looking for death, huh!"

"Today I'll eat you, you little brat."

The Sea Bass thrashed about, its fate unknown, probably quite upset by A Qing's anger.

Seeing that several rods still hadn't brought up tuna, and although ghosthead knives were sizable, they weren't as valuable as tuna, Fu Yongning told them to clear the deck's catch.

If they didn't handle it soon, the catch on the deck would be lost.

The deck now resembled a mess.

Flying fish, Chunzi, Mei Tong, Small Yellow Fish, and a jumble of assorted fish were mixed together.

They had planned to sort by size, but now they couldn't even bother.

Fu Yongning, seeing A Qing and the others still fussing over fine sorting, hurriedly shouted, "Just separate the different species of catch."

Wu An was still fishing.

It wasn't an obsession; the fishing rod still had 1 point of Luck Value left.

Not using it made him feel a bit uneasy.

No one urged him.

Just kidding.

Urging the boss to work?

Even A Qing wouldn't be that clueless.

While waiting, Wu An couldn't help but yawn; suddenly the rod tip sank, and a fish was hooked.

He jerked it up sharply.

It didn't rise.

Wu An's face lit up, indicating he'd hooked a big one.

What a catch.

The final rod turned out to be a surprise; Wu An quickly mounted it on the rack. Though this left little fishing fun in the process, he wasn't after pure enjoyment.

Making money comes first!

Moreover.

It's like opening a blind box.

Waiting for the fish to be hauled up is still quite interesting.

Not long after.

A Bigeye Tuna was pulled up.

It weighed about two hundred jin; among Bigeye Tuna, it was a clumsy giant—few of the previously caught Bigeyes matched its size.

Fu Yongning came over to handle it, saying, "What a huge Bigeye."

Wu An said, "I thought it was a Bluefin, but it turned out to be a Bigeye."

Fu Yongning smiled, "Not bad; at least Bigeye is pricier than Yellowfin."

The body length of bigeye tuna is usually between 1.5 and 2 meters, and its weight can reach up to about 300 catties at most.

Yellowfin tuna, however, can grow even larger.

As the top-tier variety among tunas, bluefin tuna naturally has the largest size and the highest price, truly deserving the title of 'big brother'.

Wu An nodded.

He still felt a bit regretful; despite hauling up so many tuna, only he had managed to bring up a single bluefin.

He really cheated, and also had a stroke of damn luck.

Looking back, everyone was frantically grabbing fish, so he quickly joined the fray.

It was already past eleven in the morning; the sun was blazing enough to scorch a person, and the deck was exposed to the sun from all directions. If it weren't for Fu Yongning spraying seawater, they would have lost a lot of the catch.

Seeing a cleared area, Lao Fu Tou quickly shouted to haul in the net.

From lowering the net after eight o'clock until noon, it had been in the water for over three hours—arguably the longest single haul. Lao Fu Tou worried it might not come up, but fortunately it did without incident.

After pulling it up, Fu Yongning found several tears in the net, but fortunately the net bag hadn't ripped completely.

They replaced it with a new trawl net and lowered it again.

The catch hauled up was nothing special, still mainly small yellow fish; there were more spring fish than before, while Mei Tong remained as scarce as ever.

Fu Yongning also finished processing the ghost-head knife fish and tuna, then went to find Wu An to report: 'A An, there are 105 ghost-head knife fish in total, weighing about 2000 catties.'

Wu An nodded; the ghost-head knife fish, aside from being pretty, is basically worthless—selling for over twenty cash per catty, so two thousand catties would only bring in forty to fifty thousand cash, roughly equal to the value of one net's haul.

To be honest.

He really doesn't think much of it now.

Fu Yongning continued: 'There are 45 bigeye tuna, 32 yellowfin tuna, and 1 bluefin tuna.'

'I estimate it's about six or seven thousand catties.'

Saying this, he could hardly hide his excitement; if he weren't getting on in years, he would almost want to jump for joy.

He looked at A Qing.

A Qing happened to look over as well, blinking his eyes: 'What are you looking at?'

Fu Yongning asked: 'Aren't you excited about six or seven thousand catties of tuna?'

A Qing scratched his head, looking at Wu An: 'Brother, do I need to get excited?'

Wu An chuckled: 'If we estimate conservatively, we could sell for several hundred thousand.'

'Huh?' A Qing yelled excitedly, flailing his arms and legs as he twisted into the weird 'Subject Three' dance Wu An had taught him, then shouted in shock: 'We've been fishing for just over an hour and we're making several hundred thousand?'

Wu An nodded.

Not to mention A Qing, he himself was also somewhat excited.

Everyone was also very happy; Fu Yongning, Fan Dali, and Fan Xiao Zhu each received a one-percent commission, so from this tuna they could each get tens of thousands of cash.

In just over an hour, they made several thousand!

Good heavens!

Such a divine job actually fell upon them!