Lu Wuyai said, "How will you repay me?"

Seeing that his tone had softened, Wang Dongliang immediately perked up: "I'll give you a gift, I'll give you money, or you can say, Brother Yang, you can name any conditions you want, and I'll do my best."

Lu Wuyai pointed to the yacht he was driving and said, "My condition is that you give me the boat, okay?"

"A draft? That's really greedy." Upon hearing this, Wang Dongliang couldn't control his temper and immediately flew into a rage.

Just as he was about to get angry, Wang Erjun reached out from behind and slapped him on the butt: "Playing the grandson, Brother Liang, playing the grandson."

When those around him reminded him, Wang Dongliang calmed down and could only swallow his anger, continuing to apologize: "This is not good, Brother Yang. My dad spent 800,000 to buy this boat. If I give it to you, my father will beat him to death. My son."

"Anyway, it wasn't my son who died, so why should I care?" Lu Wuyai rolled his eyes dismissively.

Wang Dongliang rolled his eyes, indignant that someone would dare to speak up.

Lu Wuyai thought for a moment and said, "How about this, the outboard motor at the back of your boat is fine. I'll help you get the rope, and you can give me the outboard motor."

He already knew about this open-bow boat. The price of 800,000 yuan that Wang Dongliang mentioned was true, because it was equipped with two Suzuki four-stroke engines, each with 150 horsepower, which cost 80,000 yuan just. The electrical system was worth 160,000 yuan.

Both engines, one internal and one plug-in, feature galvanized reinforced aluminum alloy casings, and are characterized by quick start-up, low fuel consumption, low noise, stable performance, and strong power.

Wang Dongliang's eyes widened, wanting to refuse, but Wang Erjun pinched his butt and whispered, "Brother Liang, this is a matter of removing the cage. Anyway, this ship has an internal combustion engine in addition to the external engine, so removing one is no problem."

At this moment, Wang Dongliang had lost his mind. After hearing the reasoning of those around him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's do it this way."

"Then take the external equipment off and put it on my boat, otherwise I'm not doing this."

Wang Dongliang suppressed his anger: "Fine, I'll do as you say."

One rope after another was pulled upwards. Wang Dongliang and the other two used all their strength to pull the cage up, but when they pulled it up, one was empty, another was empty, and they were all empty.

Lu Wuyai leisurely rowed the small boat back, driving the brand-new outboard motor: "Goodbye, Brother Liang, thank you for the outboard motor, I like it very much."

Looking at the empty cage, Wang Dalong's legs went weak: "Brother Liang, why is this happening? How can there be no fish?"

Wang Dongliang cried out with a mournful face, "It must be Lu Wuyai who messed up the dog skin plaster. Go to hell, Ao Muyang. Let me tell you, you're in trouble this time, you're in trouble. Just wait, just wait, and see how our village deals with you."

Lu Wuyai did not answer. His voice returned after the wooden boat had been rowing for a long time: "Waiting for you."

His tone was languid, emphasizing ease, yet carrying an indescribable arrogance.

Wang Dongliang jumped up in anger: "You're arrogant, you're arrogant! You dare to cut our ropes, you dare to unload my boat, just you wait and see!"

"Brother Da Long, don't jump! Forget about it, let's figure out how to deal with Brother Long first. He specifically mentioned these climbers; what if there are no fish?"

Wang Dongliang burst into tears on the yacht: "I'm paralyzed."

By this time, it was already a half moon. By the moonlight, Lu Wuyai looked at the large glass bottle on the boat, which contained stone barbs.

This fish is rare, with delicious flesh and medicinal value. Like the golden eel, it is a treasure of Ambergris Lake.

There were more than 20 fish in several bottles, some of which were females with swollen bellies, indicating they were about to lay eggs.

Lu Wuyai wouldn't eat them, nor would he release them here. Wangjia Village was too heartless; they even used cages to deal with them and put them in the lake, fearing they would be caught again.

He took the fish home, picked out the four fattest males for dinner, fed the rest of the fish with steam from the Jin Dan water, and kept them in a large fish tank.

He placed many pebbles at the bottom of the large fish tank. As soon as the stone crawler entered, it immediately began rubbing against the stones, its body brimming with energy.

Lu Wuyai said regretfully, "Unfortunately, those grubs are not used today."

Lu Wuyai laughed and said, "This is not a regret, today is a surprise. We have rock reptiles to eat. Take some grubs, they won't die for a while. I'll take you fishing tomorrow or the day after."

Lu Wuyai said expectantly, "Next time, earn enough for a hull, and then you can build a yacht using outboard motors."

Lu Wuyai smiled and said that he planned to install this kind of outboard motor on the fishing boat at sea. The fishing boat was old and the engine power was insufficient.

He cooked a pot of rice, then opened the refrigerator and took out bamboo shoots and fatty pork that he had just bought from town.

Pork is used for refining oil. He lit a large fire, cut the fatty pork into strips, poured a little peanut oil into the pot as a base, and then threw the pork strips in to fry.

Smoke and aroma rose from the pan. The snow-white, fatty pork was quickly fried until it turned golden brown, with a bit of fat being extracted and the pork strips beginning to thin out.

Looking at the pork strips floating in the boiling oil, Lu Wuyai sighed, "Ah, if only I could lose weight this quickly."

Lu Wuyai glanced at her slender waist, which was difficult to grasp, and stiffened slightly as a sign of respect.

Some things are better left unseen. He picked up his knife and began to deal with the four stone crawlers. 'Shusha' used a few strokes of the knife to cut the fish into pieces, cleaned it, and then filled a pot with water and brought it to a boil. Once the water boiled, he added white wine and salt, and finally put the fish in.

The fish meat was very tender, and Lu Wuyai turned off the heat as soon as it was cooked. Boiling water was enough to cook the fish, but too much heat would make the meat fall apart.

After taking the fish out and draining the water, he used a spatula to grind the fatty pork in the pot, further crushing the oil until only the cracklings remained.

Separate the cracklings from the oil, and a bowl of fragrant cracklings comes out of the oven, along with a small pot of lard.

The smell of pork cracklings was so enticing that the little count (dog) swallowed hard, drooling. He dared not speak. If he did, saliva would drip down his face...

Lu Wuyai picked out several large pieces of specially fried pork cracklings and placed them by the window to cool. He divided the rest into three portions: one portion was sprinkled with salt and pepper and cumin while still hot, and the other two portions were used for stir-frying.

He promised to treat his guests to dinner that night, and soon after nightfall, people came to the courtyard.

Lu's son then understood why so much juice had been squeezed out at noon, so he took it out and helped him greet the neighbors.

Gu Yuxin was very frustrated and went into the kitchen to mourn: "Ms. Lu has become your wife. She treats you like her own home."

Lu Wuyai snorted: "Don't talk nonsense. Teacher Lu and I are just friends."

"Look at the people she's greeting outside; they're called friends," Gu Yuxin said indignantly.

Lu Wuyai said, "That's called good manners. She was just thanking me for treating her to a meal, and it's a matter of returning the favor. Now she's even helping me greet my neighbors."

Gu Yuxin pondered for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, it's impossible for Mr. Lu to like you."

Wang Ming said, "Mr. Lu looks down on you even more now, so don't worry. One day, Uncle Yang will come back to be your wife, and I will go to Hongyang to find a blind woman."

Li Fu was so noble he wanted to punch someone: "Little Niu, don't run away, or I'll beat the shit out of you and count your intestines clean today."

Now, we'll eat one portion of pork cracklings, and use the other two portions to make stir-fried pork cracklings with dried chili peppers and stewed pork cracklings with cabbage and tofu. There are three ways to eat it, and three different flavors.

This was different from when he entertained Lu Hu. This time, Lu Wuyai cooked quickly and with great flavor. The dishes were made with a variety of large ingredients, including fish and meat. The indigenous residents loved it.

Braised pork ribs, stir-fried pork tenderloin, beef shank with green peppers, braised beef, roast chicken, various shellfish and offal, salt and pepper shrimp, scrambled eggs with shrimp paste, etc., and soon a table full of dishes were packed up.

Song Qiumin delivered some vegetables, and Lu Wuyai made a few more. The neighbors were amazed by his skillful craftsmanship.

The last one is making stone-crushed fish, and he needs to put a lot of effort into that.

He heated the lard in a pot until it reached 60% of its maximum temperature. He then added scallions and ginger slices and stir-fried them until fragrant. Next, he added the fish pieces, cooking wine, and a spoonful of white wine, covered the pot, and simmered for a little over a minute.

When the aroma wafted from the pot, he lifted the lid and added salt, bamboo shoots, and water. He first brought it to a boil over high heat, then simmered it over low heat. After simmering for 15 minutes, he turned the heat up to high to reduce the sauce.

Once the broth has thickened, he drizzles some rendered pork fat on top, puts it in the pot, sprinkles on some white pepper powder and a handful of chopped cilantro, and the dish is done.

When Lu Wuyai served the fruit, the neighbors who were drinking chilled juice all laughed:

“Hey, Stone Raft, I’ve never seen this method before. This is a real treat; I haven’t had this kind of fish in ages.” “Me too. The local village of Margobivan takes over the lake, so I have nowhere to cast my net.”

Lu Wuyai took out one of the two bottles of liquor that Lu Luo had given him. He kept one for himself to entertain Lu Luo later, and this large bottle was to be given to the neighbors tonight.

Fishermen spend long hours at sea, so their bodies are full of water. Therefore, both men and women can drink a few sips of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and can taste its flavor.

The sake that Land Rover sent was really good. When the sake was poured out, someone smelled it and sighed, "Fuck you, Su Xi, where did this sake come from? Good sake."

"Drink a lot of good wine." Lu Wuyai said with a smile, "I already have enough beer and baijiu here."

Lu Zhizi didn't drink, so Lu Wuyai served her a small bowl of rice first.

He saw the female teacher roll her eyes at him and say, "I'm afraid I'll eat too much food."

Lu Wuyai pointed to the stonefish in the thick soup and said, "You can try this dish with rice."

After pouring the drinks, five or six people gathered around a large round table under the swan tree and began to drink.

Lu Zhizi took a piece of fish, dipped it in the fish soup, placed it on the snow-white rice, and took a bite.

The fish meat is thick and boneless, tender and juicy without being greasy. It has a chewy texture and a refreshing aroma.

Even more delicious is the soup. Through various methods of extraction, this soup has become infused with clam juices. It's white, milky, and slightly thick. It has aromas of wine and a spicy, peppery flavor. It's incredibly delicious with rice.

Lu Zhizi grinned, and the little count (dog) swallowed a mouthful. Ou Muyang took out a few pieces of oil residue that had been cooled by the sea breeze, and the little count (dog) immediately became hungry and wanted to eat them.

Everyone enjoyed the meal, especially the rock clam. Although each person only had a few chopsticks, it was incredibly delicious, and the neighbors all raved about it.

At the same time, they were also puzzled and asked Lu Wuyai why he always reaped so much harvest when he went to sea or lake. They worked hard every day, but always returned empty-handed.

Lu Wuyai smiled but didn't say anything more. He became wary. It seemed the indigenous people had noticed his unusual fishing ability and were beginning to suspect his even more unusual luck.

He must find a way to solve this problem.

But this problem couldn't be solved in a short time, so Lu Wuyai didn't rush into the water. For the next week, he mainly took care of the lobsters, nautiluses, eels, and stone crawlers, and occasionally went to the sea to check on the large yellow croakers.

At the end of June, he received a phone call from someone who directly asked him if he had any antique desks and if he was interested in selling them.

Lu Wuyai was puzzled; he didn't own any antique desk. Where had the other person gotten this information from?

At first, he thought the caller had dialed the wrong number. The antique dealer described the antique desk's appearance and then told him that a female secretary named Lu had given him information about the desk.

Only then did Lu Wuyai realize that this person hadn't dialed the wrong number; he was genuinely looking for him. His target was the ironwood desk that Old Sun's cook had brought back.

The antique dealer added him on QQ and asked him to take some photos and send a video. After a while, the dealer replied: "Yes, according to the agreed price, 1 million is acceptable."

Li Muyang's eyes widened. One million. How was this price determined? He hadn't said a word, and the other party had simply thrown down one million US dollars. Could this be another scam?

The antique dealer asked directly, "Sir, your secretary has already discussed it with me, so you won't go back on your word."

This table, bought for 2,000 yuan, was sold for 1 million yuan. If Lu Wuyai regrets it, then he's truly gone mad.

He fully agreed and immediately asked the other party how the transaction would proceed.

The antique dealer pondered for a moment and said, "I'm in Hongyang, which is quite far from where you are. How about this, you move your desk to the Hongyang Island trading post, and I'll have someone take you to my shop."

Lu Wuyai rejected the proposal. He had to be careful; the table was worth millions, and the safest outcome was that the antique dealer would bring the money to Coconut Grove Village.

After some haggling, both parties finally decided to choose the Hongyang Island trading post as the transaction location. Lu Wuyai still had to move the desk there, but there was no need to send it to the antique shop.

A million is a huge sum of money, but Lu Wuyai is willing to take the risk to come here.

He brought Gu Yuxin, Tang Congyang, and Li Mupeng with him. Even if there were any shady dealings, at least his side wouldn't be at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

The workbench was lifted onto the speedboat, where Lu Wuyai had already installed the external machinery. The speedboat now had more horsepower than the iron boat and ran much faster.

Gu Yuxin stroked the dilapidated speedboat, her face full of longing: "When will I be able to own a boat like this? When I do, I'll add a few more seats to it, and then I'm sure I can make money by using it to attract customers."

Lu Wuyai laughed and said, "Brothers, do a good job. In the future, if you buy a luxury yacht and dock it at the island's trade port, when someone asks you about the ticket price, you should say, 'Sorry, this is a private yacht.'"

Everyone laughed, and then they all agreed: "This dream was pretty good."

The speedboat shortened the time to Hongyang, and after 50 minutes on the sea, I saw the magnificent Hongyang Port.

The antique dealer's name was Cheng Deming. He was a small old man in his fifties. His silver hair was neatly combed. He wore a Zhongshan suit and a pair of old cloth shoes. He looked like an old intellectual.

Lu Wuyai led his men to lift the desk up. Cheng Deming and a middle-aged man who brought him examined it carefully. They first used a magnifying glass to observe it, then took pictures and made phone calls, and finally took out a small machine to measure it.

The identification process lasted for an hour. Cheng Deming whispered a few words to the middle-aged man and then came to find Lu Wuyai.

Lu Wuyai asked, "Mr. Zheng, is my antique ironwood table alright?"

Cheng Deming was taken aback and said, "An antique ironwood table. No, you are not an ironwood table; you don't know its true identity."

Lu Wuyai was also stunned. Wasn't this an ironwood table or something? His grandson had described the table's materials to them, saying it was an ironwood table. He had always thought it was an ironwood table.

Cheng Deming continued, "Your secretary knows the materials used on this table, so why don't you?"

Lu Wuyai regretted it. He should have brought Lu Wuyai by his side sooner. At least he should have talked to Lu Wuyai first and found out what exactly happened to that desk.

But you can't blame him. When he learned that the table was worth a million, he was overjoyed and rushed over because he was eager to close the deal.

Seeing that Cheng Deming suspected him, Lu Wuyai immediately had an idea. He smiled wryly and said, "To be honest, Mr. Cheng, it wasn't my secretary who called you, it was my wife. However, our relationship isn't very good. This is something passed down from our ancestors, and I really don't know much about it..."

Cheng Deming remarked with a sigh, "Well, you're a good match, young man. But I can't blame your poor eyesight. The quality of this table is beyond the comprehension of most people; it's incredibly rare. It's made of ebony. Of course, it's not rosewood." Ebony, however, is a rather somber wood.

The somber wood, buried in ancient riverbeds and other low-lying areas by earthquakes, floods, and mudslides, has survived for tens of millions of years under anaerobic and high-pressure conditions, thanks to the action of bacteria and other microorganisms. It is a material formed during the carbonization process.

This type of wood is also known as "carbonized wood," possessing both the elegance of wood and the charm of stone, and is also called "Oriental sacred wood" and "plant mummy."

No wonder this table is worth millions of RMB. Lu Wuyai couldn't understand it at the time, because ironwood isn't very valuable.

Prior to this, he believed the table's value lay in its history; it was an antique. However, the table's style was quite ordinary, lacking any patterns or carvings, and it didn't possess any antique charm.

Now everything is clear: the value of this desk lies in its material. In a certain ancient dynasty on a certain island, driftwood was regarded as a treasure, and there was even a saying that "half a square of ebony in the house is better than a box of treasures."

After verifying the table's authenticity, Cheng Deming happily transferred 1 million RMB to his account. Just like that, Lu Wuyai's account suddenly reached seven figures.

Before leaving, Cheng Deming gave him a business card and said, "Mr. Li, if you have any family heirlooms that you want to sell in the future, please remember to contact me. Also, take good care of your girlfriend; she's an amazing girl."

Lu Wuyai also wants to cherish Lu Wuyai, but he may not be willing to let him cherish him properly.

Without a doubt, this was orchestrated by Lu Wuyai. Last time, when she asked herself if she should sell the table, she replied that she would sell it if the price was right, and then Lu Wuyai found her a big client.

Looking ahead, Lu Wuyai probably recognized the table when Old Sun's young cook first saw it, but because she was also interested in the table, he mistakenly thought she had seen it too. Because of its status as an office desk, he bought it for him.

In this matter, Lu Zhizi demonstrated many things: vision, reaction, skills, and information channels, all of which were outstanding.

Most importantly, it was her mindset. One million yuan was a huge sum in Lu Wuyai's eyes, but he clearly hadn't noticed. Consider this: the watch she wore was worth over 600,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lu Wuyai could no longer be happy. He realized that after this incident, the gap between himself and Lu Wuyai had widened even further; he didn't even know Lu Wuyai's identity and background.

Perhaps, as he advised Gu Yuxin, people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait stand on the same land, but are not from the same world...

Gu Yuxin and the others didn't know how much the table had sold for. The transaction was conducted privately, and after it was completed, they gathered around to ask.

"The table is sold. What was the price?"

"Brother Yang, why do you look so upset? Are you not satisfied with the selling price?"

"Yangzi, read more. People are happy in life, but they are unhappy every day, so we should be happy."

After listening to everyone's advice, Lu Wuyai laughed and said, "It's okay, I was just thinking about some unhappy things. Thanks for today, brothers. Alright, since we're in Hongyang, let's not go straight back. Let's go shopping together."

The group drove two cars into the city and decided to have dinner first before playing.

Outside the window, there was heavy traffic and towering buildings. Lu Wuyai thought of something else: where did the water vapor that could condense into golden pills come from in his old desk?

He didn't know the identity of the table at first, nor could he figure out where the dampness was coming from.

Now that he knows the desk is an antique made of dark wood, he has two guesses: one is that the moisture comes from the accumulation of the antique, and the other is that the moisture comes from the dark wood itself.

He wanted to verify his guess, so after having lunch with a group of people, he handed 5,000 yuan to Gu Yuxin and asked her to take the group to a KTV to drink and sing while he went to verify his guess.

Five hundred yuan is enough to sing a song, why did you give me so much?

Lu Wuyai patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have fun. Go to a big KTV, but don't just pick up any woman. There are a lot of shady dealings involved. At most, find a hostess or a few drinking companions. It's definitely not for anything else."

Gu Yuxin hesitated for a moment and said, "No need, it costs that much money."

Lu Wuyai said, "Play with confidence. It's just a small amount of money. Let the guys have a real eye-opener."

This was a considerable sum for him. If his initial guess was correct—that the moisture came from antiques—then his expertise in identifying antiques would be exceptional. At that point, he would sell fish butts to antique shops. The market was dwindling.

Hongyang is a big city, and in the Lc district there's a quaint street. The stalls and shops there are all related to antiques and artifacts. For him, this was a good place to test his guesses.

Upon arriving at the antique-style street, one is greeted by a variety of quaint old buildings. This street isn't paved with asphalt, but rather with blue bricks. At the entrance stands an ancient gatehouse, which is said to be an antique in itself.

As soon as Lu Wuyai walked in, a simple-looking, old-fashioned man walked up to him and said, "Brother Dai, I'm here to buy something."

"What's wrong?" Lu Wuyai didn't hear clearly.

The man didn't answer him. Without saying a word, he grabbed him, dragged him into an alley, and then furtively opened his briefcase, saying, "I have something good here, come and see."

The old-fashioned handbag was opened, revealing a gold bottle still submerged in the soil. It was beautifully decorated with red flowers, green leaves, and sky-blue lettering.

"I dug this bottle up a few days ago while digging in the dirt at home. I belong to the luxury car group, you know where we are. We used to have a certain territory on a feudal island..."

Lu Wuyai reached out and touched the small bottle, but felt nothing at all.

He looked up at the man and said, "You mean, this is an antique."

"It's all a lie." The man glanced around cautiously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was paying attention to him. "I had someone take a look, and they said it was a gilded vase or a ruyi-shaped vase. It's a piece from the Qianlong period. Look, can you recognize it? What happened?"

Lu Wuyai said, "You might not recognize him now, but you will in the future."

"What do you mean?" The man looked bewildered.

Lu Wuyai said, "I don't know anything right now, but I'm here looking for a job. I want to learn antique appraisal. When will I learn it? — Hey brother, why are you leaving? Don't go yet, let me take another look at this bottle..."

The person disappeared into the crowd. Lu Wuyai shrugged. These days, scammers are becoming less and less professional. They need to be careful.

He walked around the antique street, looked at the items on the stalls, and touched the artifacts in the shops, but found nothing and didn't feel any dampness.

Clearly, his ambition to make a fortune by collecting leaked antiques must be thwarted.

Back at the KTV, Gu Yuxin and her group were crying and wailing in the private room. One of them was hugging a scantily clad girl and gesturing with his hands.

After the song was finished, it was already late, so he led a few reluctant young people back to the village by boat.

The 1 million yuan was earned with the help of Lu's son, so he bought some gifts and gave them to her the next day.

In the past two weeks, the school has been renovated and looks quite nice. The classrooms and offices have been renovated, the playground has been leveled, the roads have been paved, and the weeds in several flower beds have been cleared.

During this period, Lu Wuyai was extremely busy. She personally proposed a restoration plan for the school and continuously guided the engineering team.

When Lu Wuyai found her, she was wearing a floral headscarf and checking how well the plaster was being applied in the classroom. At this moment, she had lost all her elegant and intellectual air; with the floral headscarf on her head and covered in dusty plaster powder, she looked more like a country bumpkin.

However, if you look closely, it's still different. Even when she's wearing loose, old clothes, you can still see her slender figure when she occasionally bends over and twists her body.

Hearing footsteps, Lu Wuyai turned around and smiled slightly: "Bringing me food? It's too early for that."

Lu Wuyai held up the boxes in both hands and said, "I'm here to give a gift. Teacher Lu helped me contact a large company, and I'd like to thank everyone here."

Lu Wuyai immediately realized: "Oh, the table is sold. You don't have any objections to the price."

Lu Wuyai had no need to hide it from her, and frankly said, "I am so satisfied. I didn't know it was an ebony wood table. I bought it for two thousand yuan, but I never expected it to sell for a million."

Lu Wuyai was completely puzzled: "I see. You can't see its substance. Then why are you so interested in it?"

I couldn't tell the truth here. Lu Wuyai sneered, "Heh heh, I just find the table interesting, but I can't quite put my finger on why, so I took another look."

In fact, he had looked at it more than twice. Afraid that Lu Wuyai would ask a few more questions, he quickly changed the subject: "Come on, see if you like these gifts. It's nothing much, just some sunscreen, moisturizer, etc. And I bought you a computer, you'll be using it for teaching in the future."

Lu Wuyai said, "You don't need to be so polite. What kind of gift can you buy for me...?"

Lu Wuyai said, "You're too kind, but you've helped me earn millions."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, buying these gifts is nothing. I plan to give you a commission, which can also be called a brokerage fee."

Lu Wuyai waved his hand and said, "No need, I've already received the money. Remember I said I would donate 100,000 yuan to the school? That 100,000 yuan came from your desk. Did you think Chengde got the information about that ebony desk from me for free?"

Lu Wuyai then realized that what Lu Zhizi wanted was the brokerage fee, which was what he was asking the seller for.

No matter what he said, Lu Wuyai refused to ask for any more money, so he thought for a while and said, "Why don't I donate 100,000 yuan to the school? You, a teacher who came to teach here, donated money. I used to be a teacher here. Students, there's no reason not to express your support."

He donated 100,000 yuan to the school, which Lu's son did not refuse.

The female teacher concluded, "Your money could clean up the playground. This playground doesn't look like one. There are no soccer fields or basketball courts, just a bare expanse of dirt. How can you do that?"

Lu Wuyai said, "Is 100,000 enough? If not, I'll donate some more."

The female teacher waved her hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough. You should keep your money and save it to build a house and get married in the future."

After they finished talking, she smiled, pursing her lips.

Lu Wuyai shrugged and said, "It's more than enough. The main reason is that this million is an unexpected windfall. To be honest, it's too much. I feel ashamed about it."

Lu Wuyai said calmly, "Is 1 million a lot?"

Lu Wuyai said with a wry smile, "For a young lady like you, it may not be much, but for us fishing village people, it is a huge sum of money."

After hearing his words, Lu Zhizi suddenly laughed. She pointed to her upturned nose and said, "Miss, you must have misunderstood me."

Lu Wuyai raised his wrist and nodded: "Let's not talk about the million, let's just talk about the watch you're wearing..."

“I bet I’d win like that plug-in machine of yours.” Lu Wuyai laughed again, “But back then, the one betting against me was a real prostitute; she was more willing to bet.”

Lu Wuyai accepted this explanation. There were several mysteries surrounding Lu Wuyai. He was very curious, but without the other party's permission, he didn't want to delve too deeply into them.

Lu Zhizi values ​​her privacy highly, and he respects her choice.

After agreeing to have lunch together, Lu Wuyai left the school first.

When I return home, the sun is always high in the sky, and the heat of July flows. The original meaning of the idiom "fire" is that when a star named "fire" appears in the western sky at dusk in the seventh lunar month, the summer heat begins to subside.

But Lu Wuyai preferred to interpret it as the July sun being blazing, with flames seemingly flowing in the air, making people suffer in the sweltering heat.

When he got home from the mountain, he was covered in sweat, so he took a bath and also gave a bath to the little count (dog) who was sticking out his tongue and looked like he belonged to both the underworld and the legitimate world.

Just as he was packing his things, Gu Yuxin's mother, Sun Weilan, opened the door and came in: "Yangzi, you spent several thousand yuan singing in the city yesterday. Is that a number?"

Lu Wuyai avoided the serious and ignored the trivial: "I just sang a song and drank some wine, but it's really nothing."

Sun Weilan slapped him and said, "Why are you living such a miserable life? It's so easy for you to make money at sea. If you had a few thousand yuan, you could buy a diving machine, which would make going to sea much safer. So don't waste your money in the future."

The neighbor's aunt had good intentions, and Lu Wuyai nodded obediently.

At the same time, her suggestion touched Lu Wuyai's heart, and the villagers were amazed, believing that he would definitely have good luck catching fish when he went out to sea. Over time, this easily aroused discussion among the indigenous residents.

But if he buys a submersible or modifies his yacht with more advanced equipment, he should explain the origin of his catch to make his good fortune seem more natural.

At noon, he cooked chilled fruit porridge and a plate of water chicken for Lu Wuyai and Wang Ming. After the two finished eating and left, he took his boat to town to buy equipment.

The shameless little count (dog) followed behind, immediately boarded the boat, and buried its head in its paws. Lu Wuyai told it to get off the boat, but it pretended not to hear.

As the fishing boat set off, the little count (the dog) immediately looked up and ran to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze. A tuft of white hair and a red tongue fluttered in the sea breeze, which made him very happy.

“Children with intellectual disabilities are much happier.” Lu Wuyai smiled helplessly.

Due to its inconvenient transportation, Qiantan Town has developed. It now has supermarkets, restaurants, cake shops, hardware stores, tool shops, and more.

There were more shops selling marine supplies. Lu Wuyai found a fishing tackle shop on the city wall. The shop was empty, but well-stocked. He felt there was still room for bargaining.

Lu Wuyai led the little count (dog) through the door, and a plump woman came over and asked enthusiastically, "Little brother, have some. Come and look at some things at our house. Fishing nets, fishing rods, outriggers, winches, whatever you want."

Do you have a diving suit, oxygen tank, and underwater propulsion device?

"Yes, why not? Come and see, the diving masks, pressure gauges, regulators, fins, wetsuits, diving belts, buoyancy compensating vests, oxygen cylinders, and even the oxygen concentrators are all from major brands. Look, there are even tUSA and Dongying brands, it's amazing. Let's begin."

Lu Wuyai said, "Alright then, you can assemble a set for me, and then choose a brand for me to look at. They also have underwater propulsion systems. Let's look at this one first."

He can swim freely in the ocean, but his speed is about the same as a normal person's. For many fish, this speed is too slow. You probably know that the top speed of the ocean swimming champion, the sailfish, is 190 kilometers per hour.

An underwater propulsion system can compensate for this deficiency. It can provide speed assistance, allowing Gu Yuxin to swim faster underwater.

The woman laughed and said, "Oh no, there's no market for underwater propulsion devices. Why don't you assemble a submersible for me first?"

“Okay.” Lu Wuyai didn’t press too hard.

A complete diving equipment set includes many items, such as a regulator, air tank, fins, diving bag, goggles, diving gloves, diving watch, compass, diving belt, diving knife, etc. In addition, a diving suit and oxygen tank are also included. A complete oxygen concentrator set costs several thousand yuan.

Fearing he couldn't afford the price, the proprietress quickly calculated it and said, "Brother, you're all from the village, so I'll give you a discount. Just wipe off the change and give me 40,000 yuan."

With a seven-figure sum in savings, Lu Wuyai now had the confidence to spend money. After checking the equipment, he nodded and said, "Okay, swipe the card."

After swiping their cards, some employees loaded the submersible onto Great Wall pickup trucks.

Lu Wuyai thanked him and was about to get into the car when he suddenly frowned: "Boss, this is my submersible. Something's not right."

The pickup truck was loaded with all sorts of things, including a submersible, though it wasn't the one he'd originally chosen, even though it was brand new.

For example, the oxygen cylinder was also silver-white, but the one he chose was brand new because it had never been used; it was polished. There was also a wetsuit, also black, but it was actually damaged and a complete waste.

The female boss's attitude changed drastically. She said, "What's wrong? Hurry up, I'm closing for my lunch break."

“That’s right, I’m going to take a lunch break too, so hurry up and get in the car.” The driver chuckled and was about to drive off when Lu Wuyai pulled him out of the car: “No, get my diving equipment.”

The driver's expression suddenly changed: "A draft? If it were free, would you still be choosing something like this?"

Lu Wuyai hated people who insulted his parents the most. Although it was just a casual remark, he was still very angry and kicked the driver away.