Upon hearing that it was Feng Ji's first time fishing, everyone's enthusiasm instantly waned by half.
The mystical art of fishing for beginners is something everyone knows.
Beginners often manage to catch big fish and develop a great interest in fishing. But once they get their fishing rod and bait ready, it's often the start of a fruitless fishing trip.
But this was the first time they had ever caught such a large grouper on their first fishing trip.
"God, why didn't I catch a grouper on my first fishing trip!"
"Exactly! The first time I went fishing, it was just a sea frog. If my dad hadn't been holding it back, I would have been dragged into the sea!"
"Sea frogs are so much better! What I caught was a bull trevally. I spent ages digging it out, and it was all bones and the meat was awful!"
"What's so special about this place? I remember..."
Everyone's attention immediately shifted to reminiscing about the past. Seeing this, Fu Wan hurriedly waved her hand, signaling Boss Fu and the others to hurry over.
But Boss Fu immediately ran into a dilemma: "Brother Feng, you caught this fish, are you going to sell it or keep it?"
Without hesitation, Feng Ji waved his hand and said, "Take it back, we'll eat it tonight!"
Why would he sell anything? Old Feng is not short of money!
Fu Wan raised an eyebrow when she heard Feng Ji's words. She had already guessed Feng Ji's choice when her father asked.
Seeing Feng Ji's generosity, Boss Fu felt a brief pang of heartache for a few seconds before sweeping his hand with boundless pride:
"Brother Feng is so generous, then take this fish back!"
Half sashimi and half steamed, paired with a little wine, I'll be dreaming sweet dreams tonight!
After a flurry of activity at the dock, Fu Wan didn't forget to bring the ambergris she had collected home with her.
They set sail around 2 p.m., and now it was almost 5 p.m. The sea was sparkling, and a ray of sunset cast a beautiful orange hue over the entire ocean.
Five o'clock is just when every household is home preparing dinner.
There weren't many fish to sell on this voyage. Ye Xiaocui picked up a small basket of mackerel with severely damaged scales, and then took the fish that Fu Wan and the others had caught before going home with Jiang Chunlan.
Fu Wan walked ahead of them because she was going to pick up her child from school.
After putting the ambergris in the house, she took the keys and rode her motorcycle to the camp.
When she returned with her two children, smoke was already rising from the kitchen.
Ye Xiaocui and Fu Ming were busy in the kitchen, while Boss Fu was not idle either. He took Feng Ji and Jiang Wanghai to the accommodations arranged by the village chief to tidy up before bringing them back for dinner.
Feng Ji and Jiang Wanghai are currently living near the village committee, in the old house of the village chief.
Since Fu Jian got married and moved into a new house, half of their old house has been empty.
The old house was not simple. Although it was still built with mud bricks, it was warm in winter and cool in summer. Old Village Chief Fu liked living in such a house and did not move to live in the new house with his son.
But he was also worried that Feng Ji and his companion, who came from the city, wouldn't be used to living there.
"I'm really sorry to have you two experts staying here."
"Don't look down on this place because it's a bit run-down; it's actually quite comfortable to live in!"
Old Village Chief Fu muttered several sentences, while Jiang Wanghai waved his hands repeatedly.
"Uncle Village Chief, please don't say that. The environment is already very good."
Back when they were sent down to the countryside, they lived in cowsheds with drafts coming from all sides. Compared to this, the environment was like heaven and earth.
Besides, Chief Fu himself lives here, so why can't they live here?
Seeing that Jiang Wanghai's face didn't seem to be faking it, and that even the picky Feng Ji didn't show the slightest dissatisfaction, Village Chief Fu finally felt relieved.
After helping them tidy up, Boss Fu wiped the sweat from his face with the towel hanging around his neck.
"Alright, Uncle Village Chief, we've almost finished tidying up. It's getting late, so let's all go to my house for dinner!"
Village Chief Fu hadn't expected to have a meal with him tonight. He wanted to refuse, but then he thought about the dishes that Elder Fu's family would prepare for dinner, and he couldn't bear to part with it.
He dusted off his hands and said, "You guys go first, I'll tell your aunt."
He has to report to his wife about everything he does when he goes out; this has been a habit of Old Village Chief Fu for decades.
Fu Laoda was not surprised and led Feng Ji and Jiang Wanghai back to his home.
As soon as they entered, they saw Fu Wan bring out the Eastern Star Grouper.
"Ah Wan, are you going to clean the fish? Leave it there and let Dad do it!"
It's fish, after all; it's bound to have a fishy smell. Boss Fu usually cooks it himself, so he doesn't let Fu Wan do it.
Upon hearing this, Fu Wan waved her hand and glanced at Feng Ji behind Boss Fu.
"Uncle Feng, didn't you say you wanted to take pictures? Hurry up, the fish needs to be cooked!"
If she hadn't returned in time and saved the fish from Fu Ming, they would have only been able to take a picture with the cooked fish later.
Upon hearing this, Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then looked somewhat embarrassed.
He was just saying it casually at the time, but he didn't expect Fu Wanzhen to take it to heart.
Fu Wan rarely felt embarrassed in front of him, and she wished she could take a picture and hang it on his shop door when he gave her a cold look again.
Seeing that Fu Wan had taken out her camera, Feng Ji didn't refuse anymore and took several pictures with Jiang Wanghai and Dong Xingban.
They even scooped up Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu, who were running around nearby, and took a few photos with them.
After the photos were taken, Boss Fu took the grouper and cut it in two, one half for sashimi and the other half for steaming.
When the two families had served their food, Village Chief Fu appeared at the entrance of Old Fu's courtyard with a flashlight.
"Village Chief, hurry up, we're waiting for you to eat!"
Village Chief Fu responded and then took two steps forward. Fu Wan immediately noticed that something was wrong with him.
Old Village Chief Fu held the flashlight close to his chest, clearly hiding something.
"Village Chief, what have you brought?"
Fu Wan couldn't help but ask in confusion. Old Village Chief Fu chuckled and then took out the things he had brought from his pocket.
"Moutai?!"
Fu Ming recognized him at a glance, and then couldn't help but exclaim, "Village Chief, you've really brought out your entire fortune!"
Moutai liquor is not only expensive but also hard to buy. Fu Wan kept a few bottles for herself, thinking of saving them for Fu Ling.
The two bottles of wine belonging to Village Chief Fu still had some dust on their outer packaging, indicating that they had been stored for quite some time.
"Uncle Village Chief, if you drink this wine, won't my aunt chase you with a broom later?"
Even Boss Fu couldn't help but be suspicious. The wine looked like it had been hidden away for quite some time. Judging from the way Old Village Chief Fu had acted just now, it was obvious that he had taken it out secretly.
Village Chief Fu was very unhappy about being questioned, and immediately started glaring and berating himself.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I secretly hid the wine, and your aunt doesn't even know!"
After saying that, he muttered under his breath, "I hid this wine under the bed. Your aunt has been tidying up every day lately. If I don't find a chance to drink it now, I won't be able to get any later!"
Fu Wan clicked her tongue in admiration. This old village chief Fu was truly a talent. With someone like him, she didn't believe Liu San Niang didn't know there was wine hidden under the bed.
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