Less than ten minutes after we were ready, a bluefin tuna weighing nearly 300 pounds arrived as promised.
The bluefin tuna flew straight toward Chen Hong like a cannonball. Chen Hong gripped the net rope of the cage tightly with one hand and held a ten-pound iron hammer in the other, ready to fight.
The chubby boy struggled to squeeze through the hole in the net, but before his mouth could even reach the string of incredibly delicious fresh fish above his head, Chen Hong knocked him unconscious with a swift hammer blow.
Before the giant meatball could fall to the seabed, Chen Hong swiftly stored it in her spatial storage and placed it directly on the deck of the fishing boat.
Once she got her hands on it, Chen Hong realized she had underestimated the weight of the bluefin tuna.
This fish weighs a good 500 pounds. It doesn't look big, but you only realize how heavy it is when you hold it.
Winter and summer are just different; every bluefin tuna is a big, fat one.
To withstand the severe cold, they eat a lot, fattening themselves up into plump cannonballs.
Chen Hong cut down four net cages in one night and harvested more than a hundred bluefin tuna from each cage.
By noon the next day, after working for a while, they saw two more fishing boats coming from underwater and throwing fish pieces into the net cages to feed them.
She then quietly slipped into the space to deal with the tuna that filled two large ponds and the entire fishing boat.
More than 400 bluefin tuna, each weighing an average of more than 400 kilograms, totaling about 160,000 to 170,000 kilograms.
Since the start of winter, the price of bluefin tuna has remained at 300 yuan per kilogram.
The particularly plump, high-quality bluefin tuna even sells for over 500 yuan per kilogram.
These four hundred-plus bluefin tuna alone are estimated to bring her at least seventy million in revenue.
That's enough to buy ten luxury villas in a first-tier city in China.
Fearing that the bluefin tuna would lose quality if left for too long, Chen Hong decided not to leave the space for the next couple of days and instead focused on working as a butcher within it.
She set up her tripod on the deck and began hanging rows of tuna on it.
Make an incision behind the gills, above the pectoral fin, and above the caudal fin of each fish to bleed it, and then insert a hose into the gills of the tuna to rinse them.
While rinsing the fish's blood vessels, remove the gills and internal organs, and also rinse the fish's head and belly clean.
After bleeding forty fish, the deck was already covered in blood. By 10 p.m., Chen Hong had bled eighty tuna.
She secretly left the space, surfaced in the dark, and found that only one fishing boat remained at the aquaculture farm to guard it.
She swam forward for half an hour, and when she looked back, the fishing boats at the aquaculture farm had become tiny, bright dots.
She had just launched the fishing boat and started it to leave. As she sailed forward, she poured the bloody water from the deck into the sea.
Thick, bloody water gushed into the Pacific Ocean. Chen Hong activated the autopilot mode, lifted the hose, and began washing the deck.
It took more than twenty minutes to rinse the boat clean.
In the middle of the night, Chen Hong found a deserted island, moored the boat, and put all the bled tuna into the freezer to freeze at a low temperature.
Then I packed up the fishing boat, went into the bedroom, took a quick shower, climbed into bed, and went to sleep.
She was exhausted; she hadn't slept for two days and one night, and her nerves were constantly on edge as she worked on the seabed.
She worked so hard that she couldn't even remember how many meals she had eaten in the past two days.
All they knew was that when they were hungry, they would grab a couple of steamed buns to eat, and when they were thirsty, they would grab an apple or a pear to gnaw on.
She didn't care about mealtimes anymore. She had heard the weather forecast; the weather was going to change again the day after tomorrow, with northerly winds of force 6 to 7 and waves reaching 8 to 10 meters high.
Her small boat was quite dangerous in the Pacific Ocean. If it weren't for the fear of not making it back in time and worrying her family...
Such severe weather didn't affect her much; if things got really bad, she could simply retract the boat and hide in her spatial dimension.
Even if the waves are a hundred meters high, what can they do to her?
However, their families are certainly worried. As people from a fishing village, they also have the habit of checking the weather forecast.
Moreover, there is a drawback to her space: she cannot use communication devices to call home from within the space.
If I don't contact my family for two consecutive days, my son and the village chief will be terrified.
Especially her son, who will probably treat her as a missing person again.
Chen Hong felt it wasn't worth scaring her son and the village chief just to earn more money.
Even in her sleep, Chen Hong felt unwell; her whole body ached and she felt terrible.
She hasn't done much strenuous work in the past six months. Except for the ten days or so during the autumn harvest, she's had a very easy life these days.
The old folks were right: they had saved money, but not the energy to do so.
After being idle for so long, all her joints and muscles have become a bit rusty.
It seems that working and exercising are the same thing; it requires long-term persistence. Once you stop, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
People really can't be lazy! Lazy people will develop lazy tendons!
At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Hong had slept for six hours and felt refreshed. As she stretched, her joints cracked and popped.
After washing up, I drank a bowl of sweet porridge and ate two steamed buns and a tea egg.
Just as I was about to emerge from the space and surface to sail home, I discovered the abundant seafood in front of me, which looked like it had little hooks attached to it.
It tickled her heart, making her unbearably itchy, as if she weighed a ton and couldn't float to the surface.
This uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean has abundant marine resources on its seabed.
Snow crabs and king crabs, stretching out their bodies to a length of fifty or sixty centimeters, hid in groups near the rocks.
There are also some very colorful shrimp on the seabed, with bright blue and yellow tails. They are very attractive and are called tiger prawns in China.
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