"Alright then, bring that water pump with you sometime. It should be fixed by now, let's see if it comes in handy."
Mingjing remembered that the honeycomb nest last time was a good place to set up a hook. The water was deep and there weren't many rocks, so it wouldn't get snagged on the bottom. The tide would submerge it and it wouldn't be discovered.
When Mingdahai returned, he brought a single-door refrigerator that was over a meter tall.
In the 1990s, families with refrigerators were considered well-off. Everyone knew that Mingjing was making money, so there was no secret about buying a refrigerator; besides, it was impossible to hide it anyway.
The refrigerator was placed in the main room, and Ming Dahai installed an extension cord and modified the plumbing and electrical systems.
All the chicken, duck, beef, and mutton offal I bought were thrown into the freezer.
Ming Dahai was delighted, "This refrigerator only cost eight hundred yuan. I asked an old acquaintance to buy it for me, so it's not bad."
“Great, Dad, we’ve discussed it and decided to make a multi-hook rig in the next few days. One will be 2,000 meters long for towing, and the other will be for sea fishing.”
"Okay, let's do it now."
After Mingda finished setting up the refrigerator, he started making hooks. The hooks weren't difficult to make; the only problem was that the length was too long, so it took time to make them.
Several people hung fishing hooks, from morning till night.
When Mingjing woke up in the morning, he saw that the luck value of the fishing tackle shop had not changed at all, still at seventy, but he could not go out to sea today.
Yesterday, Minghai bought a lot of yellow paper, and today his family plans to burn paper money and pay respects to Old Li.
Mingyue and Minglei went to class, while Mingjing took her parents and Mingliang to burn paper money in front of Old Li's house.
“Grandpa Li, I’ve already paid for the house. If you need anything, just ask Zhang Fan or Zhang Ping. You can keep these paper money for yourself. If you need more, ask them for it.”
Mingjing kept muttering to herself.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ming Dahai scolded. "Old Li, I'll burn all your things for you later, so don't worry about them over there."
After saying this, Ming Dahai drew circles on the ground with a twig, then went back into the house and took out all the things he didn't need and burned them.
Seeing the thick smoke billowing from the area, curious onlookers came over and asked, "Ming Dahai, what are you doing?"
The mirror reflects back to Fan Yuliang.
"It's nothing, we've bought this place, we're just telling Old Li."
This place is very unlucky; no one in the village likes to go near it. Fan Yuliang stood far away and shouted at the top of his lungs, "This place is very unlucky."
“It’s alright. Grandpa Li is kind-hearted. I’ll burn some paper money for him. He won’t harm us.”
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and Ming Dahai pulled out a wooden bed and threw it into the fire.
No matter how good the deceased's belongings are, they cannot be kept, otherwise they will be unwilling to leave you because of the spirits lingering on them, and be reincarnated. Burning them made Ming Dahai feel much better.
Only after everything was burned did the family leave the land and return home to continue fishing.
It took two days to finally get the fishing hooks ready, and we tentatively set the start of our fishing trip for 3 a.m. tomorrow.
Because the fishing rods need to be deployed earlier than usual, they can be retrieved by evening, allowing for an early departure and early return.
Of course, this day was also an auspicious day according to Sun Yunmei's almanac.
At 2 a.m. the next day, Mingjing woke up by twisting her body. The first thing she did was open the fishing tackle shop. She had been too busy these past few days to check her luck value.
This sight was quite alarming; she immediately sprang up from the bed.
With a luck value of 451, it would be unreasonable not to make millions by getting a king crab, right?
After quickly washing up, Mingjing hummed a song as she packed her beachcombing tools.
"Eat quickly."
Sun Yunmei knew they were leaving at three o'clock, so she barely slept the night before and made breakfast for them.
Steamed buns and shrimp dumplings were a must. Six eggs were boiled, and cold dishes and flatbreads were bought from Lao Zhang's braised food shop. Mingjing and the others packed them up to eat at noon.
"Third Aunt, I want to go too," Minglei said, rubbing his eyes as he came out after hearing the noise.
"You go to class obediently, and I'll buy you something delicious when I get back," Mingjing said, tapping Minglei's nose.
Mingjing restrained himself, trying his best to hide his joy. He quickly finished eating, threw all the beachcombing tools onto the tricycle, and asked Sun Yunmei to drive them to town.
We couldn't load everything in one trip, so we only loaded some hooks and fish traps. We'll haul the rest back later.
Upon arriving at the town's dock, Ming Dahai was astonished, bathed in the bright moonlight.
"Is this that wrecked ship?"
Ming Dahai felt that the ship had been renovated and was much bigger, and it was more spacious when he got on.
"Wow, she looks so good! Even Old Song wouldn't recognize her, let alone me," Sun Yunmei exclaimed.
"Dad, can you check if anything is missing from this boat?"
Mingjing moved things down below.
"Should we take this ship today?" Ming Dahai was taken aback for a moment, then boarded the ship to inspect it.
"Hmm, let that boat rest for a while. With so many people around, they'll definitely get suspicious," Mingjing said, as she carried things onto the boat.
The hooks must be placed on the side of the boat, otherwise they will get tangled together when they fall together. They can only be tied to the two sides of the boat and wrapped in a circle.
Ming Dahai checked and found nothing wrong, so he also helped carry things onto the ship.
"Dad, I want to go too."
Mingliang chased after them, carrying a bucket.
"Why are you here? Go back and study," Sun Yunmei said, not even calling him so that Mingliang could focus on his exams.
"Mom, I'm taking the exam to become a ship engineer or seaman, not a cook. I can't stay at home every day. I need to practice sailing."
Mingliang said as he boarded the ship.
"Let him come, I happen to need someone," Mingjing said, and Sun Yunmei didn't say anything, letting them go.
On their second trip, Mingjing and Mingliang went back together to bring the rest of their fishing gear, along with a dozen burlap sacks, a large thermos, and a big bag of bait, all frozen solid.
It was already past four o'clock when they got back to town. After everything was packed up, Ming Dahai finally set sail.
Mingjing stood on the boat, facing the morning sea breeze, catching the first ray of sunshine in the darkness.
The sunlight was warm, and so was her heart.
"Dad, would you say we started from scratch?"
"Then why doesn't that count?"
"From then on, I truly became the daughter of the sea."
Ming Dahai was overjoyed. This boat was like a house; with a boat, his life was secure.
On the boat, Mingjing and Mingliang hung bait on the fishing hooks, preparing to make a trawling line so that the fish that ate the bait would be caught in the net.
The bait had long since thawed from being soaked in seawater and exposed to sunlight, so Mingjing casually tossed it into the fish trap.
Bored, Mingjing remembered something.
"Dad, let's change the ship number when we get off later, otherwise we'll definitely be exposed."
Mingjing was too lazy to register with the Maritime Safety Administration, because that would require a transfer of ownership, and the checks weren't strict now. In a few years, when the checks became stricter, he would have long since stopped using the ship.
She wants to pay money to register the transfer of ownership, but she doesn't want to.
Ming Dahai hesitated for a few seconds, "Let's go to the Maritime Bureau and see. It's safer, and it's not expensive. Just tell them it's a new ship and ask them to get a new registration number."
He was worried that if the coast guard found out, it would be troublesome.
"Then you go do it, I'm too lazy to."
"Mingjing, do you think we should give this ship a name, something nice?" Mingliang said, covering his nose and frowning as he spoke.
He was preparing pig intestines, keeping them raw and pungent.
"Let's call it 'Wealth Creation'," Mingjing thought for a moment.
"Hey, this name is good." Ming Dahai was very satisfied, recalling how he had caught a lot of fish with this boat last time and made a fortune.
Mingliang smiled and said, "I'll come and get that yacht."
His eyes darted around 360 degrees. "How about calling me Mancang?"
Mingjing: ...
"Your name is really sophisticated."
Mingliang scratched his head. "Isn't it great? A warehouse full of seafood, how awesome is that?"
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