There are indeed schools of giant bream below.
Three fish were pulled up, at least one of which was a giant croaker.
They're not very big; the biggest ones weigh just over a pound, and the smaller ones only weigh about half a pound.
This is what the fish is like.
It's not a large yellow croaker, after all; the largest large yellow croaker can weigh several tens of kilograms.
Wu An felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
But that's just wishful thinking. Even if he were incredibly lucky and caught such a big yellow croaker, he and Aqing wouldn't be able to reel it in with their fishing rods.
Wu Ping couldn't help but say, "Ah An, let me fish for a while."
Wu An smiled and handed over the fishing rod.
Catching fish and shrimp, fishing and casting nets—no man dislikes that. The fact that you, brother, have held back until now to speak shows you have quite a bit of self-control.
After taking the fishing rod, Wu Ping baited the hook and eagerly cast the line.
"Ah An, is this okay?"
"It was thrown a bit too close."
"Won't it get caught on the rocks?"
Wu Ping kept asking questions.
Wu An was both amused and exasperated: "Brother, stay calm, stay calm."
"We'll catch a fish soon."
As he spoke, the tip of the rod suddenly slammed down.
Wu An shouted, "Brother, raise the rod!"
Wu Ping raised the fishing rod, the reel creaked, the drag was pulled, and the fishing line kept letting out.
"Brother, hold on!"
"I can't hold it back, it's so strong."
"That's good, it means the fish is quite big."
"Ah An, why don't you do it?"
"Brother, don't be nervous."
As the two brothers were talking, a red snapper was soon pulled onto the sea surface and began to wriggle. Wu An had already prepared the landing net and successfully scooped the red snapper up.
Wu Ping said, "A'an, let's cook this tonight."
Wu An nodded with a smile.
He certainly had no objection.
After fishing for more than an hour, my luck ran out, and the speed and quality of my catches plummeted. I ended up catching two rockfish in a row.
"Big brother, Ah Qing, let's go."
It was completely dark.
"We only have two headlamps, so it's not suitable for night fishing."
He called out, and they quickly finished packing up. The two buckets were filled with fish. Wu Ping carried the fishing gear, while Wu An and A Qing used sticks to carry the two buckets towards the dock.
Fortunately, it wasn't very heavy, only about 20 kilograms.
Old Xie at the dock was packing up his stall when he saw the three of them approaching. He quickly stopped and greeted them, "Going fishing so late?"
"Wow, so many croakers."
"You always manage to catch the best catches that others can't."
"The price of croaker is 45 yuan per catty, while the price of sea bass and the like remains the same as before."
Wu An nodded.
There's not much to say. Old Xie's prices are like this. They're definitely not high, but they're absolutely fair. After all, setting up a stall or going to town requires time and manpower.
After all that trouble, it's better to sell it to Lao Xie.
The above is the standard.
The bill came to 1980 yuan. Without rounding up, the amount was exactly what it should be. Wu An took the money and gave A Qing 200 yuan, plus a small yellow croaker weighing a little over a pound.
Ah Qing didn't stand on ceremony. She took the money and fish and said, "Brother, I'll go home now."
"Let's cook and eat it while it's still fresh."
"Ping-ge, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he ran outside.
Wu An told him to slow down, but A Qing waved his hand without turning his head.
After leaving Lao Xie's shop, Wu Ping finally realized, "A'an, you've already earned two thousand?"
Wu An said, "You might be having better luck than usual today because you're with me."
Wu Ping exclaimed, "The money you make from fishing for two days is more than I make from working a month's worth of jobs."
Wu An paused, then said, "Brother, but what you're doing is much more important than what I'm doing."
"Let's not talk about how noble teaching and nurturing people is."
"You have all five social insurances and one housing fund."
"You'll have security when you're old, but I have nothing. I'll have to buy insurance myself. If I were like you, the monthly expenses would be quite a lot."
Wu Ping sighed: "That's how it is..."
He didn't continue, but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to keep this job for long either.
Wu An patted Wu Ping on the shoulder: "Brother, don't worry, I'm here for you."
Wu Ping smiled and said, "Okay."
He thought Wu An meant he would quit teaching and go fishing at the beach. Now that he sees it this way, it seems like a viable option, even if his father might not be happy.
As for work, even his father can't help him, so Wu An certainly can't be of any help either.
At least there's a way out.
Wu An also had his own plans, but he couldn't say them outright. He could only take it one step at a time. Putting everything else aside, he was certain he could support his family's good life.
I saw someone setting up a stall; it was an old man, not from Xiaoxi Village.
Wu An walked over and saw that it was a braised food stall, selling poached chicken and braised beef, which were common braised dishes in the area. He bought some of each.
After walking a little further away, Wu Ping said, "I bought too much. We already have enough food at home."
Wu An casually said, "I just tried it, and it tastes pretty authentic. Anyway, there's not much left, so I'll just finish it all."
"We've got a big purchase in our house today, so let's have a big dinner to celebrate."
Wu Ping suddenly realized, turned around and saw the old man packing up his stall to leave, and exclaimed, "You're quite thoughtful."
Wu An smiled; it was just a matter of convenience anyway.
When I got home, there were already several dishes on the table: braised pork, braised mutton, stir-fried water spinach, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a clear beef ball soup.
Seeing that the two had brought back the royal bream, Mei Yueqin said, "Then let's add another steamed fish, along with some braised dishes, making it eight dishes and one soup."
When Wu Yingwei returned, he didn't say anything when he saw the table full of food.
He had naturally heard about the brand-new motorcycle tricycle that had been delivered to his home, so it was normal for things to be a little better. His family's life was indeed getting much better.
"Dad, how about a drink tonight?"
"Have a drink." Wu Yingwei nodded and asked, "How's the old house?"
Wu An said, "The foreman sent a message that he will come to install the doors and windows tomorrow. I paid him a little more money so that he can arrange more people and get it done in one day."
Wu Yingwei frowned: "You have so much money, why are you in such a hurry?"
Wu An said, "I reckon a typhoon is coming."
Wu Yingwei was taken aback. He turned around and looked at the sky outside. The rain was not heavy and was about to stop, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger.
Something's not right.
After eating and drinking his fill, Wu Yingwei took out his phone and said, "You were right, a typhoon is coming."
Wu Ping also took out his phone; the weather forecast had already issued a typhoon warning.
Not long after.
Wu Yingwei's phone rang.
The approaching typhoon is undoubtedly a hardship for the village, and a severe test for the village officials.
But don't panic, we have plenty of experience dealing with typhoons every year.
"Close the doors and windows."
"Don't leave the door open for me."
As he spoke, Wu Yingwei walked out. There were already many villagers who had finished eating and were visiting. They greeted him and naturally talked about the typhoon.
Wu Yingwei also reassured everyone that the typhoon's path is currently unclear and it may not necessarily be heading their way.
But even if we come, we're not afraid.
Just do things your way, and make sure all the big items in your house are safe from being smashed or damaged. They won't compensate you if they are.
Chen Gui joked, "Yingwei, look how worried you are."
"You need to worry about yourself too. Didn't your family just buy a motorcycle tricycle today?"
"It's brand new, I hope it doesn't get ruined during the typhoon."
He was cryptic and sarcastic, but no one else knew that. Hearing him say that, they immediately asked curiously, "Did you buy a motorcycle tricycle?"
"Really?"
"Did Ah An buy it? Goodness, he's been making a lot of money lately, renovating his old house and buying a car."
Hearing everyone's discussion, Chen Gui's smile vanished.
hateful!
It seems he said something wrong again.
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