Li Mingyi jolted awake from his state of lying like a corpse and sat bolt upright. The salty sea breeze hit his face, clearing his head instantly.
"This is the first night of returning to the sea to forage after I was fired."
While lying down just now, he had already confirmed from his memory that he had been reborn into the sea not far from home.
Rebirth, this was an extraordinary fortune that ordinary people couldn't encounter. He never expected to experience it himself.
Li Mingyi's heart pounded with excitement, his face flushing red.
As a result, he stepped directly on a banana peel he had carelessly discarded before his transmigration, and with a slide, he plopped off the small boat.
"Wha—glug glug glug!!!"
Li Mingyi thrashed in the water a couple of times, then, soaked to the bone, he crawled onto the boat's edge, gasping for air.
He spat out a mouthful of seawater, pushed himself up onto the boat with effort, and then lay down limply.
"Damn it, almost drowned in my rebirth."
Li Mingyi cursed with a laugh, finding himself foolish.
His bad habit of discarding banana peels carelessly had almost cost him his life. So, don't litter when eating.
[Ding dong! Fishing Radar bound to host. Please explore at your own pace.]
[Ding dong! Fishing Radar bound to host. Please explore at your own pace.]
[Ding dong! Fishing Radar bound to host. Please explore at your own pace.]
Li Mingyi's head snapped around as he looked at his surroundings. The voice in his mind had alerted him three times. In the vast expanse of the sea, this was somewhat eerie.
Could this be a rebirth bonus, a golden finger?
He had read plenty of novels, sent plenty of gifts, and urged authors to update plenty of times. So, was it his turn for a golden finger this year?
Li Mingyi sat up, extremely excited. Just as the system appeared in his mind, he found a radar superimposed in his brain.
A message surfaced in his mind, informing him that only by gaining experience from fishing and leveling up could he expand the range of the fishing radar.
The fishing radar, centered on him, allowed him to clearly see the location of all fish within a ten-kilometer radius, and their positions were updated in real-time.
Swim?
Unless you swim out of the ten-kilometer range, you're just little money in my fishnet.
"Good heavens, I'm going to get rich! I never expected such good fish to be right under my nose."
"It's true that the most dangerous place is the safest. They really know how to hide."
Li Mingyi rubbed his palms together with shining eyes, occasionally licking his lips, muttering about making a fortune.
In his previous life, he had achieved nothing. In the end, he could only dry fish with his mother to make a living. His life had been quite down and out.
But now, it was different. With a golden finger, his aspirations were still simple: to lead a prosperous life with his mother.
As for the future, he was too lazy to think about it. Making money and living well was the most practical thing.
Li Mingyi, full of anticipation, steered his rickety boat several kilometers and stopped, then cast his net to fish.
Patience was the most important thing when fishing at sea. Usually, two or more people would go out together, otherwise, it was easy to get bored to illness or encounter danger without anyone to call for help.
But Li Mingyi was different. He only had a mother in her forties at home, and he couldn't possibly let his mother accompany him out to sea.
He did have companions, but now that he possessed a huge secret, he was very reluctant to work with others, for fear of accidentally leaking his secret.
Before dawn, Li Mingyi returned triumphantly, his boat laden with expensive fish. The catch from this trip was at least over three hundred thousand yuan.
Every fish was a wild, expensive species. Once the word "wild" was attached to these fish, their prices at least doubled.
If his boat weren't so small, Li Mingyi could have earned over a million.
(Regarding fishing, the author doesn't know. It's about making it exciting, so don't argue with me. I don't know everything either.)
As soon as he docked his boat, Li Mingyi encountered fellow villagers who were just preparing to set out to sea.
These people saw the fish piled on Li Mingyi's boat, especially the ones that caught their eyes, and envy and jealousy were written all over their faces.
When Li Mingyi sold his boatload of fish and the news spread that he had earned forty thousand yuan, it immediately swept through the fishing village.
.......
Li Mingyi's affairs couldn't even reach Zhao Yunhai's ears. At this moment, Li Mingyi wasn't qualified to appear before him.
"Shall we have steamed buns or congee for breakfast?"
Unlike Zhao Yunhai, who habitually slept in, Yang Hui had already woken up.
She had just fetched steamed buns and congee from outside and placed them aside. Seeing him awake, she said with extreme gentleness.
"How about we eat something else?"
Zhao Yunhai, regardless of whether he was dressed or not, directly hugged Yang Hui and grinned mischievously.
Yang Hui didn't speak. She silently embraced his neck, burying her face in his chest.
Zhao Yunhai could feel the warmth of Xiao Huihui's breath from within his embrace. Her slender eyelashes fluttered, tickling his skin.
The woman in his arms was gentle and considerate, and last night had left Zhao Yunhai very satisfied.
He didn't need a woman who was overly powerful, because he himself was very strong.
He didn't need a woman who was too shrewd, because he disliked personalities that were too similar, as they easily clashed.
He also disliked women who were overly passionate and sought love freely.
He liked women who were gentle and virtuous, dignified in their dealings, calm in the face of adversity, and composed in handling matters. They were like daughters of officials in ancient times.
"I want to cook for you."
The woman in his arms suddenly spoke, making Zhao Yunhai slightly puzzled. Why was this woman so insistent on cooking for him?
However, he readily agreed. Whatever she wanted to do, he would satisfy it completely.
"Alright, if you want any ingredients, just tell Si Jin Yan to buy them."
Yang Hui snuggled into his embrace, a sweet smile on her face.
Her mother had told her that a woman could not be unable to cook, or not be proficient in it.
If a man gets used to eating food cooked by his wife, even if he's out having affairs, he'll occasionally miss the woman at home.
Although their time together was short, she could still understand Yun Hai's inner thoughts and knew that his ambition was very, very great.
A meal cooked by herself could relieve his mental fatigue. Wasn't that the meaning of her existence as his woman?
The above sentence led to the running around below.
Zhao Yunhai liked to eat fish, and fish feasts were among Yang Hui's specialties.
Si Jin Yan rubbed his temples. Fresh fish were scarce in Luoyang; most of it was transported from other places.
(Don't argue with me, I'm just guiding the plot.)
Among the fish feast prepared by Yang Hui, there were several recipes that had been lost to the outside world for a long time.
Some rare and expensive deep-sea fish, using only the essence of a small portion, required a large quantity to eventually form a single dish.
The food consumed by ancient dignitaries and nobles had to be not only pleasing to the eye, nose, and palate but also rare and expensive to be considered presentable enough to entertain distinguished guests.
For Yang Hui, there was no concept of expensive or not. The Yang family never lacked money and had always been brought up in luxury.
However, Yang Hui also understood the saying, "While the rich feast, the poor starve."
But since neither of their families lacked money, why deliberately pretend to be poor? They should eat well if they could. It was natural, not showing off.
Si Jin Yan, responsible for this matter, prepared to travel to Haicheng to personally oversee the local purchase and ensure freshness through air transport.