"Yellow croaker."
Although Xie Baolian didn't know how to distinguish this fish, she had caught one last time that was less than a jin but worth two thousand silver dollars. Although the two of them ate it in the end, thinking back, it was heartbreaking.
The three fish on the chopping board were clearly a few sizes larger. How much could they be worth? Xie Baolian immediately refused to accept it. She quickly pulled the rope, tied a knot, and glared at Li Haochen, "Hurry up and sell them, you prodigal son."
"Cough, cough, Mom, these fish are dead from being thrown on the chopping board, they're not worth much. Now they're at most two hundred a jin. Ask Yanran, right?"
Li Haochen looked at Murong Yanran, constantly winking.
"Aunt Lian, don't listen to his nonsense. Yellow croaker can't survive out of water. These three should sell for at least sixty to seventy thousand, but..." Murong Yanran paused, smiled charmingly, "He's so rich now, he can eat them every day without worry, hehe!"
After saying that, Murong Yanran leaned into Xie Baolian's ear and whispered, "...one hundred million."
"Oh my gosh!"
Xie Baolian's legs went weak when she heard this. After a moment of recovery, she rushed to untie the net bag, but the knot was tied too tightly and she couldn't untie it.
"Damn it."
In her anger, Xie Baolian grabbed the kitchen knife she had just used and slashed it fiercely into the mouth of the net bag. She patted her hands triumphantly, "See how you can stop me."
"Uh, my net bag..."
"Hmph, you actually concealed the report. I'll deal with you later."
Xie Baolian glared fiercely at Li Haochen, then turned and went to the refrigerator to get a fresh-keeping bag. She selected the smallest one, wrapped it, and put it in the freezer.
"Take one back for your dad. He's been entertaining guests every day recently and hasn't had a proper meal."
Li Haochen stepped forward and took another one, wrapping it. "Mom, take an extra one back. Dad likes to eat fish."
Seeing Xie Baolian about to say something, Murong Yanran spoke first, "Aunt Lian, take it back. One is enough for us to eat, it's two or three jin. Besides, if you want to eat it, just ask Haochen to fish for it, hehe!"
"That's right, son. Go fish a few back when you have time. Frozen ones can also be preserved for a while. This way, the taste is indeed fresh and sweet."
"You treat these yellow croakers like spring shrimp."
"What are you muttering about? Hurry up and prepare the fish."
"Uh, aren't you going to do it?"
"With ready-made labor, would I be a fool to do it myself? Hurry up, we're all hungry." Saying this, Xie Baolian hung her apron on Li Haochen, took a tissue to wipe her hands, and didn't forget to check her beautiful nails, "Good thing they're not ruined."
"..."
Li Haochen worked very quickly. Dinner was ready in less than half an hour. If Xie Baolian did it, it would probably take an hour to eat.
Steamed yellow croaker, stir-fried baby bok choy with garlic, stir-fried donkey slices with ginger and scallions. The dishes were full of color, aroma, and taste. The two women ate without any ladylike demeanor, especially the yellow croaker. Li Haochen was only left with gnawing on the bones and dipping in the sauce.
After dinner, it was naturally time to give the two goddesses a massage. Recently, it had been this and that, and it had been a long time since they had "done their homework." His techniques were becoming a bit rusty.
In the massage segment, Xie Baolian always didn't stay long, leaving within ten minutes each time.
Murong Yanran was still the same, lying on the sofa with her backside up.
Not long after Li Haochen started massaging, he heard even breathing. The sight of Murong Yanran falling asleep with a tired face made Li Haochen's heart ache.
He gently picked her up and walked towards the room, covered her with a quilt, kissed her forehead, and then walked out.
The next day, when he woke up, Murong Yanran and the others had also gone back to work. After Li Haochen ate the lovingly prepared breakfast, he went to the administrative building to get the permit for catching large fish. This time, he didn't use any connections. This permit was just for emergencies. After all, when going out to sea, who knows when these big bluefin tunas would bump into him.
It was always good to be prepared, especially since there were many people who couldn't stand to see you do well. With solid evidence, those with ulterior motives would have no room to exploit.
The permit process was completed, but it couldn't be collected on the spot. It would take some time.
Leaving the administrative building, Li Haochen rode his electric scooter towards several seafood markets along the coast.
The last time he discovered the abundant conch shells beneath the reefs in the spatial ocean, Li Haochen had the idea of opening a conch stall and closing the coconut stall branch.
Two shops on one pedestrian street. It inevitably had quite an impact. After closing the branch, Chen He and the others' income should increase a bit. Especially since Liang Minfeng was preparing to get married and buy a house for his child, he would absolutely not accept money or shares. This was the only way.
Half an hour later, Li Haochen arrived at the Binjiang Seafood Market in the South District.
The market was not large, just one street, with about 30 stalls, all two stories high. Glass tanks of various sizes were placed in front of the stalls, and breeding ponds were inside.
Li Haochen parked his scooter and walked in.
Although it was almost eleven o'clock, customers who came to buy seafood were still coming in endlessly. The business was very popular.
Li Haochen chose a stall and looked around. There was everything: fish, shrimp, crabs, shellfish, and conches. The prices were not cheap. Swimming butterfish the size of three fingers were priced at 45, and they were farmed. Anything labeled as wild was at least 30%-50% more expensive, or even higher.
The price of conch also made Li Haochen gasp. He didn't expect even small spicy conch to cost 15 yuan a jin.
"As expected, this is the wealthiest South District in Binhai. This is even better for me. However, with such good business here, I wonder if there are any stalls left."
As he went deeper, all the stalls he saw were packed with customers and doing booming business. Li Haochen shook his head and sighed, "With such good business, who wouldn't want to do it? It seems I can only go to seafood markets in other districts."
Li Haochen continued to walk. When he was almost at the end, a seafood stall in the innermost part made him very curious because there were no customers, which was a stark contrast to the bustling ones next door.
The bright red "Prime Location for Transfer" sign at the entrance caught Li Haochen's eye. He walked over, and a middle-aged man with a honest face immediately came out and said anxiously, "Is this boss here to look at the stall?"
Li Haochen shook his head, took out a pack of Yuxi cigarettes from his pocket, opened it, and offered one. "Boss, the seafood street is so busy, why are you willing to transfer it?"
"Alas~"
The man took Li Haochen's cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and sighed, "Young man, look at my glass tank, what can I sell without anything?"
"Just restock it."
"If it were that simple, it would be great. Although the Mu family used to control the entire market, at least they wouldn't do anything extreme. Now the Hong family and the Li family have directly cut off... Alas, let's not talk about it." The man shook his head with a bitter smile and walked inside somewhat dejectedly.
"Hong family and Li family?"