Godly Fisherman

Back to Qianliyan, they heard that Xiao Peng was going to fish in the sea, and the children’s eyes changed. It was a great torture for their grandmother to force the pinyin of ‘Bopo Mo Buddha’ in her mouth every day.

"Dad, take us there too..." The eyes of several children looking at Xiao Peng changed, with a pleading look.

Xiao Peng glanced at Chen Aifen, well, Chen Aifen's eyes clearly read: "You dare to run them, you try."

Xiao Peng swallowed and opened his hands to the children: "Children, don't look at Dad. Dad will listen to grandma. I really dare not take you there. Listen to grandma and study hard. "

Xiao Ge widened his eyes: "Dad, wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance. You should stand up and fight against grandma!"

Xiao Peng looked at Xiao Ge dubiously, is this kid looking for death? This is Huaxia, not Uzbekistan. Do you understand that Baishan Xiao is the first? You let me fight your grandma? Can she bury me alive, you believe?

Xiao Peng curled his lips, ignoring Xiao Ge, and Pan Peiyu and Yang Meng got ready for the Arale.

Chen Aifen looked at Xiao Ge with a smile: "Xiao Ge, haven't you heard another sentence?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Ge looked at grandma with a wary face, her sudden smile made her feel hairy.

"Where there is resistance, there will be stronger oppression! Go and copy the Pinyin alphabet ten times now! You are not allowed to eat if you can't finish copying!" Chen Aifen was angry.

"Dad! Please, take me away!" Xiao Ge really cried now, looking at Xiao Peng's decisively leaving back.

Take you away and let mom toss herself? Child, you must have the spirit to stand up to the thunder for your father.

Xiao Peng naturally chose to ignore Xiao Ge. Well, for the first time, I thought it would be good to bring a few children back. To attract the firepower of his mother, he was considered free.

As for Xiao Ge, the phrase Xiao Peng has heard from childhood is: "Child, this is all for your own good."

"Draw a net along the undercurrent of the southward!" Xiao Peng turned the ship's direction and let Pan Peiyu and Yang Meng get off the net.

But this time Xiao Peng's goal was not mackerel.

Since we want to sell, we should sell some better fish. Xiao Peng's goal this time is to have big groceries ------ you must have some fish.

The old man on the dock was right, since it is the Chinese New Year, he must eat good fish.

Like bonito, Chinese people don’t like to eat it, but like mackerel and herring, the grade is not high enough.

tuna? Ordinary people don't recognize it.

Therefore, Xiao Peng's purpose this time is the traditional fish in the Yellow Sea.

This is a bitter dog egg, and the sharks with it are constantly chasing fish on the bottom of the sea, driving shallow bottom fish like black catfish, six-line fish, eels, and the like to the upper layer. Also bring together mid-level fish such as large yellow croaker, small yellow croaker, American red croaker, hairtail, cod perch.

In this way, the two nets went down, and the Arale returned with full load.

This is still the case of throwing small fish back into the sea.

Yang Meng and Pan Peiyu didn't know that there were dog eggs on the bottom of the sea to catch fish: "There are too many fish in this fishing ground, right?" Yang Meng said with a smile.

Xiao Peng curled his lips: "This is also a time to look at luck. It happens to be a time to pass a school of fish."

So Yang Meng was convinced, he knew Xiao Peng's ability to find fish.

Yang Meng and Pan Peiyu are sorting fish, putting the same kind of fish together for sale.

Xiao Peng steered the boat to the pier slowly. It's too inconvenient to run back to fly the plane. Anyway, you have to sort the fish and just sail to the dock.

"Xiao Peng, come out soon." Xiao Peng just wanted to be lazy for a while when he heard Yang Meng calling him.

"What do you shout? Why do I have to come out for something important?" Xiao Peng walked out of the cockpit to see what Yang Meng told himself to do.

I saw Yang Meng grabbing a yellow fish in one hand: "Brother, see what this is?"

"Rhubarb, what's so strange?" Xiao Peng replied.

The so-called large yellow croaker and small yellow croaker refer to the small yellow croaker. In the Yellow Sea, because the six-line fish is also yellow, the people are used to calling it "croaker stick", but in fact it is not a yellow croaker.

Only large yellow croaker and small yellow croaker are real yellow croakers. Together with hairtail squid, they are collectively referred to as the four marine products of China.

Large yellow croaker and small yellow croaker are similar in size, small yellow croaker is smaller, one weighs about half a catty and is about 20 cm long. The large yellow croaker is almost half a meter long.

The two pieces in Yang Meng's hand were at least seventy centimeters in size, fat and big.

Yang Meng said to Xiao Peng, "Big Brother! This big yellow croaker weighs at least seven catties! Seven catties!" When he said the word Qijin, he also deliberately increased his tone.

"Seven catties is seven catties, what's all the fuss about?" To be honest, Xiao Peng is not very interested in small fish now. We have seven hundred catties of tuna in our fishery. Why are you so excited with a seven catties of large yellow croaker?

Yang Meng sighed, "Xiao Peng, you are really my brother! You have opened such a large fishing ground, don't you know what the seven catties of large yellow croaker means?"

Xiao Peng didn't even look at him. He lit a cigarette and said, "Just say it, don't go around in circles."

Yang Meng was speechless: "The large yellow croaker is almost gone because of overfishing. Only the farmed large yellow croaker, and now more than four catties of wild large yellow croaker can be sold for nearly 10,000 jin."

"Fuck, what are you talking about? This fish nima is so expensive?" Xiao Peng was shocked when he heard the price, and immediately began to swear.

There are a lot of large yellow croaker and small yellow croaker in Qianliyan fishery. Xiao Peng didn't care about it. They let them fend for themselves. Like mackerel and herring, they belong to the feed type fish. Didn't expect it to be so expensive?

"Aren't there dozens of dollars a catty in the market?" Xiao Peng asked.

"You are talking about farming large yellow croaker!"

Yang Meng continued: "Large yellow croaker is the same as yellow-lipped fish. The swim bladder is valuable. Rich people collect its maw like abalone. The traditional Chinese medicine "fish maw" is made of big yellow croaker maw, and it can also make yellow fish glue. Cod liver is a good raw material for cod liver oil, plus it tastes delicious. Kyoto’s famous dish, squirrel yellow croaker, is made with large yellow croaker. Because it is a treasure, it was almost extinct from fishing a few years ago. Now wild large yellow croaker is rare. Few, most of them are cultivated artificially. So the price of this wild large yellow croaker has become a sky-high price, especially large fish, which is extremely rare."

Xiao Peng scratched his head. Okay, the owner of the fisherman himself seemed a little too irresponsible: "How much did you catch?"

Yang Meng pointed to the fish cabin and said, "There are more than ten such big ones."

Xiao Peng calculated it and was completely speechless. Not only can these few large yellow croakers sell for millions of dollars?

Yang Meng threw the large yellow croaker back into the living water tank to keep it fresh. Continue to say: "Our nets are big, small fish nets can't come up, the nets are not small, most of them are cod and bass, but also a small amount of hairtail and black catfish. There is also a Pacific halibut, but the size It's not too big, just over one and a half meters, a little over a hundred catties."

Xiao Peng nodded after hearing that, the Pacific halibut could grow to nearly three meters long. This one obviously hasn't grown up yet, but compared to the local flounder in China, it's a monster.

Xiao Peng laughed and said, "You said that if we take this thing to the dock and sell it, will anyone buy it?"

Yang Meng also laughed: "To be honest, if I hadn't seen this thing in the Sea of ​​Okhotsk, I would have thought it was a monster. When have we seen such a big flounder here? Maybe no one bought it."

Pan Peiyu frowned and interjected: "Boss, what if no one buys it?"

Xiao Peng and Yang Meng listened to Pan Peiyu's words, and looked at him disgustingly together: "I have to ask? Let's eat it ourselves!"

Pan Peiyu felt like she was crying stupidly. What is the question? Can't sell it or eat it by yourself?

But this flounder is delicious at first glance. Pan Peiyu now hopes that this flounder will not be sold, and it will be better to get rid of the hunger by himself.

"How do you think such a big flounder is delicious?" Yang Meng asked suddenly.

Pan Peiyu was thinking about how to eat, and directly replied, "I need to ask? Steamed! Steamed halibut is the best."

Yang Meng glared at Pan Peiyu: "Steamed such a big flounder? Will it be delicious if it is sliced ​​and steamed?"

Pan Peiyu was also not convinced: "Then how do you eat?"

Yang Meng smiled: "It must be roasted and eaten whole. A group of people eats around a fish. It's fun to think about it."

Pan Peiyu asked with contempt: "Mengzi, in your eyes, there is no better way of cooking than barbecue, right?"

Yang Meng shook his head and said solemnly: "Who said that? There is also hot pot! By the way, making this flounder meat for fish hot pot must also be delicious."

Well, in Yang Meng's dictionary, there are only two so-called delicacies, one is hot pot and the other is barbecue.

Pan Peiyu looked at Xiao Peng with a contemptuous expression, watching Xiao Peng frowning and thinking, hurriedly asked: "Boss, how do you think such a large flounder is the best to cook?"

Xiao Peng is also a headache. Pan Peiyu is right. Steamed flounder is indeed the most suitable way to cook flounder, but how to steam such a large flounder? If it is cut and steamed, it is easy to change the taste of the fish. After thinking about it, Xiao Peng gave the answer: "For such a large flounder, there are two best practices. The first is to cut the fish into pieces and fry it to make fried fish. The second is to cut the flounder into pieces. Steam it afterwards and splash it with oil. This should be the best way to cook such a large flounder."

Pan Peiyu gave a thumbs up after hearing this: "The boss is the real foodie."

Xiao Peng smiled and kicked Pan Peiyu: "You don't shoot well, change your posture!"

Yang Meng was thoughtful on the side: "Why do I now hope that no one will buy this fish?"

Xiao Peng laughed aloud: "Hahahaha, in fact, I thought so just now! According to my analysis, this fish may not be bought by anyone. We Chinese people, seeing something unfamiliar, are unwilling to try it. People who don’t understand thought that this flounder was mutated after eating nuclear waste."

Pan Peiyu nodded: "Actually, I still think this thing is like a monster."

Xiao Peng: "... Wait until you see the three-meter-long halibut. This is still a juvenile fish."

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