Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

Chapter 517: Breeding Large Yellow Croaker

What’s wrong with a few dozen dollars?

Fu Wan nodded indifferently, "I know, Village Chief, come to my house tonight and try some steamed squid!"

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Fu couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you really going to eat it yourself?"

He looked around, and not only Boss Fu, but even the housekeeper Ye Xiaocui did not say anything to stop Ye Xiaocui.

Spendthrifts, all of them are spendthrifts!

Boss Fu found it a little funny to see the heartbroken look on Village Chief Fu's face.

"Uncle, it's okay if you don't want to eat it. I'll have a couple more bites later."

When Village Chief Fu heard this, he immediately glared at him.

"Eat! Why wouldn't I eat? Anyone who doesn't eat must have a broken brain!"

Anyone who doesn’t eat such a rare rat spot is a fool!

But Village Chief Fu felt embarrassed to eat such a valuable item for free, and he began to think about what he could bring back to Mr. Fu's house later.

You can't just go to eat with an empty-handed mouth. As an elder, he can't do such a thing!

Seeing that Boss Fu put all the fish he brought back into the fish box, Fu Wan went to the cabin to change into clean clothes. Only then did she have time to look at the fish that Boss Fu and his men had caught with the hand-cast net.

"One basket, two baskets, three baskets, four baskets, five baskets! Dad, you guys can do that! You actually managed to get five baskets of fish. Are they all mackerel?"

Fu Wan was in a very good mood as she looked at the neatly arranged bluefin tuna on the surface.

Although mackerel is not a very valuable fish, today is the first time the new boat goes out to sea, so it is better to have some than nothing.

And don’t underestimate these mackerel. Two baskets of mackerel can be worth the fuel cost of today’s trip to the sea.

Upon hearing this, Boss Fu pointed to several large barrels beside him with some pride.

"It's not just mackerel, there's a lot of octopus too. Look, there are a lot of octopus in this bucket!"

Not only octopus, but also some miscellaneous fish.

Fu Wan put on gloves and reached into the bucket to scoop something out casually.

"Wow, this long-legged octopus is pretty good. Save some for dinner."

In their area, octopus are divided into long-legged and short-legged ones. The short-legged ones are boiled or steamed, while the long-legged ones can be stir-fried or used to make dumplings or buns.

These octopuses should have been pulled up together with the school of bluefin tuna. Bluefin tuna cannot survive long after coming ashore, but the same is true for octopuses.

As long as there is water, surviving for a few days is not a problem.

However, these octopuses were restless in the bucket, and the sea water had long been dyed black by the ink they sprayed, so we had to fish them out and clean them up when we got back.

Everyone was packing up the fish here. Fu Wan turned around and saw Jiang Wanghai standing aside, looking thoughtful.

"How about it, Comrade Jiang? Can this sea area be used for aquaculture?"

Jiang Wanghai blurted out, "Of course. If this sea area is not suitable for aquaculture, then there might not be any suitable one in the whole of China."

Fu Wan raised her eyebrows. This answer was naturally within her expectations.

In the 1980s, as long as the fishermen paid a little attention, the Chinese waters would be clean.

After all, at this time, there were no island countries desperately trying to discharge wastewater into the sea, nor were there foreigners starting to dump foreign garbage into the sea.

"Then why are you frowning? Are you facing some problem?"

After spending time together today, Fu Wan felt that Jiang Wanghai was a very good elder.

He doesn't act like an expert, nor does he look down on fishermen who go out to sea to fish.

Fu Wan had even just seen him following Ye Xiaocui in picking out the remaining small mackerel on the fishing net.

"Hey, there's something I don't know whether I should ask or not."

Jiang Wanghai looked conflicted, and Feng Ji next to him couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him on the shoulder.

"You're a grown man, why are you dithering? Just tell me what you want to say!"

"I've known Comrade Xiao Fu for over half a year. He's a reliable and good comrade. Besides, there's only one problem: can anyone else eat you?"

This made some sense. Jiang Wanghai didn't refute it. He looked at Fu Wan, straightened his face, and said, "Comrade Fu, I'd like to ask, is there any limit on the amount of funds you can use for this breeding business?"

Fu Wan didn't expect him to ask this suddenly. She was stunned for a moment and then shook her head.

"I haven't thought about that. I know it costs money in the early stages of breeding, but once we master the technology, we should be able to make some money slowly."

At this point she grinned, "To be honest, I won't always fail, right?"

"Failure won't happen. To be honest, the water conditions here are good. I just tested it, and combined with your findings on the seabed, I think we can not only grow oysters and scallops here, but also sea bass and yellowtail. It should be successful."

Fu Wan was shocked when she heard this. She thought she would have to raise oysters for a year or two before she could get involved in marine fish farming.

She instantly perked up, "Comrade Jiang, you're not trying to cheer me up, are you? Can you really raise yellow croaker here?"

Jiang Wanghai was amused by her and waved his hand, saying, "Why would I lie to you? But the yellow croaker hasn't been good for the past few months. I have some classmates who are researching yellow croaker farming. The best time to stock yellow croaker is March to April. Now it's winter, and the climate isn't very suitable for yellow croaker to survive."

“To be honest, I hadn’t thought of letting you raise this before, but if you have enough budget, I suggest you try it.

In the future, there will definitely be a good market for breeding large yellow croaker and other marine fish!"

Seeing Jiang Wanghai's resolute look, Fu Wan's heart was also in turmoil.

She was reborn in modern times, so she naturally knew how good the market was for farmed yellow croaker in later generations.

But Jiang Wanghai is not reborn. The fact that he has such vision shows that he is indeed an expert in this area.

But he is not like those experts in later generations who sit in the office all day, have no idea about the well-being of the grassroots, and can only make some outrageous suggestions.

"So, what's the approximate budget for raising yellow croaker?"

Jiang Wanghai did a rough calculation and shook his head, saying, "I can't guarantee the exact amount, but if things don't go smoothly, tens of thousands will be required in the early stages."

"But for the yellow croaker fry, I can negotiate a favorable price with my classmates, and try to get as little as possible. As for the ones in the cages, I can't get a discount."

This thing needs to be custom-made by a fishing net manufacturer, so he can't help.

Tens of thousands. When Village Chief Fu heard this number, his brows furrowed instantly. This was a huge sum of money.

Fu Wan didn't agree immediately after hearing this. Although the people here were trustworthy, she didn't want to reveal how rich her family was.

"I don't think it should be a big problem. Comrade Jiang, go back and plan the oyster and scallop business first. Tell my father what we need for fish farming, and we'll prepare it later."

As for money, you don't have to worry too much. If my family's savings aren't enough, I can always apply for a loan. Besides, we have two boats now, so going out to sea more often to earn more can also reduce some of the pressure!