Chapter 289 How Much per Pound?

When the giant bluefin tuna is winched off the Bug.

"Farke!"

"Maiga!"

"I do not believe."

"Why?"

There was a bang.

Thunderous applause.

In the live broadcast room, Claire stared at the camera and leaned forward, not caring about the stimulation caused by her low chest.

I don’t know how many people had nosebleeds in front of the TV.

"Mr. Anderson, you lose."

Anderson smiled and shook his head.

He was also confused.

This magical oriental boy has something.

He was watching the whole day today.

Ye Sihai always acted with purpose.

Could it be that he really has some mysterious ability?

on the lens.

Ye Sihai and Robert began to take photos with this giant blue fin.

Then Tyson and Liu Hanhan were added.

Finally, there are two people from the film crew.

This is tradition.

Whenever a big fish is caught, a group photo is taken.

Then comes the weighing session.

The giant blue fin of the Bug is an exact length of four meters and two meters.

The weight is one thousand three hundred and ninety-seven pounds.

Then there’s the selling in public.

This is what professional fishermen are most concerned about.

The highest selling price for the first twenty-nine groups was thirty-two dollars per pound.

The lowest was only thirteen dollars.

The gap is still huge.

The price of this fish, Bedbug, is certainly not low.

But how much can it be?

Apart from the internal organs and then cutting off the head and tail, there is only one thousand pounds left, right?

Watanabe also excitedly bowed to congratulate Ye Sihai, and then took a group photo.

Other super-rich people have no such interest.

This is a competition.

How can you increase the prestige of your opponent?

But they are also concerned about the price of the fish.

Watanabe quickly ordered his men to start taking action.

First cut off the head of the fish, then cut off the fins and tail, and then cut off the tail.

Remove a section of fish tail meat to evaluate the quality.

The higher the fat content, the pinker the meat.

Generally, watermelon color is the product.

When the fish tail is cut open and the camera is shown.

"Farke!"

"What's this?"

"Why isn't it red?"

"God, this is top quality."

Watanabe's hair stood on end for a moment.

He pushed his men away, went up in person, and looked at it carefully with a flashlight for a long time.

Then he inserted a slender thorn into the middle of the fish body.

As soon as the fish meat was taken out and displayed, everyone present broke their guard.

Watanabe also carries a special fat measuring machine.

Didi didi.

After a test, the highest fat content in the abdominal area reached 12%.

Watanabe's eyes were blank.

This top-quality food is completely S+ and even partially reaches SS level.

Send it to the market in Tokyo overnight, and it will fetch a high price directly.

"Ye Xian, I'll give you fifteen hundred dollars per pound, please!"

Watanabe wished he could give Ye Sihai a seat on the ground.

The other professional fishermen present seemed to have been stabbed in their acupoints.

Standing frozen on the spot.

Take less?

Fifteen hundred dollars?

A pound?

Am I hallucinating?

There must have been too much wind at the beach and I heard wrongly.

In the live broadcast room, Krall was so frightened that he dropped the reminder book on his hand.

Anderson jumped up from his seat with a horrified expression on his face.

In front of the TV, an unknown amount of Coke and coffee were spilled on the floor.

Fifteen hundred dollars a pound?

I have fished all my life, why can’t I even compare to others for a fraction of a cent?

Who is this?

Ye Sihai looked at Watanabe with a smile and asked:

"Mr. Watanabe, are you sure you only give one thousand and a half?"

Robert...!

The super rich...!

Professional fishermen...!

Watanabe looked at Ye Sihai nervously, moved his mouth for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth:

"Ye Xian, I will add two hundred per pound, but I have the first right to purchase any fish you catch in the next nine days!"

Ye Sihai finally held Watanabe's hand with great enthusiasm:

“A pleasure to work with.”

Watanabe...!

It hurts.

But there is still money to be made.

Big profit.

I'll transport it back to Tokyo immediately in the evening, in time for the auction tomorrow morning.

It can be served directly to the table in the evening.

One pound is $1,700, and the total is one thousand pounds.

In other words, Ye Sihai's fish was sold for 1.7 million.

The previous highest earner was US$37,000.

The professional fisherman was a tall, thick-set man with a full beard. He put his head in his hands and looked at Ye Sihai in disbelief, with a string of exclamations in his mouth that no one could understand.

Robert was even more excited than he was when he made 100 million:

"God, Bruce, I love you so much."

Ye Sihai curled his lips and said:

"Get some sleep. We have to continue playing tomorrow. Aren't you tired?"

Robert suddenly lost his temper.

indeed.

It's been a very tiring day.

But it’s very rewarding.

Several other super rich people who had drunk Ye Sihai wine came up to congratulate him and then dispersed.

For them, just over one million US dollars is not even pocket money.

What’s more, it’s the joy of their participation.

Ye Sihai's harvest today also stimulated their desire to win.

Go back and study the sea charts and weather, and win tomorrow.

With Ye Sihai's fish sold, today's TV live broadcast came to an end.

Claire hurried out of the live broadcast room, and wanted to make an excuse to get to know Ye Sihai.

But she found that Ye Sihai had already boarded Robert's Happy Yacht.

The mood of the professional anglers was much more complicated.

Full of jealousy.

The gap is too big.

More than one million.

We are all fishermen, why are you so outstanding?

It makes us look incompetent.

The super rich can invite them, which means that they are of course the top players in the industry.

But what is Ye Sihai's record?

It's just luck that he broke a record.

Although the world record for bluefin tuna sea fishing is recognized as the most difficult record to break in the fishing industry.

Originally, everyone was ready to laugh at this oriental boy.

Now these professional anglers have become a joke.

Several professional anglers have already had some ideas in their minds.

Like them. Other anglers have actually made the same decision in their hearts.

That is...!

Tomorrow, I will follow you.

Wherever you go, I will go.

It's not okay. You can fish, but I can't.

This kind of rogue tactics is generally used by professional anglers.

Because there are no restrictions on sea fishing.

But experienced professional anglers will not easily expose their fishing spots.

What is a fishing spot?

Wealth.

If others come, won't they share my money?

But other anglers can follow behind.

Although this is a bit shameless, it is allowed unless prohibited by law.

There is no such clause in the competition.

And for the sake of the competition, it is often more enjoyable to watch.

Ye Sihai doesn't care about others.

He returned to the Happy No., took a shower, and went to sleep after eating.

He was a little tired today.

There are still nine days of competition to come.

Strive to earn one million US dollars every day.

This can earn about 20 million.

Although it is still much less than the 200 million US dollar prize.

But, even a mosquito leg is meat.

I will not let go of the wrong one!

I will continue tomorrow and I will scare you to death.