122: Bailang cooking

Yang Qi was truly exhausted at this point, having reeled in four large Tunas in a row. His hands and feet were trembling slightly.

He was half-lying on the deck, leaning against the side of the boat, not wanting to move at all. Zhang Jun did all the bleeding and deacidification for him.

He knew that without the help of the others, the last Tuna would have been very difficult to land. Even if he had managed, he would have been utterly worn out.

Watching them all taking photos together, he figured they were probably waiting for a signal to post them on their Moments and show off.

Yang Qi now felt a bit disinclined to post on Moments or in fishing groups. He sometimes took photos with fish, but purely for remembrance.

As he caught more and larger fish, he gradually stopped sharing his catches on Moments and in fishing groups.

Because he was the boat owner, if someone saw the photos and wanted to join him on his boat for fishing, would he agree or not?

If it was a very close friend or a genuinely good relative, he would take them along.

But what if their character wasn't great, or the relationship wasn't that close? What then?

Agreeing to take them out to sea would definitely make him unwilling inside.

The most crucial thing was that he had no intention of telling anyone about his Golden Finger.

Therefore, it was best to lower his sense of presence. It was best not to show his face if possible.

Let Zhang Jun and the others have the chance to show off! Given their status, no one would try to take advantage of them.

Also, through a period of interaction, he had a good understanding of their characters.

Modern fish finders were becoming increasingly advanced, which also helped him conceal his Golden Finger.

Yang Qi felt that this afternoon was his highlight. A total of seven Tunas were landed, and he alone caught four of them.

"Hehehe! I finally shone once!"

In the past, when he went fishing with Bai Xue, his Dad, and his Mom, his Golden Finger could accurately locate schools of fish, or rather, the large fish within those schools.

But when it came to luck, it was truly mediocre. Although he could cast precisely and hook fish faster than them, he was still outdone by them several times.

"Yang Qi, go lie down in the rest cabin for a while! Look how tired you are."

Zhang Jun walked over to him and said.

"Brother Jun, I'm fine, I'll be good after sitting for a bit. I was just a little too eager earlier," Yang Qi replied with a smile.

"Brother-in-law, you've gone to the heavens! Four large Tunas in a row!"

Just then, Bai Lang and Zhang Fei returned from putting the fish in the freezer.

"Amazing! Yang Qi, we knew you were good, but not *this* good!"

Zhang Fei also gave a thumbs-up in praise.

"Just good luck! You guys are still praising me. Hehehe!"

The corners of his mouth, stretched to his ears, easily betrayed Yang Qi's modesty.

"A-Fei, I'll point out a location for you. It'll be up to you to drive the boat there, and we'll spend the night. I'm going to rest a bit more."

Yang Qi said to Zhang Fei. Of course, after resting for a while, he wasn't so tired that he couldn't move; he just purely wanted to find a tool-person.

"No problem, I'll drive! You get some more rest." Zhang Fei readily agreed.

"When we get there, I'll make dinner."

Yang Qi didn't know if Bai Lang could cook. Asking the Zhang Jun and Zhang Fei brothers if they could cook, he felt, would be a joke.

Two rich second-generation heirs who could cook? He didn't even believe it himself.

"Uh, uh, this, that…"

Zhang Jun and Zhang Fei were at a loss for words. They considered themselves good at other things, but cooking was something they truly hadn't touched.

From childhood, they had dabbled in various things. But cooking? There were several aunties at home! Were they going to snatch work from the aunties and make them unemployed?

They both told themselves they couldn't do such a thing.

"Don't be embarrassed, we wouldn't dare eat your cooking anyway! Hahaha."

"Brother-in-law, I can!"

Bai Lang interjected from the side.

"Oh! What can you cook?"

"Seafood porridge or fish porridge, steamed fish or braised fish, pan-fried is also fine. And aren't there the stewed steaks we brought from home? Just heat them up. Stir-fried eggs with tomatoes, and a garlic-smashed green vegetable. Done."

Bai Lang said matter-of-factly.

"Didn't see that coming! Bai Lang, you can actually cook! You're awesome!"

Zhang Fei showered Bai Lang with praise.

"Hehehe, just so-so. Learned it in my spare time." Bai Lang scratched his head and replied with a smile.

"Alright then! You'll make dinner. Let's have seafood porridge, we have Crab and lobster, so add some more fish meat to it."

"Also, cook some Crab and lobster, steam a large pomfret, and there's half a Spanish Mackerel in the freezer that can be pan-fried."

"Heat up the steak, and stir-fry a green vegetable or stir-fried eggs with tomatoes. You can get the ingredients yourself, just remember to make plenty so it's filling!"

"Brother Jun, A-Fei, is there anything you'd like to eat? See if Bai Lang can make it."

Yang Qi finally decided to let Bai Lang try his hand at cooking.

"This much is enough, I don't have anything specific I want to eat."

Zhang Jun waved his hand and said.

"This will do! It's enough to eat!"

Zhang Fei also simultaneously indicated that no more dishes were needed.

Bai Lang agreed and went to find the ingredients. Yang Qi led Zhang Jun and the other to the cockpit.

He pointed out a coordinate on the nautical chart on the dashboard to Zhang Fei, then handed the cockpit over to Zhang Fei.

Yang Qi and Zhang Jun went to the flybridge's salon area, sitting, drinking tea, chatting, and enjoying the scenery.

Yang Qi and Zhang Jun comfortably drank tea in the flybridge salon, gazing at the sparkling sea in the distance, and chatted about their various amusing fishing experiences at sea.

As they were talking, Bai Lang poked his head up from below, "Brother-in-law, the ingredients are all ready, I'm going to start cooking now."

Yang Qi smiled and nodded, "Thanks for your hard work, Bai Lang."

Not long after, an enticing aroma wafted up.

Yang Qi sniffed, "Well, well, Bai Lang has some skills; the cooking smells great."

Zhang Jun also became interested, sniffing the air and saying, "It does smell very good, looks like we're in for a treat tonight."

After the boat reached the designated location and anchored steadily, Bai Lang and Zhang Fei carried plates of colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes to the foredeck.

Everyone gathered around and began to enjoy the feast.

The seafood porridge was fresh and rich, the steamed pomfret was tender, and the pan-fried Spanish Mackerel was crispy outside and tender inside. The garlic-smashed green vegetable was intensely garlicky. Mother Yang's stewed steak was incredibly aromatic.

Everyone ate with high praise, and Bai Lang's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

"Bai Lang has some skills! If you ever have trouble finding a job, I'll fund a restaurant for you, brother."

Zhang Fei declared. This guy was now finding Bai Lang more and more pleasing to the eye.

In the end, it was another clean plate operation.

After dinner, night fell, and stars dotted the sky. They leaned against the railing, enjoying the sea breeze, chatting, and feeling this sense of ease and contentment.