Bounty on the Monkey Head!

Toad Cave.

The blue animal hides are lavishly laid out, releasing a sense of coolness.

A large group of Toad sat in rows, their heads bobbing and croaking loudly.

The Fat Catfish peered around, unable to see clearly, then flicked its tail and squeezed out from between the bellies of the two Big Frog, swimming to the front.

Seeing that it was Legless Frog and deformities, the Frog Guerrilla its belly, clung tightly to the anchor rod, and ignored it.

"Long Insect trying to cut off territory to catch a monkey?"

"Do the Zerg still have territory to the east? Didn't they give it all to the Iron Head Fish?"

"They said they kept a portion of it."

What does White Ape look like?

"Stupid frog, of course White Ape looks like White Ape."

"You're the stupid frog! What if there are lots of White Ape in the Great Marsh?"

The two Big Frog were arguing and bickering. After a few words, they started grabbing each other's necks and rolling around on the ground.

"Your Great King, Your Great King, shall we go and search for that White Ape?"

The Frog Guerrilla away from the two fighting frogs, raising its webbed feet to suppress the dust.

Before the Great King could respond, the Old Toad suddenly leaped high, Frog Guerrilla's chin with its webbed claws, and violently dragged it to its face. The frog's eyes were full of disappointment and frustration.

"Fool! You'd rather lose money selling fish than do it?"

Frog Guerrilla was grabbed by the chin and forced to the ground, frantically shaking his head. "No, no, but... it's such a big piece of land..."

"Croak, Frog understands!" Da Pang clenched his fist to attract the attention of the other frogs. "The Elder means that the White Ape is more valuable than territory!"

After a moment's thought, the Frog Guerrilla's eyes lit up.

The Old Toad gave the Da Pang frog an approving look, released the Frog Guerrilla, and, with its webbed feet on its back, strolled in front of the other frogs.

"It's profitable! Only Long Insect would do business with land. If we let them profit, won't the Frog Clan lose out?"

Hiss! "The Elder is wise!"

The Frog Guerrilla prostrated themselves in admiration.

The Old Toad raised its head high. "We Frog Clan should not be confined to the gains and losses of a single corner of the land, but should focus on the entire Great Marsh! And even beyond the Great Marsh!"

"It has appeared! The Elder's astonishing wisdom has been revealed!"

"With the Elder leading the way and the Great King's might, what is there to worry about for the Frog Clan not to prosper!"

"The Long Insect can't make money, but the Frog Clan will. With this shift in power, the worms can be Long Insect with claws and their Ironhead smashed with anchors. The Jiang Huai Great Marsh will be completely captured! Frog life is as easy as turning one's hand!" Er Pang flipped his webbed claws.

"Things are thriving!"

The Frog Guerrilla the Great Anchor, and in an instant, the mountains roared and the sea surged.

Fat Catfish mingled among them, their Long Whiskers whiskers tugging at the algae, swaying and thrashing about with a joyful gait.

The Toad rubbed its blue animal hide, slid down halfway, and stared at the cave ceiling with its frog eyes.

The Elder ' analysis should not be heeded, but their conclusions should be carefully considered.

It had never seen White Ape, but it had seen Liang Qu.

Is Liang Qu White Ape? How can a demon transform into a human?

The Toad pondered.

The sails billowed, the hull of the boat crashed through the waves, and white foam surged to both sides.

Liang Qu grabbed the rope, looped it over his shoulder, and trailed behind the fleet, the warm water splashing onto his bare chest.

"The one who captured and killed the ape will be recognized as Small Pillar the Jianghuai? And will another piece of land be ceded to the east?"

What a generous gesture!

The four major ethnic groups had many vassal states, much like the numerous small tributary states surrounding the Da Shun Dynasty.

The extraordinary events of May included the sighting of the Lantern Fish Tribe Iron Head Fish Pufferfish Tribe...

Clearly, compared to the last time when they were just shouting slogans, this time Flood Dragon offered tangible benefits, and substantial ones at that, determined to mobilize all the small and medium-sized tribes in the Jiang Huai Great Marsh to search for the White Ape's tracks! "Lord Liang, the chilled mung bean soup is ready."

The soldier went to the stern to call out.

With a powerful pull, Liang Qu leaped onto the deck.

After a bowl of cold soup, my pores contracted, releasing some of my worries.

Looking out over the Great Marsh, one's heart and mind expand.

It doesn't matter.

Those who know the inside story either won't speak or can't speak.

The Flood Dragon turned the Great Marsh upside down, but couldn't find a single ape hair! As for himself...

The Ghost Mother Sect is restless, and the Dragon Lord has been missing for almost two cycles of sixty years.

Amidst these changing times, Da Shun gradually began to pay attention to the Jiang Huai Great Marsh, the land on which it had once prospered, and frequently deployed personnel to maintain stability.

Whether it was establishing Pingyang Prefecture, enfeoffing Wusheng Ningjiang Prefecture, or even constructing the Grand Canal, all were targeted measures.

There is no reason not to use someone else's strength against them.

"We've found the fish! It looks like Pearl Fish!"

"Pearl Fish? White Pearl, Silver Pearl?"

"It should be Silver Pearl!"

"Quickly, disconnect from the internet!"

"Watch out, there's Spirit Monster again!"

"I'll do it!"

Liang Qu drew his arrow, nocked the arrow, and drew his bow.

Night falls.

The soldier extended his long pole, and a bright orange-red light shone on the bow of the ship.

Countless schools of fish darted about, and the fishing Net Shuttle Boat forming thick nets, were hoisted onto the deck by the Martial Master pulling ropes.

Splash!

Fish and shrimp slid and spread out, covering the deck, each one lively and jumping around.

The boatmen selected the Treasure Fish, and threw the remaining miscellaneous fish back into the water one shovelful at a time.

The fishing for Treasure Fish continues day and night.

The cost is even lower at night.

Once you find the spot of the Treasure Fish, you don't need to use a lot of bait. Just light a fire stick, add a small amount of bait, and let the scent dissipate. You can catch the Treasure Fish by taking advantage of their phototaxis.

"It's very profitable."

Liang Qu was on night watch, and while reclining in his chair, he saw the harvest and couldn't help but ask someone to bring him paper and pen to do some calculations.

The fleet fishes in shifts around the clock, with experienced captains leading the way. They can catch several fish in a row, and the deeper they go into the Great Marsh, the higher the quality of the grouped Treasure Fish becomes.

For Hammerhead Fish venturing into deep water for the first time, three are needed to compare to one Tiger Spot or Red Blood Perch. The "White Pearl" fish we are in today's location are basically one and a half to two, which greatly improves the quality. Some "Silver Pearl" fish are even of higher quality than Red Blood Perch!

One swipe, and several hundred were caught!

A pound of Red Blood Perch costs a little over one tael of silver. Large quantities are sold at one tael of silver. With several batches a day, plus the occasional good Treasure Fish that wander in, the income is at least several hundred taels, and sometimes even over a thousand!

"We can't just look at income."

Liang Qu moved his wrist, circled with charcoal, and added a new line below.

The costs of baiting, fire sticks, travel time to and from deep water, wages, maintenance, repairs, and depreciation of the boat after it returns.

Of the 1,500 people, nearly 1,000 were Martial Artist at the Second Barrier or above; a few hundred copper coins wouldn't be enough to get rid of them.

"The River Conservancy Office tentatively allocates one-tenth of the profits to four people. After one trip, they can earn four or five hundred taels of silver, and they should have received several dozen Minor Merit."

A rough estimate of the Liang Qu.

After being away for about a month, he earned four or five hundred taels of silver, plus several dozen taels for Minor Merit.

Compared to the 200,000 taels of silver in his pocket, it may seem like a small amount, but in reality, it's a huge profit.

Liang Qu's wealth primarily comes from selling tickets for the "Oddities Ship" and the two expeditions to find the Mermaid Ruins —all windfall gains and unearned profits. How could he possibly make so much money every time? Add to that his monthly salary and annual stipend...

If you work hard, you can earn a stable monthly income of several hundred to nearly a thousand taels of silver as an honest and upright official!

"Hey, hey, don't throw away the prawns! Pick a few pounds and take them to the kitchen. Make some shrimp soup while they're still fresh. I'm hungry." Xiang Fangsu, also Xiang Fangsu night watchman, jumped over from the opposite boat, gave a few instructions to the sailors, and then came over. "What are you doing? Writing and drawing? Holding a grudge?"

"Calculate how much money you can make from one trip."

"How much did you calculate?"

"Four or five hundred taels, and some Minor Merit?"

"Four or five hundred taels? Haha, more than that." Xiang Fangsu moved a stool over and plopped down.

"More than?"

"How much do you think a Treasure Fish should be sold?"

"By weight... do you mean by the tail?"

"It will definitely be sold by weight, but it's different from how you usually buy Treasure Fish. When our ship arrives at the shore, the big merchants who received the news will arrive early and buy everything in one go. Don't you think bulk purchases are cheaper?"

"No?"

"No, it's just normal, fair-price trading, because their profit doesn't come from the price difference." Xiang Fangsu counted on her fingers, "For a Treasure Fish, the meat is sold to Martial Artist; the bones and fins are crushed and made into River Dolphin feed or pills."

Fish gills, intestines, and blood can be dried, crushed, and made into bait pills, which can be sold to us at a discounted price. This is because other people would find them useless and unable to build such a large fleet, so we can negotiate a very low price.

So you get it now? There was only one trip in April, not a proper cycle. After this trip, once the process is streamlined, the cost of baiting pills can drop by almost half! It's a highly sought-after job, so many Wolf Smoke want it, but no one has the connections!

"It's so good to be an official."

Liang Qu leaned back in his recliner, swaying back and forth.

I used to fish myself.

Now I lead a fishing team.

There are more boats now.

There are more people now.