Not to mention Ma Hua sulking over there—Ye Yuan was thrilled beyond measure right now.
He had originally thought it was just a small school of Red Demon Shrimp, but as they kept searching, they found three separate schools.
Judging by the current haul alone, there had to be at least 3,000 jin.
Perhaps he would not have cared much if it had been some other kind of seafood, but Red Demon Shrimp were a whole different matter.
He had heard about them from his sister.
On Blue Island, these things were not sold by the jin at all. They were priced by the individual shrimp.
Just this net of Red Demon Shrimp would fetch at least a million when they got back, and that was the kind of product people would be begging them to sell.
The reason Ye Yuan loved catching rare seafood was that it was both expensive and easy to sell.
Unlike common seafood.
Even if you caught hundreds of tons of that stuff, it would not be worth as much as a few tons of rare seafood.
During this trip into distant waters, Ye Yuan had deliberately avoided ordinary catches.
He specifically targeted rare seafood.
For one thing, rare catches sold for high prices and did not take up much space.
After all, what made them rare was precisely their scarcity.
So they would not be like hairtail, where one net could bring in dozens or even hundreds of tons.
They had come all the way out to distant waters. If the hold was already full so soon, would that not be a terrible waste?
As the Red Demon Shrimp were pushed into the hold, the crew began cleaning the deck.
At that moment, Ma Hua suddenly ran out of the cabin, followed by an