Lu Ao checked the group chat and saw that everyone was very excited.
He did not know what to say, so after thinking it over, he simply sent several large red packets to the group.
The moment the red packets appeared, everyone in the group moved with lightning speed, too busy tapping to say anything.
Lin Gongshang: Eighty-six yuan. Thanks, Dad!
Lin Qiyan: Ninety-nine yuan. Thanks, Dad!
Tan Junhao: Fifty-five yuan. Thanks, Dad!
Lin Guixiao: Hey, what is wrong with you guys?... Ninety-seven yuan. Thanks, Dad!!!
Lu Ao did not sell any of the seafood he had picked up while foraging along the shore.
This half-bucket of seafood was not even enough for him alone, much less enough to entertain Song Zhou.
After saying goodbye to Lin Qiyan, he carried the seafood home and brought back more than half a bucket of seawater along the way.
He kept the lobsters, Mud Crabs, snails, and the like in basins, pumping in oxygen. They would be fine until dinner.
As for lunch, Lu Ao only planned to make a big plate of simple seafood egg fried rice, adding snail meat, shrimp meat, fish meat, sea urchin roe, and other ingredients to make do.
The dish was simple but still delicious. He had picked up the sea urchins that morning. After cutting open their shells with scissors, he scooped out the roe and set it aside.
The roe from seven sea urchins filled a bowl. He added a small spoonful of cooking wine to marinate it, then stir-fried it quickly over high heat in hot oil. He added eggs and snail meat, then finally poured in the rice.
This kind of fried rice had to be cooked over high heat. Each grain came out distinct and steaming hot, coated in the fresh flavor