This price is nearly 30% higher than the market price.
The black cod weighs about 300 pounds, which is $2,400.
A snow crab weighs approximately 100 pounds and costs around $1,000.
Including that 200-pound halibut...
The total profit from this trip will exceed $8,000.
After deducting fuel costs and Aruk's share, he could keep the lion's share.
"Make a deal."
Su Wei extended his hand.
Laurent grasped the hand that smelled of fish and was calloused, without the slightest disgust.
" Su Wei."
Laurent Laroche.
The transaction went smoothly, except for a few defective cod that Laurent didn't want and the snow crab that Su Wei had specifically kept.
The rest were all taken away box by box by the restaurant staff in a modified pickup truck equipped with a freezer.
The transaction was over, leaving only the large halibut with the tag still attached.
There were also two small boxes of cod and snow crab that I had specially saved.
As the restaurant delivery van drove away, Aruk stared wide-eyed at the transfer of $4,240 on his phone.
Su Wei also received the same price.
"My God! Su Wei, we're rich!! We have to go for a drink tonight!"
Aruk shouted excitedly, for he had received even higher prices before.
The most typical example is the last time I went bear hunting with Su Wei.
And then, this time...
The gains from two consecutive trips with Su Wei were comparable to his earnings over the past year!
How could this not excite Aruk?
At this moment, he excitedly ran up and hugged Su Wei tightly, laughing heartily.
"Seriously! You're such a lucky charm, Su Wei! How about we go out to sea again?"
Old Kash slapped his son on the back of the head.
"What are you going to sea for? Don't get carried away! Do you want to send the Su Wei back to the sea?"
"Oh! I'm sorry, Su Wei."
Aruk realized what was happening and hurriedly scratched his head, apologizing profusely.
Su Wei smiled and shook his head.
Old Kash watched him with satisfaction from the side.
"It's nothing, Aruk, Uncle Kash. We should take this thing to the Fish and Game Department now."
Su Wei pointed to the large halibut.
"I'll go get the car; I drove here."
Old Kash took out a cigarette, lit it, and turned to leave.
Su Wei was preparing to pack up their belongings on the ship with Aruk in preparation for leaving.
"Please wait, Mr. Yang."
The France didn't leave.
Laurent stood to the side, fiddling with a business card in his hand.
Su Wei turned around in surprise, and Laurent handed him his business card.
After seeing Su Wei shrug apologetically to indicate that he didn't have a business card, Laurent said regretfully.
"That's a real shame, Mr. Su Wei. I think as a successful person, you should have your own business card. It's a symbol of your status in any social setting."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Laurent. I think I'll learn from this experience."
Su Wei accepted the business card with an apologetic expression.
That is indeed his problem.
He might need to start thinking about preparing this for himself.
But that's not the problem; clearly, the owner of this upscale restaurant had other motives.
Sure enough, right after Su Wei accepted the business card...
Laurent suddenly took a step forward and lowered his voice.
"I'd like to ask, how good is your marksmanship?"
"I have some guests from big cities. They prefer fresh game to the stale cargo lying in the Hunters' Guild slaughterhouse."
After saying that, he looked at Su Wei with great interest, his gaze fixed on him.
Chapter 146 A $100,000 Bounty: The Stepping Stone to Advancement
Laurent leaned forward, his faint scent of cologne seeming out of place on the fishy-smelling dock.
"I know you, Su Wei -Yang Black's last disciple. You recently dealt with a rather large brown bear in the mountains. In Kodiak, news always travels faster than the wind."
Laurent didn't give Su Wei a chance to interrupt; he continued.
"I'll be hosting a major client from Seattle in two weeks. He runs several private banks on the Peninsula and is a very wealthy individual."
"He specifically requested an authentic Alaska whole bear feast. This meant I needed a sufficiently large, adult brown bear with the best quality meat."
Laurent held up a finger and tapped it in the air.
"It's mid-November now, and those big guys are stuffing themselves up to be as round as possible in preparation for hibernation. This is when they're at their heaviest and their flesh is at its fullest."
"But what I need is freshness, very freshness. Those frozen, rock-solid stock in the cold storage are not good enough for my restaurant, much less for my guests."
Su Wei twirled the business card between his fingers; the edges of the card were a bit stiff.
"You should post a quest at the Hunters' Guild. There are plenty of professional hunters there who are short on cash."
Laurent chuckled softly, smoothing out the wrinkles on his cashmere coat with his fingers.
"I went there. But when those guys heard about the two-week timeframe and the requirement of weighing over 400 kilograms, they all shook their heads."
"The weather in the mountains has been unstable lately, and the weather bureau predicts widespread snowfall in a few days. Searching for a specific brown bear in the mountains at this time is too risky and takes too long. They prefer hunting deer or catching small, scattered prey."
He took a step forward, lowered his voice, and his expression was resolute.
"But what I value is Black's judgment. The fact that he's willing to mentor you means you have abilities that others don't."
"Including the hunting commission and the cost of acquiring the bear, I'll pay you a total of $100,000. Cash or bank transfer, it's your choice."
One hundred thousand dollars.
This number made Aruk, who was tidying up the fishing nets at the stern, tremble, and the thick nylon rope fell directly into the water.
His eyes widened, he turned around and opened his mouth as if to say something, but Old Kash glared at him sternly and stopped him.
Su Wei did not answer immediately.
He quickly sketched out the current mountainous environment of Kodiak Island in his mind.
As temperatures drop, brown bears begin to move towards the leeward slopes at higher altitudes. In their quest for the last of their energy, they become highly unstable and aggressive.
Two weeks sounds like plenty of time, but if you factor in going into the mountains, setting up camp, searching for traces, and ambushing.
If a heavy snowfall occurs along the way, all traces will be covered up.
This is not only a technical skill, but also a test of physical strength and luck.
I need time to think about it.
Su Wei stuffed the business card into the breast pocket of his windbreaker.
I will give you an answer before six o'clock tomorrow.
Laurent adjusted his plaid scarf.
"No problem. But after that, I'll have to use my connections to find people in Anchorage. Although the hunters there aren't as familiar with the terrain as the locals, I have no other choice. Hopefully, we can reach a second cooperation agreement by tomorrow night."
Laurent turned around and walked toward the Mercedes SUV parked by the roadside. His steps were unhurried, and his posture, like the coat he wore, was completely out of place on the oil-stained dock.
Old Kash pushed a handcart over and carefully placed the large halibut with the label on it.
" Su Wei, that's one hundred thousand US dollars."
Old Kash's voice was somewhat deep. He looked in the direction Laurent had left, then glanced at Su Wei.
"In Kodiak, not many people can afford to buy a bear outright. But bears at this time of year are not easy to deal with. They'll fight anything to hold onto their last bit of food. Laurent, that France, is never easy to get his money from."
Su Wei nodded and helped Old Kash steady the cart.
"I know, Uncle Kash. That's why I didn't agree on the spot."