Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 317: Fishing for Fun
After all, they were beginners, and their luck might not be very good. By noon, everyone had more or less caught some fish. Gu Ming looked at the two small fish in the bucket and felt very proud.

"I've decided. I'm going to have this for lunch."

"Gugu-kun, you won't be full like this."

"I don't care, I want to eat this!"

Gu Ming rolled up his sleeves and repeated, "I'll do it myself!"

Moritsugu Akiji responded, "Then let's try 'Miso Mackerel Nibble'."

“Hahahaha…I can’t!”

Gu Ming spread his hands.

Cooking is still too difficult.

However, cooking the ingredients you harvest yourself is also a very interesting thing.

Gu Ming left the others and ran to the yacht's kitchen to ask the sailors how to cook mackerel.

"Well, the easiest is, of course, salt-fried mackerel. Rinse it like this, then remove the head and guts, and then pick out the largest backbone."

This kind of thing seemed to bring Gu Ming back to his comfort zone. He spun the knife in his hand halfway around and cut off the fish head. With a flick of the knife tip, the entire fish skeleton fell into the trash can.

The sailor was somewhat amazed.

This move is very neat!
Those who often kill people...and fish know it.

It's easy to catch fish but hard to kill them!

Gu Ming followed the sailor's instructions, cleaned the fish, rubbed salt on both sides, marinated it and waited.

Then fry it directly in oil and it will taste good.

The sailor said, "It needs to be marinated for twenty minutes."

Gu Ming nodded.

After a few seconds, Gu Ming looked up.

"Has it been twenty minutes now?"

'Ten seconds have passed now.'

"What now?"

"Only twenty seconds..."

"Now……"

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On the deck, several people looked at Gu Ming in surprise.

"Brother Gu Gu, didn't you say you were going to cook the fish yourself? Why are you out now?"

Gu Ming spread his hands.

Because he asked too many questions, he was kicked out by the sailors.

After waiting outside for another twenty minutes, Gu Ming finally went back.

Although he doesn't cook very often, it's not enough to make the kitchen explode.

Besides, it was just fried mackerel. A few minutes later, Gu Ming was eating the fried mackerel with salt that he had made himself.

Strange to say.

Obviously, it’s the same thing as usual, but eating the fish that I caught with my own hands gives me an inexplicable sense of happiness.

Gu Ming raised his head and looked at the big table on the deck. In addition to simple fried dishes, there were several different dishes on the table, and the milky white fish soup had a fragrance that could be smelled from a long distance away.

Looking at the two palm-sized fish on his plate, Gu Ming suddenly felt hungry.

"Brother Gugu, come and have dinner with us!"

'No! This is delicious!'

"Brother Gugu, stop being angry!"

"Don't be angry, this is really delicious!"

Gu Ming didn't look at anyone else. He ran to the lower deck with his plate and ate the fish facing the sea view.

Gazing at the clear sea, Gu Ming's gaze gradually grew loftier. Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, he found himself on the tranquil sea, where no one knew him. Not an actor, not a prince. Not even the captain or the sailors knew who he was. He felt a sense of bliss, like picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely gazing at the southern mountains.

"So, fishing is really fun after all!"

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……

A three-day trip was booked, and on the second day, Gu Ming was already able to skillfully catch these offshore fish.

As the fishing rod swung, there was a snap sound, and Gu Ming threw a mackerel in front of him. He turned the knife, cut off the head, drained the blood, and threw it into the bucket.

"Not bad, fishing is starting to get serious today."

"Indeed. Let's try again today and go to the deep sea tomorrow, how about?" Gu Ming sat upright on the fisherman's chair, his posture peaceful, as if he were the incarnation of the Great Buddha of Nara in Toshodai-ji Temple.

Several people couldn't help but look at each other.

It would certainly be fun to go deep sea, but can you really catch anything that way?

But the sailors certainly wouldn't put up any resistance. After all, they were just being paid to do their job, and since their employer was in a good mood, they naturally chose to do as they were told.

It's evening in a blink of an eye.

Gu Ming specifically asked the captain about the possible fish that could be caught in the deep sea.

When Gu Ming asked this question, the captain fiddled with his captain's hat seriously and explained, "Actually, when it comes to big fish, there are only a few. Groupers, croakers, tuna... But those can only be caught in other waters. Given our location, the only fish we can catch these days is tuna."

Gu Ming shook his head.

Oh, that's boring. He thought he could catch sharks.

"But don't underestimate tuna. If you're lucky enough to catch one weighing over 100 kilograms, it's worth a lot of money. Someone once caught a superb bluefin tuna weighing over 300 kilograms. After bringing it back, they sold it for over 40 million yen!"

Gu Ming:?
Is this fishing or fishing for gold?

He thought about it quickly in his mind.

More than 300 kilograms, 40 million yen.

The average value of one pound is 66,000 yen!
A pound of gold!
Gu Ming clenched his fists instantly: "Then let's go fishing for tuna!"

No more acting, go fishing!
Golden Fishing Ground: I Fish for Tuna in the Sea of Japan!

The captain shook his head silently.

Oh, poor child, he was dizzy with the deep-sea fish.

But this kind of thing is not that easy!
Let's not talk about whether we can catch it. Even if we can catch such a big fish, the price is not very reliable. Fish have their own origins. The sea around Yokohama is not a good fishing ground, there is no big premium, and there are not many facilities suitable for freezing.

In this way, even if Gu Mingzhen caught a big fish weighing one or two hundred kilograms, it would just be stewed into soup for everyone to drink.

Fish that cost tens of millions of yen must be of very good quality.

But of course the captain would not point out such things.

After all, he didn't think he could catch a fish that big on this trip.

"Anyway, if we change course and head back to the tuna's habitat, the price will have to change slightly. I wonder if you can afford that?"

"piece of cake!"

Gu Ming waved his hand.

You still have to have dreams.

What if you catch a fish worth tens of millions of yen?
With his approval, the captain responded immediately.

Before returning, we will change direction and head to the tuna habitat, and make arrangements once we get there.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

After a night of slow sailing, the yacht arrived at its destination. According to the nearby hydrological data, tuna are found in this area.

The previous equipment has also been completely replaced with equipment used for deep-sea capture.

Even so, the captain was still not very confident about Gu Ming.

"Mr. Furuya, let's make this clear. If you catch a fish, you must slow down and don't rush it! Otherwise, with such a long line, it's easy to cause problems."

Gu Ming gave a thumbs up.

Don’t worry, I’ll catch a tuna weighing several hundred kilograms to show you!

(End of this chapter)