Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

"What should we do?"

Jiang Han drank some more water and said, "I'll think of a way."

Jiang Han felt that Xiaoguo wanted to arouse Meng Fei's sympathy. From this perspective, the more miserable Zhang Haidai was, the better.

But he couldn't really beat Zhang Haidai up.

Meng Fei is very smart. If Zhang Haidai plays a miserable role, Meng Fei will easily see through it.

Jiang Han was having a headache thinking about it and decided to stop thinking about it.

Jiang Feng called, "Ahan, what did you call me about just now?"

Jiang Feng was busy entertaining relatives coming from Shaocheng and did not receive Jiang Han's call.

"Sister, I'm back. There are some duck eggs in the warehouse, as well as some local specialties brought from Jincheng. Take whatever you like."

"What are you talking about? I don't have anything here, so you can keep those things for yourself."

"We have shortbread and ham. The food there tastes different from ours. Give some to Lingling and Wanwan to try."

When Jiang Feng heard that it was for the children to taste, she nodded and said, "Then I'll go to your warehouse when I have time. By the way, the people from Shaocheng brought some cloth. There's a batch that's particularly good for making shirts. I'll put it in your warehouse."

Jiang Han now buys most of his clothes online. The only time he buys clothes during Chinese New Year is when he goes to Heyi, where they are more expensive.

That is also a ready-made garment.

Clothes you make yourself will definitely fit better than ready-made clothes.

But Jiang Han still felt weird, "Sister, who still uses cloth to make clothes nowadays?"

"You don't understand. I've seen it, and the fabric is truly excellent. Even shirts that cost thousands of dollars in the Ningcheng market might not be as good as this."

"Sister, stop kidding." Ning Cheng's clothes were not bad.

Factories like Yager, Shanshan, Luomeng... are all in Ningcheng.

"I'm not kidding, this material feels comfortable to the touch."

Jiang Han felt that it was okay for his sister to insist on saying so, as Shaocheng was indeed more famous for its light textile industry.

This relative of my brother-in-law was also in the fabric business. Jiang Han still remembered that this relative would come over every year and give him a few bolts of cloth. Even when he was in college, his sister used the cloth they gave him to make clothes.

"Okay, leave me some of what you think is suitable. Don't leave too much. It's enough for me to wear."

Compared to Shaocheng's textile industry, Ningcheng is famous for its craftsmanship.

Especially the Red Gang tailors in Ningcheng, they have been famous for many years.

Zhou City used to belong to Ningcheng.

Just a tailor on Jiaowa Island...

"Then I'll buy you a few meters of fabric suitable for making shirts."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Just then, Jiang Han saw a silver cod weighing about eight kilograms.

There are also silver cod in freshwater. These two are different fish.

And silver cod is different from cod.

The silver cod in the sea is also called the Antarctic toothfish.

The silver cod in the market costs two to three hundred yuan per catty, and most of them are imported.

There are also silver cod in the East China Sea, generally more in the northern part of the East China Sea.

The meat of this fish is very delicious and has a special fruity aroma.

Jiang Han stopped the boat and took out his fishing rod. Meng Guo ran over and asked, "Why are you fishing all of a sudden?"

"Well, I want to eat some different fish." He didn't come across this kind of silver cod very often.

Jiang Han quickly pulled up the silver cod that he had his eyes on.

Meng Guo was delighted when he saw the silver cod. "It's silver cod! It's delicious."

Silver cod has nothing to do with cod. The price of silver cod is many times that of cod, and its taste is also far better than cod.

But you can't eat too much of this fish because it is high in mercury.

Generally, it is enough to take it once a month.

"This fish weighs about 8 jin, just right." Meng Guo was very happy holding the silver cod.

The largest species of silver cod can reach two meters in length and weigh up to 100 kilograms.

It seems that the longer the fish lives, the higher the mercury content in its body. So when it comes to silver cod, bigger is not always better.

"Jiang Han, keep driving the boat. I'll fry some silver cod for you tonight."

This was Meng Guo's second time on Jiang Han's boat. This time she was already familiar with the route.

She cut the cod into pieces and coated them in egg yolk.

Many people would fry the silver cod. Meng Guo put some oil in the pan and fried the silver cod.

Soon, the aroma of silver cod filled the restaurant.

Afraid that the silver cod alone would not be enough to fill him up, Meng Guo added some pasta.

When Jiang Han arrived, the lights in the restaurant were off. Meng Guo lit candles on the table.

Because the boat would shake, for safety reasons, Meng Guo used candles with glass covers.

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, "I don't think there are such candles on my ship?"

Meng Guo smiled at Jiang Han and said, "I prepared this secretly. Does it look good?"

Jiang Han nodded, "It looks good."

It was already dark at this time, and he was still a little way away from his "Come and Get Rich Island".

Jiang Han planned to finish his meal and continue sailing.

Meng Guo poured some grape juice into the wine glass and poured a glass for Jiang Han as well. "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Han continued to nod, "It tastes good."

Meng Guo stuck out her tongue at Jiang Han, "Can't you say something else?"

Jiang Han smiled at Meng Guo, "You look good too."

Meng Guo blushed immediately, "You, you have good taste."

Meng Guo thought of something, "You were talking to your sister on the phone just now, and seemed to be talking about what kind of clothes you want to make?"

"Well, my sister got a piece of fabric that she said would be suitable for making a shirt."

"Do you want me to introduce you to a tailor? Aunt Ju knows an old Red Gang man who is a first-class tailor. Why don't you ask him to come over and take your measurements?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, "Do you get along well with Aunt Ju?"

"I guess so. Didn't I add her number? We often chat about technical issues, and sometimes other things."