As night fell, Chu Mingcheng came to the sea area where he had been fishing for yellow croaker once again.
He didn't rush to find a school of fish but instead took a yellow croaker that weighed a little over five taels, cooked some rice, and made himself dinner.
There weren't many yellow croakers caught with Jiang Luoluo the previous night, just over thirty, totaling about twenty pounds.
He wanted to taste them first; if the flavor of the yellow croaker was good, he would keep a few to take home for his parents to try.
If he didn't like the taste, he would sell them all, as the price of over one hundred yuan each was not cheap.
After cleaning the fish, Chu Mingcheng had initially wanted to steam it.
But having steamed fish recently and getting a bit tired of it, he hesitated with the fish in his hand before deciding to braise it instead.