As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 471 - Chapter 471 Chapter 317 Where Did Grandpa Go_3

Chapter 471: Chapter 317 Where Did Grandpa Go?_3 Chapter 471: Chapter 317 Where Did Grandpa Go?_3 “Luoluo, come in quickly, I have a big treasure to show you!”

Jiang Luoluo’s face turned red, and she glanced around, noticing that everyone at the dock was paying attention to Wei Jiaguo. Then she pinched his waist with a pouting complaint, “Are you trying to kill me? How am I supposed to walk later in broad daylight? Let’s wait until tonight!”

Chu Mingcheng was taken aback and then realized her bashfully shy manner, and he couldn’t help but laugh and cry, “What are you thinking about? I really have a big treasure to show you.”

“…” Jiang Luoluo looked at him skeptically; she had some reservations about her man in this regard.

After all, he hadn’t been shy about luring her into the room under the pretense of showing her a big treasure, and then demanding to see the treasure’s reward, wreaking havoc on her for several hours.

However, they had been apart for a few days, and Jiang Luoluo herself was somewhat eager. She figured it wouldn’t be a big deal to spend the night on the ship, so she gritted her teeth and followed him into the cabin.

But when she saw Chu Mingcheng enter the dance studio instead of the bedroom, she became somewhat puzzled. What new trick was up his sleeve now?

Although she didn’t understand what he was up to, Jiang Luoluo still followed him in without hesitation.

No sooner had she walked into the dance studio than she saw six foam boxes placed in the corner.

One of them was a bit yellowed and worn, and she knew it was for storing ambergris.

Another one, without its lid on, clearly revealed the White Jade Shell inside.

Jiang Luoluo finally understood what Chu Mingcheng’s big treasure was and, though slightly embarrassed inside, she kept her composure.

“Wow, such a pretty shell! Is this the White Jade Shell you found on Crescent Island?”

“Yes, that’s the one. We’ll take it to Grandpa’s house tonight, and have his friend carve it, so we can use it as a decorative piece later,” Chu Mingcheng nodded and said with a smile.

“That’s great. It looks pretty even without carving; it will definitely be more beautiful once it’s carved,” Jiang Luoluo liked the huge White Jade Shell quite a bit.

However, she was even more curious about the other foam boxes: “What’s in these other boxes?”

Chu Mingcheng went forward and opened the outermost box, revealing the nautilus fossil inside.

“A fossil?” Jiang Luoluo never imagined it would be such a thing.

“Yes, I found it while fishing, so I brought it back. But it’s got a lot of corals attached, so I’ll need to take it home and gently remove them with tools.”

“That’s impressive, but are we allowed to bring fossils back just like that? Wouldn’t policies restrict it?”

“This is a nautilus fossil, there’s no problem. If it were a Parrot Shell fossil, that would be illegal.”

Relieved upon hearing there was no issue, Jiang Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief.

“So, the contents of the other boxes aren’t fossils as well, are they?”

“Guess~” Chu Mingcheng said with a mischievous smile.

“I’m not guessing!” Jiang Luoluo saw him attack with charm and immediately rolled her eyes.

The little fairy’s tricks didn’t work on her; she went straight up and opened the lids of the remaining three boxes.

Yet, upon seeing the oil paper-wrapped, bottle-shaped items inside, she was somewhat baffled.

“This wouldn’t happen to be wine, would it?”

“Right, there are five bottles of red wine here,” Chu Mingcheng came forward, unwrapped one bottle from the oil paper, and handed it to her. “Guess how much this wine costs?”

Noticing the “1990” on the label, Jiang Luoluo gave a light gasp, immediately sensing that this wine was no ordinary affair.

However, she didn’t know much about red wine, only familiar with Lafite.

“What kind of wine is this, where did you get it from, it isn’t smuggled, is it?” Considering that Chu Mingcheng had been to the Far Sea, Jiang Luoluo wondered if he had run into a smuggling ship.

“It is smuggled goods, but you could also say it’s shipwreck wine,” he said, noticing the seriousness of her expression and knowing that she was worried about him risking his safety by interacting with smugglers. So he clarified the origin of the wine.

“I stumbled upon a shipwreck while fishing in the northern part of Treasure Island. The ship wasn’t sunk very deep, so I went in with an oxygen tank to have a look. I found a few things, but the most valuable are these five bottles of wine.” The Sea God had two specially prepared oxygen tanks, meant for scuba diving.

Before setting sail, Chu Mingcheng had already thought of an explanation for treasure from shipwrecks. Free diving had its limitations, but scuba diving offered far greater freedom in terms of time and depth, hence the perfect excuse.

If Jiang Luoluo ever went to sea with him, then he would actually bring them along.

After all, he needed a story for the shipwreck goods, and so long as she didn’t know the depth of the shipwreck, all would be well.

“A shipwreck???”

Looking at the almost brand-new bottles of wine, Jiang Luoluo could hardly conceive they were found in a shipwreck.

Her curiosity was instantly piqued, and she started bombarding Chu Mingcheng with questions.

In the end, when she found out that the bottle in her hand could be worth up to eight or nine hundred thousand, even a million, her initial desire to open it and try it was extinguished.

“So expensive!” Jiang Luoluo stuck out her tongue and carefully placed the wine back in the box.

“The wine is very good. Right now, these past few years have been the best time for its taste. I’ll bring a couple of bottles for your parents the next time we go out to sea.”

The shelf life of red wine depends on its origin and quality; some need to be consumed within two or three years.

Most regular wines last between ten and fifteen years, but Burgundy wines certainly do not adhere to that rule.

Moreover, these bottles were well protected, wrapped in oil paper; the corks were dry when he found them, so there was no need to worry about any seawater intrusion.

Luckily, the spot where the ship sank was only about two hundred meters deep; at greater depths, the water pressure might have forced the cork into the bottle, ruining the wine.

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