Fang Yang and Zhou Xin were overjoyed to have such a good catch right from the start. Fang Yang first pulled up Zhou Xin's fishing rod to take a look. The bait had all been eaten. He put on some krill and cast it back into the sea. Then he took his own fishing rod. The krill on the other two hooks were only half full and unusable, so he replaced them with new krill and cast them back into the sea.

"Fang Yang, my fishing rod isn't even usable, why are you still feeding him bait? Isn't that a waste?"

"Who says you can't fish? Casting two rods will surely increase your success rate than casting only one!"

"Hmm, that makes sense. Here, I'll show you a fishing rod. I'll call you if I catch a fish!"

"Okay, how much we can gain today depends on you."

As they chatted, Fang Yang noticed the bell on Zhou Xin's fishing rod ringing. Zhou Xin looked at the rod with delight, asking, "A fish has taken the bait?"

"Let's take another look, it seems a fish is testing the float!"

Fang Yang stood up, took Zhou Xin's fishing rod, and stared at the float without blinking. After the float trembled for a while, it sank down. Fang Yang immediately jerked it up. That's the feeling!

The fish, in pain, immediately burrowed deeper. Fang Yang loosened the fishing line, watching it swirl out of the pulley for nearly twenty meters before locking it in and pulling hard, abruptly stopping the downward pull.

Using the same method, Fang Yang started the tug-of-war competition, but it was obvious that the fish this time were smaller, probably not even more than ten pounds.

A dozen minutes later, Fang Yang scooped a live golden pomfret onto the boat with a net.

"This is a golden pomfret! I've only ever had silver pomfret before, and it's especially delicious when steamed!"

"Silver pomfret, now they can be farmed in freshwater in China. Each one weighs almost half a pound, and the yield is said to be particularly large!"

"Yes, it looks about that size. It was in a basin. This is the first time I've ever seen such a big golden pomfret. I wonder what it tastes like?"

"It should be alright. These are all wild-caught sea fish, and the price is more than double that of farmed fish. Who would spend so much money to buy them if they didn't taste good?"

"Hmm, that makes sense. Hey, there's a fish on your fishing rod!"

Fang Yang turned his head and saw that the fishing float had indeed been dragged into the sea, the fishing line was taut, and the fishing rod was pulled straight. Fortunately, he had a safety rope, so it was not pulled into the sea.

Fang Yang grabbed the fishing rod with one hand and gave it a strong jerk. A tremendous force came through the rod. Well, it looks like another big fish!

Following the familiar procedure of casting and casting, Fang Yang finally managed to bring the fish to the side of the boat after half an hour. At this point, Captain Xie, who had been watching for more than ten minutes, picked up a net and scooped the fish up.

"Wow, Mr. Fang, you're amazing! You caught a 8.3-pound grouper! That's a real catch!"

"Oh, Captain Xie, what brings you here? How was the haul?"

"Haha, not bad. I'll go bleed and freeze these three fish. Dinner is ready. Let's go fishing again after we eat?"

"Ah, it's already so late. I didn't realize it for a moment. Then I'll trouble you, Captain Xie. We'll pack up and head over."

Back in their room, Fang Yang and Zhou Xin removed their sunscreen and sun-protective clothing, feeling completely relaxed as they went to the restaurant.

Compared to lunch, dinner was much more lavish, featuring steamed blue crabs, sea bass soup, braised sea bass, and a side dish. Just four steamed crabs were enough for four people to enjoy a delicious meal.

"Hey, Captain Xie, you guys caught some blue crabs this afternoon?"

"Yes, we were lucky. We caught a few. We're in for a treat today. It's usually hard to catch crabs here. We probably just happened to run into a group of blue crabs and caught them."

What kind of fish are most commonly caught in this area?

"Well, you can catch some fish in this messy area, but there are relatively few crabs and lobsters."

Fang Yang nodded, guessing it was related to the terrain below. With near-shore resources gradually dwindling, even professional anglers sometimes come back empty-handed. Being able to catch some fish at this spot was already quite good.

"I read in a report that the fishing market has been bad in recent years, and the government intends to establish a fishing moratorium, which has led to an increase in fish catches. Is that true?"

"That's true. In previous years, fishermen's income plummeted, leading to destructive fishing practices in coastal waters, which ultimately resulted in very little fish left. The government had no choice but to set a fishing ban to allow the fish to recover. Things have only gotten a little better in the last two years!"

Fang Yang nodded. Everything should be done in moderation. Don't try to catch everything at once, or someone will teach you a lesson!

After dinner, Fang Yang, who had been fishing all afternoon, lost interest in continuing. He had come here to relax, and besides, his arms were a little sore from fishing all afternoon, so a proper rest was necessary!

The two arrived at the top floor. At a little past six o'clock, the sun was already setting in the west, leaving only a sliver of light. The moon was about to rise but had not yet appeared. It was only three days past the fifteenth of the lunar month, a perfect time for moon viewing.

The two lay on deck chairs, drinking the hot tea that Captain Xie had brewed. The sea was completely shrouded in darkness, and the moonlight rose faintly, its white glow appearing hazy.

Zhou Xin held the camera, recording this rare scene. The white light grew brighter and brighter, and an arc emerged from the sea, rising higher and higher. Finally, like a naughty child, it jumped out of the sea, round and big, like a giant ball, hanging in the sky.

"Fang Yang, don't you feel that the moon over the sea is exceptionally round and large, so large that it feels like you can't even wrap your arms around it!"

Fang Yang stared blankly at the full moon, his shock no less than Zhou Xin's. It was an indescribable shock. His only thought was to use a pen to draw it all down, so that he could admire and play with it later!

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