I don't know if it's the bait or the fishing rod that's so effective, but the fish are catching me so fast! The technique is amazing. Other people get exhausted and out of breath when they catch even a slightly bigger fish, it's like a tug-of-war.

Look at Chen Hong fishing. No matter the size of the fish, she just picks it like a cucumber vine, and you can't tell she's putting in any effort.

If I fished like that, I could fish all day long without getting tired. We're not even doing the same job, so why is there such a huge difference?!

Watching Chen Hong fish is such a treat; she's made such a fuss about fishing. Meanwhile, I'm exhausted like a lamb when I fish.

I don't know what kind of bait Chen Hong used, but after a few spoonfuls, the fish in the sea lined up to bite the hook, just like in her own pond. It's really strange.

Chen Hong fished there for more than two hours before packing up and leaving. She dodged the village's fishing boats as she sailed towards remote and complex sea areas.

Only when there were no other ships around did Chen Hong slow down the boat and observe the seabed topography and ocean currents.

After drifting on the sea for more than half an hour, we finally found a good spot for diving.

This seabed is dotted with reefs, the ground is covered with clean sand, and sparse seaweed grows on it. There are no obvious ocean currents, and the water is calm, making it a paradise for shrimp, crabs, and shellfish.

Chen Hong anchored the boat, put on her diving suit, strapped on her oxygen tank, and secured her safety rope. With a swift movement, she submerged into the sea. The water in this area was only a dozen meters deep, and the seawater was very clear and of excellent quality.

Upon reaching the seabed, Chen Hong was captivated by the colorful beauty of the ocean floor, where fish of various colors swam and foraged freely.

The seaweed swayed and undulated with the current, and some bold lobsters and crabs peeked out from under the rocks, seemingly untouched by the harsh realities of life, unaware that a predator was reaching out its greedy hand to prey on them.

Chen Hong, who was diving underwater, first surveyed the seabed to observe the approximate locations where the prey were hiding.

Like a landlord inspecting his land, Chen Hong felt that the seafood in this seabed was already hers to enjoy at will.

Chen Hong never misses a chance to catch large lobsters and crabs and store them in her spatial dimension. Everything she touches becomes part of her inventory.

It wasn't just shrimp and crabs that were harmed; shellfish, oysters, whelks, coconut snails, and sea urchins were all devastated by her. Only small children were spared.

Even the grouper and sea eel hiding in the crevices of the reef were not spared; Chen Hong picked out the larger ones and caught them in her space.

Unfortunately, Chen Hong searched the entire beach but couldn't find a single geoduck. Fortunately, she received a consolation prize: she found many sea cucumbers on the underwater sand.

These sea cucumbers are spindle-shaped, plump, with firm and elastic muscles, short spines and thick flesh. Holding them in your hand feels incredibly satisfying and can arouse a strong desire to eat them.

After clearing out the large catches from the seabed, Chen Hong marked the location with her phone, planning to come back and harvest another batch once the sea creatures have grown up.

In order to be a person of conscience, Chen Hong used the water in her space to mix a whole bucket of bait and evenly scattered it into the sea, hoping that the children in the seabed could grow up healthy and happy and contribute their meager strength to the human dining table.

It was almost seven o'clock when Chen Hong drove back and found another small school of miscellaneous fish. He cast all three fishing rods at the same time and caught some sea bass, yellowfin tuna, golden drum, rockfish, and sea bream, among other miscellaneous fish.

Chen Hong didn't set sail back to port until 8 o'clock. This time, Chen Hong didn't inform Liu Laohu and his son to sell fish. She deliberately kept the small miscellaneous fish to send to the Dragon Palace Hotel together. Yesterday was too high-profile, and today she needs to maintain her image as an ordinary fisherman.

After scooping the fish out of the live water tank into several boxes and loading them onto a tricycle, Chen Hong drained the water from the boat, loaded all the fishing rods and other equipment onto the vehicle, gave the fishing boat a quick clean, and then drove away from the dock to deliver the fish to the city.

Halfway there, no one took out six geoducks weighing 2-3.5 jin each, 23 abalone with 4 to 6 heads each, and a bucket of sea urchins from their spatial storage.

After thinking for a moment, she took out the four catties of mountain green tea that she had prepared to send back to her parents' home. This tea was picked by Chen Hong herself from the mountains and fried overnight.

Although it can't compare to the tea leaves from the old trees in the space, it tastes much better than the high-end green tea sold on the market.

Since you said that Mr. Wang is a person of great fortune and that I am also a beneficiary, then I will send some tea leaves that I personally processed to express my gratitude.

A few pounds of tea, not something I bought specifically from a shopping mall, and it didn't cost much. It's a small gift but carries great sentiment; I'm sure Mr. Wang will accept it.