It was nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had long since set below the horizon, turning the seawater orange-red with its afterglow.
Robert gripped the fishing rod intently, the other end of the line already two hundred meters away.
"Robert, that lady asked you for strawberry seeds. Will your grandfather give them to you?"
Robert was taken aback by Tom's question, and a smug look immediately appeared on his face.
"I definitely will, my grandfather loves me the most!"
Robert was loved by his grandfather, and his father might give him a loving education, but he would never confide his worries in front of his friends.
Besides, he doesn't believe his family would still have the heart to scold him once he catches a big fish.
His father, in particular, was a deeply addicted fisherman.
Fu Wan was also discussing it. Jack had no objection to Fu Wan giving Robert bait; he was just a little curious.
"Wan, why do you want seeds?"
Seeds can't be eaten, and planting them takes time and effort.
Fu Wan smiled upon hearing this, "The seeds are very useful. If we eat the strawberries here, there won't be any left. Think about Fu Ming and Fu Ling, they want to eat strawberries too!"
"Then I can mail it to you!"
Fu Wan couldn't help but chuckle, having also gotten her fill of fishing. Bai Qianzhou, who went to switch boats with Fu Wan, also shook his head.
Jack belatedly realized that he had also spent a lot of time traveling to China, and only now did he understand what Fu Wan meant.
But can strawberry seeds really grow into strawberries?
Jack shook his head, and before he could think about it, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly sank. In an instant, all thoughts of strawberries vanished from his mind.
"Fish, I have fish again!"
Perhaps because he had just spoken to Fu Wan in Mandarin, he shouted out in Chinese in his haste.
Robert and his crew were a couple hundred meters away from Fu Wan, so they only heard Jack shouting but couldn't make out what he was saying.
"Shit! That unlucky Jack got caught in another fish trap!"
Tom yelled, his eyes practically overflowing with envy.
Jack didn't dare laugh out loud, focusing all his attention on playing with the fish. However, this fish was clearly not as strong as the tuna from before. After Jack played with it for a few minutes, Fu Wan took a net and helped him scoop it up.
"Wow, it's red!"
Upon closer inspection, Fu Wan immediately recognized it.
Red dress!
"Red clothes" is the Chinese term for the fish, while locals call it "sheep-headed fish" because it has a large head with a noticeable bump.
Although its scientific name is *Heliotropium indicum*, the only similarity it has to a sheep is its horn-like protrusions.
This fish is mostly bright red, with a dark brown head and dark brown fins on its back and belly.
The overall shape of the fish is somewhat like that of a blue-and-white catfish. Because it is a carnivorous fish, it has a good set of teeth. This fish also has garlic-clove-like flesh. Steamed, it is tender and delicious, and pan-fried, it is tender and juicy, melting in your mouth.
The taste is just as good as grouper.
Moreover, there are quantity restrictions on this type of fish in Los Angeles; each person can only catch a maximum of five red snapper of the right size and weight per day.
"Haha, this is the first red wrasse I've ever caught!"
Jack was so happy that he couldn't help but dance with joy. The red dress was about 30 or 40 centimeters long and definitely weighed more than a pound.
"Hey Tom, look at my fish!"
Jack gripped the red-clothed man's gills tightly and waved at Tom and his friends in the distance. Although the young men were far away, the ship was equipped with binoculars.
Upon seeing this, everyone felt envious.
"Shit, the unlucky guy turned into a lucky star, what is God doing!"
Tom was indignant; he hadn't caught a fish yet!
Could it be that he was using the wrong way to cast the rod?
Pete was also very annoyed; he was fishing while navigating the boat, with his fishing rod tied to the side.
But as soon as Tom pulled his fishing rod back in, he noticed that the bait on the hook was gone.
His anger surged instantly.
"Shit, shit!"
Tom cursed under his breath, but in a corner they weren't looking at, Robert gasped and nearly dropped his fishing rod.
He quickly grabbed the fishing rod with all his might, and a surge of joy instantly overwhelmed him.
Oh God, Jesus, he finally caught the fish!
This commotion naturally did not escape the notice of Tom and his companion.
When their fellow passengers caught a fish, the two of them were also very excited.
"Robert, hang in there, hang in there!"
Robert's face turned red from the fish's pudding. He now had a feeling that this fish was definitely not ordinary!
It feels completely different from the small fish we just touched!
"Pete, Fuck! Head towards the fish, don't lose my fish."
Pete rolled his eyes at Robert, who was excitedly spitting as he spoke, then turned the rudder and slowly steered the boat toward the direction the fish was swimming.
When the boat is moving fast, the engine makes a lot of noise, which can easily startle the fish and make them flee even more frantically.
After struggling with the fish for about ten minutes, Robert became exhausted and could no longer hold on. Seeing this, Tom quickly took over.
God, even if he didn't catch it himself, he can still enjoy the pleasure of playing the fish.
Fu Wan and the others had already noticed the commotion, and she immediately instructed Bai Qianzhou to steer the boat around the area where the fish were active.
These newbies, don't lose the fish you're about to catch.
“Jack, tell them about the fish-playing techniques we taught you.”
Fu Wan frowned as she watched Tom pull the fish with brute force. If this continued, not only would the fish not come up, but he would also be crippled.
When Jack heard about his performance, he immediately started showing off again.
"Hey, you two idiots, let me teach you how to play a fish."
Robert was only focused on getting his precious fish ashore, and had no time to care that Jack was calling him an idiot.
"Jack, quick, help!"
Please!!!
The request was almost broken in voice. Not only Jack, but even Fu Wan was amused by them and laughed several times. Jack knew they were anxious, so he quickly suppressed his laughter and started to communicate with them.
You can't rely entirely on brute force to catch fish. Jack learned this from Fu Wan and Fu Ming. In his words, it's like the Chinese martial arts of Wing Chun and Tai Chi, which use skillful techniques.
Skill alone isn't enough; you also need the coordination of the boatman. Fu Wan wasn't idle either. After realizing that the fish was strong because it ate deep water, she had Jack tell Pete to back the boat up.
This can alleviate the stalemate between the person and the fish, forcing the fish to swim upwards.
With Fu Wan and Jack's guidance, Tom and Robert seemed to have unlocked their full potential. In less than ten minutes, the fish's silhouette appeared faintly in the water.
"Golden spear, Bluefin Golden Spear!"
Fu Wan shouted it out first, and Jack, belatedly realizing what was happening, quickly translated it for Tom and the others.
Once the type of fish was revealed, Pete, who was steering the boat, couldn't sit still and kept looking back at the movements in the water.
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