Judging from the weight transmitted through the fishing rod, the fish that took the bait this time was not very big, only about one or two pounds.
However, this fish had a very volatile temperament, and it thrashed around in the water while pulling on the fishing line.
The fishing line on the water kept darting to the left and then to the right, having a great time.
However, for a small carambola weighing only a pound or two, especially in waters where the fishing depth is only a little over one meter, Bai Yu will not be polite to this fish.
He lifted the fishing rod high, and with the help of the rod's rebound and Bai Yu's strength, a fish with spots and stripes came to the surface.
This fish wasn't very big, only a little over a span long, about 30 centimeters long, and weighed about a pound, less than two pounds.
Bai Yu looked at the fish and felt that it looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember what kind of fish it was.
This can't be blamed on Bai Yu. As a native of Hai Province, and a fisherman who grew up in a small fishing village by the sea, he was exposed to all kinds of sea fish from childhood.
He really didn't know much about freshwater fish. Apart from the more common ones and the fish species he had encountered in previous competitions, Bai Yu genuinely didn't know the names of the other fish he had never seen before.
For example, the fish he caught now was one he had never caught before, but in his memory, he must have eaten it before, and it was a fairly famous kind of fish.
"Hey, Bai Yu, you're really lucky! You caught a mandarin fish on your very first try. This mandarin fish must weigh almost two pounds, it looks pretty plump!"
Before Bai Yu could even recall the species of fish, Zeng Dapen, who was standing next to him, gave him an answer.
The latter had been fishing for freshwater fish for many years, and his understanding of freshwater fish was just as good as Bai Yu's understanding of saltwater fish.
"Yes, yes, this is a mandarin fish. I was wondering why this fish looked so familiar. I ate it when I went to Jiangsu Province before. This kind of fish is quite delicious."
"It is indeed quite delicious, and the price of mandarin fish is relatively high. In some places, it can sell for tens of yuan per kilogram."
"Tens of yuan per catty? That's almost the same price as a regular grouper. Hey, Big Bowl Bro, what do you think about having mandarin fish for lunch today?"
Since this is a farm, and there are mandarin fish in the fishpond, there must be a chef who knows how to cook this kind of fish, right?
"That's hard to say. Why don't you ask the staff? It should be up to the brand to decide."
"Okay, I'll ask the person in charge later."
After dragging the mandarin fish to the shore, Bai Yu used a net to scoop it up and examined it closely.
Well, this mandarin fish has quite a frightening pattern of flowery markings all over its body, and it even looks a bit like some groupers.
If you were to ask Bai Yu for his opinion, he wouldn't be able to offer any other assessments; he genuinely doesn't understand freshwater fish.
But if you ask him about his tastes, he can have a good chat with you.
After Zeng Dapeng mentioned that the fish was a mandarin fish, Bai Yu remembered where he had eaten it before – it was the squirrel mandarin fish from Jiangsu Province.
The sweet and sour squirrel-shaped mandarin fish was a bit hard for Bai Yu to get used to at first, but now, thinking about it, he actually has a bit of a craving for it.
It's not squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, but braised.
The sweet and sour flavor of the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish is quite strange, but the texture of the fish is very good. The fish meat is firm and tender, and it tastes delicious.
This thing would definitely taste delicious if it were braised.
Before Bai Yu could decide how to cook the mandarin fish, a staff member came over, took the fish from her, and weighed it: 1.6 jin (approximately 0.8 catties).
After weighing it, the mandarin fish was returned to its owner.
After the mandarin fish was weighed, the amount in the live stream increased by 16,000 yuan, bringing the total amount to 223,000 yuan.
Only about twenty minutes have passed since the broadcast started, and the amount has already reached over two hundred thousand. There are still more than ten hours of fishing time left.
Looking at it this way, Anta is really going all out with this fundraising campaign, probably costing more than ten million.
At the same time, due to the increase in the amount of money, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room also began to rise again. On the Kuaishou platform alone, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 100,000.
After putting the mandarin fish into the fish basket, Bai Yu took another clump of bait from the bait ball, hooked it on the hook again, and cast it out.
Whether it was because the fish were starting to swim in the water or Bai Yu's luck had just turned around, he had only just cast his bait when, not long after, the float on the water started moving again.
Another fish has taken the bait?
Bai Yu glanced at his own float, then at Zeng Dapeng's motionless float beside him. Without any hesitation, he lifted the fishing rod once more.
This time, Bai Yu didn't waste any time. After the fish took the bait, he lifted the rod and set the hook.
In this situation, the fish that have taken the bait have no chance to escape and are caught by the white fisherman.
This time, the fish that took the bait was much bigger than the last one, and the resistance on the fishing rod was also much stronger. He held the fishing rod firmly and resisted the fish's resistance.
Actually, it wasn't exactly holding on. Although this fish was a bit bigger than the previous one, it was still only a small difference in size, and he felt it weighed only about three or four pounds.
For whitebait fishermen who spend their lives fishing at sea and catching mostly large fish, this size of fish is really not worth mentioning.
He continued to lift the fishing rod. Fish weighing less than five pounds have very limited strength. Even though the fishing rod he was using was only three and a half meters long, the rod's rebound force was still enough to drag the fish to the shore.
This time, the fish that took the bait wasn't a mandarin fish, but a grass carp. A grass carp weighing three or four pounds can't be considered a fry, but it's definitely not a big fish either.
I know a bit about grass carp and whitebait, at least more than I do about mandarin fish.
After all, Bai Yu had caught grass carp when he participated in competitions before. This type of fish is one of the more common freshwater fish in China.
Soon, the donation amount in the live stream was increased again to 41,000, which is the weight of the grass carp, 4.1 jin.
With the arrival of this grass carp, a very strange yet awkward scene unfolded between Bai Yu and Zeng Dapeng.
Baiyu was catching fish non-stop, at an incredibly high frequency, one after another, it was practically a continuous catch.
But right next to Bai Yu, Zeng Dapeng, who shared a fishing spot with him, hadn't caught a single fish in an hour, let alone caught one.
One didn't even get a single fish, while the other caught fish non-stop. They were even using the same fishing spot, so why is there such a big difference?
It was almost 9:30, and the competition had been going on for over an hour, but Zeng Dapeng still hadn't made a single shot. He started to panic a little.
Although the number of participants in this fishing competition is not large, the competition still has an impact. Just look at the gimmick of donating money for every kilogram of fish caught. As long as you perform well in the competition, you can gain a lot of traffic.
Not to mention the player who catches the most fish can sign a one-year endorsement contract with the brand, which starts at a million a year.
In this situation, Zeng Dapeng still hadn't caught a single fish. How could he not panic?
In a competition with ten participants, his chances of winning the championship are one in ten. With one in ten chances of winning the million-dollar prize, this should be the closest he has ever come to winning the million-dollar prize.
Regardless of whether he has made money online over the years, or how much he has made, no one would complain about making too much money. Zeng Dapeng certainly doesn't want to miss this opportunity that can both increase his fame and give him a chance to win a million-dollar prize.
So after much consideration, he finally spoke up and made a request to Bai Yu, who was standing to the side:
"Hey Baiyu, the fishing here is pretty good, you're catching fish one after another, not bad, really not bad."
"Hey, fisherman, I need to talk to you about something. How about we switch places? Look, I'm in the middle of a competition, and I haven't caught a single fish yet. If I go home empty-handed, I'll be so embarrassed."
Hearing Zeng Dapeng's words, Bai Yu was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to change fishing spots, but he was a little confused by Zeng Dapeng's address of him as "Brother Yu".
Bai Yu is only in his early twenties, but Da Pan is much bigger than him. In order to change fishing spots, they've started calling Bai Yu "brother".
In that situation, do you think he could refuse?
"Sure, if you want to fish here, then go ahead. I'll go find the person in charge and discuss the extra lunch with him."
After Bai Yu finished speaking, he pulled his fish basket out of the water and called Wang Hai, who was watching the commotion, to help him carry it. Then the two of them went to find the person in charge of the brand.
As for his fishing spot, well, he'll just give it to Big Basin.
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