After breakfast, the yacht had sailed several dozen nautical miles, and the group went up to the deck to start fishing.
More than an hour later, the sharks didn't come back, but a group of barracudas appeared out of nowhere, forcing us to change fishing spots again.
The strange thing is...
This situation has persisted for two days in a row.
Once you stop fishing, if you throw in the bait, within an hour or two, either sea bream will disturb the baiting area, or sharks will snatch it away.
This left everyone speechless.
Fortunately, we encountered a school of yellowtail bream yesterday afternoon, which kept us battling for several hours until we were completely exhausted.
The official name of the yellow chick is the three-lined rock bass.
These fish aren't big, usually between a few ounces and two pounds, but they're easy to catch, like picking them up.
If you encounter a school of fish, it's almost impossible to catch nothing. Tie multiple hooks to your fishing line, bait them well, and you can pull out a whole bunch at once, enough to make you sick of fishing.
It is said that the yellow chick has no fixed place to roam, and it will not stay in any sea area for more than two hours.
But they fished for hours, and even when they were exhausted, they didn't leave.
It was as if they were being offered up for fishing.
It was this school of yellowfin tuna that filled more than half of the ice chamber.
After spending another day in the South China Sea, they finally headed home.
On the way back, to Feng Ye's surprise, he saw an oil drilling platform.
He racked his brains but couldn't recall which well it was.
Unfortunately, the hold was already full of fish, otherwise he would definitely have gone fishing.
For now, I can only jot down the approximate location; I'll talk about it another time when I have the chance.
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