Zhao Zhiming seemed completely unconcerned about the person sitting next to him, as if he was already used to it, and continued to calmly organize his fishing line and equipment.
"Uncle, let's stay here, it's more spacious." Ye Cheng pointed to the other side of the platform; he had no desire to huddle with someone who considered himself an idiot.
Upon hearing that they wanted to sit on the other side to fish, Zhao Zhiming didn't even look up, but said disdainfully with his head down,
"You two are beginners. Don't say I didn't warn you, there are no fish in that area. It's a waste of time to fish there."
Ye Cheng peeked out and took a look.
He nodded.
Then he deliberately raised his voice and said, "As long as there's water, why are you being so particular about fishing?"
Uncle Jinshui and Zhao Youtian exchanged a glance. They had originally planned to fish and chat happily together, but it turned out that these two just couldn't stand each other.
"Second brother, they're from the fishing association, they know more than we do, you should come over," Uncle Jinshui kindly advised.
"It's alright, Uncle, hurry up and fish. The sooner you finish fishing, the sooner you can go back. We still need to sell the fish."
Over here, Zhao Zhiming had already set up all the fishing hooks and other equipment, then opened his fishing box and took out a large basin full of red bait.
Xiao Hu nudged Ye Cheng curiously and whispered, "Brother, look at the huge pot he made, what a show-off."
Ye Cheng glanced back and realized it was true. What was he planning to do with so much bait? Was he going to fish for a whole month?
Before he could figure it out, Zhao Zhiming stood up and started throwing the bait from the basin into the sea.
Holy crap!
Wow, that's incredibly rich!
Sea fishing also involves baiting the area.
This is the ocean.
Chen Jinshui and Zhao Youtian's eyes lit up as they looked at the bait they had scattered. If they baited the area before fishing, their success rate would definitely be much higher. They might have a great catch today.
Zhao Zhiming poured the entire basin of water down the drain, showing off as he did so.
"This is a recipe I learned from my master, a secret bait. This whole basin costs several hundred. Just cast your lines whenever you want, you're sure to get a bite."
"Wow, you guys really have that? So many bubbles! The fish down there must be starving!" Zhao Youtian said, pointing to the sea.
With several hundred dollars' worth of bait, the fish aren't stupid; of course they'll come and eat it.
Ye Cheng cursed the spendthrift in his heart.
After preparing the baited area, Zhao Zhiming picked up his fishing rod, baited it, and then cast a graceful flick. The fishing line flew out smoothly and obediently, landing precisely in the center of the baited area.
Not to be outdone, Chen Jinshui and Zhao Youtian cast their lines, landing on the edge of the baiting area, where the three of them sat down comfortably.
Beside him was Ye Cheng, who was still slowly tidying up his things. Xiao Hu had already thrown them out. In terms of skill alone, Xiao Hu was many times better than Ye Cheng.
Seeing Ye Cheng's awkwardness, Zhao Zhiming shook his head dismissively and focused on his own float.
Zhao Youtian, perhaps wanting to break the deadlock, struck up a conversation with Ye Cheng, "Little Ye, I heard from Jinshui that you added MSG to your bait?"
Upon hearing the words "add MSG," Zhao Zhiming turned around in astonishment, shook his head dramatically, and expressed his incomprehension of how such a shocking thing could happen.
Ye Cheng also looked helpless. He had just said something casually, but so many people had taken it seriously. When people asked, he could only give a perfunctory answer.
"I just messed around with it; there's no secret formula. I figured it out myself."
This was a reference to Zhao Zhiming, which Zhao Zhiming was well aware of.
Before Ye Cheng could even cast his line, Zhao Zhiming's float moved, bobbing twice in the water before being pulled to the surface.
Zhao Zhiming gripped the fishing rod tightly, started letting out line with his left hand, estimated the force required, gently tugged the rod, and then quickly reeled in the line. His movements were remarkably smooth.
Soon, a small white fish surfaced.
"A sardine, not bad."
Zhao Youtian and Chen Jinshui helped unload the fish.
Zhao Zhiming was very pleased with himself. It had only been a short while, and he already had a taste for sardines. Although sardines were not expensive, that was the feeling he wanted.
He glanced to the side to see what the newbie was doing.
Casting the fishing line down like that, damn, he's worse than a child.
He claims to be an expert and wants to challenge me to a duel; that's utter nonsense.
Ye Cheng originally intended to cast the line, but...
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect; he had almost forgotten how to swing it.
Therefore, the only option is to use the simplest method first: throw the hook.
Throwing a hook may not look cool, but in terms of function, it makes no difference, and since it doesn't create a feeding area, it doesn't matter where you throw it.
Zhao Zhiming didn't bother to look at Ye Cheng. He put away the sardines, changed the bait, and was about to cast his line.
Then Chen Jinshui exclaimed loudly, "Hey, Second Brother, you caught a fish?"
He stood up and went over to watch the commotion, which made Zhao Zhiming look over as well.
Ye Cheng had already lifted his fishing rod, and a small red thing was hopping around on the hook.
This time, Xiao Hu was quick-witted and caught it with a net before Chen Jinshui could catch it. Oh my god, Chen Jinshui caught it all that day, ruining all my happiness.
"Master Shi Jiu, what a fine fish!"
Stone goby is a common type of fish found along the coast. It is usually brown or reddish-brown and relatively small, typically only 15-20 centimeters long.
However, it tastes very good and has been called the "King of Fish Soup" and "Fake Grouper". Moreover, it is much cheaper than grouper.
Seeing that Ye Cheng had also caught a fish, Zhao Zhiming was a little annoyed. He snorted and cast the fishing line out, which landed precisely where he had baited the spot.
Ye Cheng carefully retrieved the fish, checked his bait (it was still there), and then gave it a light flick. The fishing line gracefully fell into the sea, bobbing up and down in the water.
Just as Uncle Jinshui was about to go back, he saw Ye Cheng's float suddenly sink, which made his eyes widen instantly. He pointed at it and said "oh" for a long time without realizing what was happening.
Ye Cheng had already seen it. He grabbed the fishing rod with a force that wasn't too great, but it was still much bigger than the stone goby that was the size of a hand.
Ye Cheng tilted the fishing rod to the side and stood still to start reeling in the fish. However, the fish was quite lively, so Ye Cheng had to let out more line and dared not pull too hard.
Just then, a somewhat disdainful voice came from behind, "The fish isn't very strong, so don't let out any more line. This is shallow water, and if you let out any more line, it will sink to the bottom."
That was Zhao Zhiming's voice. He couldn't stand watching Ye Cheng lay the wires any longer and couldn't help but remind him.
Ye Cheng thought about it and realized it made sense; his side was indeed in shallow water. Just as he was about to reel in the line, "snap!" there was a crisp sound, and the line got stuck.
"Brother, it looks like we've been pulled to the seabed," Xiao Hu said.
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