Ye Cheng's fishing line moved again, this time quite a bit. The line was suddenly pulled down, and Ye Cheng quickly regained control and slowly tightened it.
The tip of the fishing rod is bent into a bow; this is a big catch.
One monkey, one tethering method.
Ye Cheng didn't keep casting the line over the big fish because he felt the water wasn't deep enough and it was about to sink.
With no other option, Ye Cheng could only grab the fishing line, jump off the rocks, and slowly move along the coast.
By exchanging horizontal distance for vertical depth.
The fish's back briefly appeared on the water's surface, a bluish-black silhouette, slender and even longer than the previous threadfin bream. Before Ye Cheng could get a good look at it, it plunged back into the water, attempting to swim towards the open sea.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Cheng pulled the fish diagonally, causing it to jolt and turn back in pain.
Slowly reel in the line, hook the fish, and the big fish, having exhausted its strength, is dragged back to shore like a dead dog.
This time, Ye Cheng himself put himself in the net, and it caught it all in one go.
"What kind of fish is it, Cheng?" Uncle Jinshui was still on the reef, having gotten nothing himself, so he could only worry about others.
“Mackerel, Uncle, over 30 centimeters long,” Ye Cheng called out.
This fish has a slender body, a black back, and black spots all over its body. It is a Spanish mackerel, also known as a Spanish mackerel.
It belongs to the same family and genus as the threadfin bream, and their body shapes are quite similar.
This one is a bit longer than the previous grouper, but not as long as the red grouper, though it's heavier.
With the remaining bait, Ye Cheng caught three large squid, two threadfin bream, two mackerel, and three red sea bream, making it a very successful catch.
Uncle Jinshui finally caught a fish too, a pomfret, so he had a decent catch.
Ye Cheng checked the time; it was already 11 p.m., and the sea breeze was getting cooler.
"Uncle Jinshui, we're going back now. You should probably head back too, it's getting late," Ye Cheng said.
Uncle Jinshui looked at his fish basket and seemed satisfied. "Alright, if we don't go back soon, your aunt will start scolding you."
"Cheng, you're amazing! You caught so many fish in one night. How did you do it? Did you really add MSG?"
Uncle Jinshui still couldn't understand why he, a master of his own technical style, would lose to a complete novice.
On the way back, the village dogs barked a few times, but after realizing that it was someone they couldn't afford to mess with, they quickly slipped back home.
The fish were still at Ye Cheng's house. Ye Cheng put on the air pump and then counted today's catch:
Eastern Star Grouper: 2;
Black sea bream: 6;
Red sea bream: 4;
Threadfin: 3 pieces;
Spanish mackerel: 3 pieces;
Large squid: 5;
White pomfret: 1 piece;
Yellow-footed: 1.
With a total of 20 baits, we caught 24 fish, and with Little Tiger's catch, that makes a total of 25.
Ye Cheng decided to keep the white pomfret and yellowfin bream at home and eat them. There were only a few of them, and they wouldn't fetch much money if sold. He figured he might as well give them to his nephew to treat him to something nice.
Huang Jiaoli gave the money back to Xiao Hu.
Ye Cheng plans to go to the city early tomorrow morning to sell these fish directly to Boss Qian. However, he had previously only sold shellfish, and this time he was going to try fishing. He didn't know if Boss Qian would accept them.
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This time, because he wasn't in a rush, Ye Cheng didn't leave at 6 o'clock. He was a little late and arrived at Boss Qian's place at almost 8 o'clock.
This time, when I made the call, there was indeed a response; it was Mr. Qian's familiar voice.
"Hey bro, got any in stock?"
"Yes, I'm at the hotel entrance. Are you buying fish? This time it's all fish."
"Yes, I'll take any seafood. My customers just said they wanted to get some fish to eat, I'll be right there."
Before President Qian arrived, several people came out of the hotel to help Ye Cheng move the items to the kitchen.
Before I could even finish a cigarette, Mr. Qian arrived.
"Brother, let me see what kind of stuff you have?" Boss Qian was a little impatient.
The seafood business is all about the source of the goods. If you have good goods, people will come. If you don't have good goods, no matter how well you cook them, it won't work.
"A grouper? This one's good! It's so red and still alive. Its mouth is broken. Did you catch it?" Mr. Qian was very knowledgeable and could tell at a glance that it had been caught.
"Yeah, I caught it last night."
Mr. Qian patted Ye Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you're pretty good. You even know how to go sea fishing. Take me with you next time."
Speaking of which, the first time I met Mr. Qian was because he went sea fishing. Maybe we can go together sometime.
"Sure, but I only dare to fish from the shore now, I've never fished in the sea before."
"Oh, they're all the same. You just need to change your equipment a little if you want to fish in the deep sea, but otherwise it doesn't matter, they're all the same."
After Mr. Qian finished speaking, he started quoting prices, "I'll charge you 150 yuan per catty for this grouper."
"Okay, did I overpay?" Ye Cheng joked. As far as he knew, the price of East Star Spotted Grouper wasn't very high even in later generations.
“Not expensive. These are rare, and they’re wild, so they’re quite precious.” Mr. Qian said cheerfully, not at all like someone who had been cheated. “Of course, I’d be happy to lower the price for you, brother.”
"Then you should continue, I'm poorer than you."
Mr. Qian looked at the other fish and said, "Black sea bream is 40 yuan per jin, red sea bream is 50 yuan per jin, threadfin and mackerel are 60 yuan per jin, and this giant squid is 40 yuan per jin. If it's okay, we'll take it."
Ye Cheng silently calculated in his mind that the price was acceptable.
"Okay, then let it be heavy."
Once the price is agreed upon, everything becomes much easier; the final step is to calculate the cost.
"Two grouper weighing 5.2 jin each, totaling 780; black sea bream weighing 23 jin each, 920; red sea bream weighing 21 jin each, 1050; threadfin and mackerel weighing 53 jin each, 3180; squid weighing 18 jin each, 720."
"So, the total comes to 6650 yuan."
Ye Cheng was satisfied with the income of 6,650 yuan, all earned by himself. If Xiao Hu had had another fishing rod last night, he would have had a good catch, and the income would have increased significantly.
After leaving Mr. Qian's place, Ye Cheng glanced at the system:
Luck value: 50+20
Points: 450
I had about 18,000 yuan on me, and I needed to give some to Xiaohu, so I had about 17,000 yuan left.
Feeling relieved after selling the fish, Ye Cheng originally planned to go straight back to the village, but then he had a thought and checked the time. Perhaps Mr. Wang, the vegetable vendor, was still there.
Perhaps we could go and visit Boss Wang?
Yes, we're going to see Boss Wang, not to see pretty girls.
Having made up his mind, Ye Cheng rode his little motorcycle swiftly towards the market. Knowing the old man's nature, if he arrived late, he might have to close up shop early to avoid paying those two yuan.
When Ye Chenggang arrived at the market, he saw Boss Wang sitting there listlessly. The old man was still quite loyal and left a seat for him.
However, he felt a bit lonely because no one was there to chat with him.
"Hey, Lao Wang!" Ye Cheng shouted loudly as he stopped by the roadside.
He can't bring himself to call him "Boss Wang," but he can call him "Old Wang."
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