Since the fish had gotten away, Ye Cheng had nothing to say. He changed the bait and kept trying. If they weren't satisfied, he would keep trying until they were satisfied.
Cast the line again, the line flies, the hook hits the water, and a new round begins.
After waiting for a few minutes without any movement, Ye Cheng gently dragged the fishing line, simulating a small fish moving.
It actually worked!
The float moved; the colorful float sank halfway down.
Ye Cheng got excited and, without thinking much, suddenly pulled the barbed wire upwards with great force.
Then the water broke open, and a small fish, about ten centimeters long, flew out of the water, then fell back down with a splash, leaving a few drops of blood on the surface.
You used too much force.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath and cast the line three times. This time, the fishing line flew off course and landed at a 45-degree angle to the left front.
If there were other people around, it might get tangled up with their lines.
He was all alone here, so Ye Cheng didn't put the item away anymore and just sat down quietly.
State of mind!
The mindset is also very important when fishing. I got a little flustered just now, which messed up my rhythm.
After sitting quietly for more than ten minutes and smoking two cigarettes, Ye Cheng began to pull the fishing line.
If there's no movement, reel in the rod and cast again.
This time, the float started to move not long afterward.
Ye Cheng looked at the float, trying his best to feel the pulsating sensation.
sink!
Lift the rod!
To avoid a repeat of the previous situation where the fish hadn't even taken the bait, Ye Cheng deliberately pulled the rod forward to delay setting the hook.
This time it really bit, and it was a small fish about seven or eight centimeters long. Ye Cheng tested the hook and pulled it up directly.
A blackback saury was pulled up.
Pacific saury is more common in Taiwan than in China, and to be honest, it's relatively rare along the coast.
Looking at its size, Ye Cheng realized it was far too small and simply threw it back into the sea.
Ye Cheng spent the entire afternoon fishing, practicing a few things: casting and hooking fish. In any case, he felt much better after practicing.
I checked the time; it was already past 5 p.m., so I packed up and went home.
I caught seven or eight fish in one afternoon, all of them were small, worthless fish. I was too lazy to sell them, so I just gave them to Jiang Yunxiang to make a mixed fish stew.
While mixed fish can't compare to the freshness of high-end seafood, stewing different kinds of fish together creates tender, melt-in-your-mouth fish meat with a unique flavor.
Jiang Yunxiang is now radiant. She made nearly 10,000 yuan from the last time she used the fish trap, so she has money in her hands and her meals have improved.
Ye Guowei can eat meat almost every meal when he comes home at night.
Feeling a bit weak these past two days, Ye Cheng didn't drink any alcohol and hurried home after dinner.
The internet addict is still the same, but his skills have improved a lot now. After all, Diablo 2 isn't known for its difficulty, and this guy is now just grinding for equipment.
I checked my luck stat today, which is 40, and I only caught a few fish. Logically, I shouldn't have caught so few.
"Come on, let's go put away the traps." Ye Cheng patted Xiao Hu; the traps they put out yesterday hadn't been taken away yet.
"Wait, wait a minute, bro, I'll kill him! I finally made it down to the third floor!"
Helplessly, he waited for Xiaohu to finish slaying the last few bugs, and then he was given a blue staff with a hole. The guy was very satisfied.
The trap that Xiao Hu set was on the beach in front of the village. Because there was no tide, the two of them walked for half an hour before they saw it.
The two men finished collecting the five traps in an hour. There wasn't much to be found; they had about twenty crabs, but no high-end conch.
There were also some small sea cucumbers, and then white shrimp.
A small grouper was brought in; it was so pitifully small that Ye Cheng immediately released it.
Seeing such a small amount of goods, Ye Cheng had no desire to even go into the city and simply told Xiao Hu to sell them at the dock the next day.
For the next two days, Ye Cheng practiced fishing alone with his fishing rod, preparing for the competition.
Xiao Hu wouldn't budge unless Ye Cheng told him to. He made a total of 3,000 yuan in three days, which was barely enough to make ends meet.
On the 14th, the police station called and asked Ye Cheng to come and collect his reward of 10,000 yuan, which was the biggest income he had received in the past few days.
On the 15th, Ye Cheng woke up very early in the morning.
Because today is match day.
It's not that I have to fight for that not insignificant bonus. Men are competitive all their lives. I may not be able to compete with others in my career, but how can I admit defeat in a hobby like fishing?
Luck value: 70+20
Points: 1230
Deposits: 34,000; Loans: 10,000.
A luck value of 90.90.
Ye Cheng suddenly clenched his fist; this was what he had been worried about for the past two days.
Damn it, last time I participated in a competition with a luck value of 30, it was worse than death.
He just couldn't catch any fish, and if someone hadn't withdrawn from the competition, he wouldn't have even been able to participate in the finals.
Today's a good day! With a luck value of 90, I'd be doing a disservice to all my hard work these past two days if I didn't catch a big fish today.
The only one who suffered today was Xiao Hu. He thought he could stay home and farm equipment peacefully while Ye Cheng competed today, but Ye Cheng dragged him away to witness his glorious moment.
"Brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but you've only been fishing for a few days. You're already talking about glory? It's not that easy."
Let me make this clear first: if you lose, it has nothing to do with me, and don't blame it on me.
"Shut your jinx. I'll lose? No way. Heh, I'll take you to see that Cui Shuran today. Damn, he's got this arrogant attitude. I can't stand him."
Ye Cheng was very unhappy about the last qualifying round. That condescending look that looked down on him, damn it, I'm a middle manager at a Fortune 500 company, a phoenix who can work overtime for seven days straight without dying, and they dare to look down on me.
Xiao Hu, sitting on the back of the motorcycle, clicked his tongue twice and said, "Bro, is it because she's more handsome and has better charisma than you that you're so angry? Or did she steal your girlfriend?"
"Get lost, how could a little brat like him compare to my charm?"
The two chatted idly for a while, then sped off on the country road.
This is the final round. There are fewer people than in the preliminary round, but it is taken much more seriously.
The finals will be held on a peninsula, an island surrounded by water on three sides, which you can drive up to.
Those with cars drove there, while the association chartered a bus for those without.
As a motorcycle enthusiast, Ye Cheng rode straight up. When he arrived, he found it quite lively, with a tent set up and banners displayed.
The 7th Fishing Competition of Donghai City Fishing Association.
The two unloaded their things, and then Xiaohu pointed to a person on the stage and said, "Brother, isn't that the Cui Shuran you were talking about?"
Ye Cheng took a look and realized it was true; the person on stage had a cool and aloof Buddhist demeanor, which made him stand out from the crowd.
"Yes, that's him. Isn't he a total idiot?"
"No, I think he's definitely more handsome than you, and he has a certain air about him, like a wealthy young master. You..."
Xiao Hu turned his head and looked at Ye Cheng.
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