Chen Zhiyao only brought one fishing rod with her this time, the new fishing rod that Chen Weiqiang gave her, which can catch a 30-pound fish.
She came here hoping to catch a big fish, preferably the king of fish, the red-spotted fish.
However, no matter how good the rod is, it's useless if no fish bite.
Her grandfather had already caught three rockfish in a row, while her fishing rod remained completely still.
Chen Zhiyao was looking down at the novel intently when, just as she got to the exciting part, the fishing rod in her hand suddenly felt heavy, and a strong pull dragged the rod into the sea.
She didn't react in time, and the fishing rod almost slipped from her hand and fell into the sea. Luckily, she reacted quickly and managed to retrieve the rod.
The fish in the sea are quite strong; the reel squeaked and sputtered as it frantically pulled out the line.
Chen Zhiyao glanced at the reel and then quickly tightened the unloading mechanism.
After adjusting the drag, the line came out of the reel very slowly, but the fish in the sea were in pain from the hook and gradually became agitated.
Seeing the fish thrashing about below and the pulling force increasing, Chen Zhiyao quickly loosened the drag and started fishing.
Based on the force applied, she estimated the fish to be around five or six pounds, not too big, so she didn't turn on her X-ray glasses and instead played with the fish herself.
Chen Zhiyao skillfully controlled the reel, tightening and loosening it intermittently to slowly wear down the fish's strength.
After about five minutes, Grandpa Chen, who had caught several rockfish, watched her longingly.
"Tangtang, are you tired? Let me help you play with the fish for a while."
"Okay, I'm actually a little tired."
Chen Zhiyao saw through the old man's little scheme at a glance, but she didn't expose him. She smiled and handed him the fishing rod.
The fishing rod had just been handed over when, unexpectedly, a fish immediately took the bait on the old man's fishing rod.
Seeing that the fishing rod was bent over, Chen Zhiyao quickly went over to play the fish.
However, the fish wasn't very strong, and the reel barely turned. Chen Zhiyao played it for two minutes before launching it back up.
It's a small, pink red sea bream, weighing only about a pound, but it's quite pretty.
Chen Zhiyao deftly removed the fishhook and casually tossed it into the old man's bucket.
Whether it was a feng shui issue or not, Chen Zhiyao caught two rock gobies in less than 5 minutes while standing at the old man's fishing spot.
Although this little guy is a bit small, it has a lot of it.
Grandpa Chen played the fish for a few minutes and, seeing that the fish that had taken the bait was at its limit, quickly handed the fishing rod back to Chen Zhiyao.
"Quick, quick, this guy's out of energy, reel him in!"
"No problem, watch me."
Chen Zhiyao glanced at the reel, which was basically still. She frantically turned the handle of the reel, quickly reeling in the fishing line.
The big creatures in the sea are still struggling desperately, but unfortunately, apart from creating beautiful waves, it's not doing anything.
Before long, a long, silvery-gray threadfin was caught.
Grandpa Chen quickly caught the fish with a net and chuckled as he pulled it ashore.
"Not bad, not bad, this threadfin is quite big. You're pretty good, girl, catching such a valuable big one so soon after you arrived."
Chen Zhiyao grinned and excitedly removed the fishhook. "This threadfin is huge, I think it weighs about 6 pounds."
Grandpa weighed it in his hand and laughed, "It's a little over 5 jin, almost 6 jin."
Mackerel
The pufferfish, scientifically known as *Hemiberlesia lataniae*, is silvery-gray with an elongated and laterally compressed body. It is one of the few fish species that can live in freshwater, brackish water, and seawater.
However, threadfin bream are difficult to catch and not easy to buy in the market. They are quite expensive, with a purchase price of more than 50 yuan per kilogram.
Grandpa Chen, beaming with joy, held the fish and urged Chen Zhiyao to take a picture of him.
"This threadfin fish could sell for at least 300 yuan. You're lucky, girl."
The old man was quite envious of his granddaughter, unlike him, who only managed to catch small fish like rock gobies.
Chen Zhiyao replied with a grin, "How about I buy a lottery ticket on my way back?"
"You silly girl, stop daydreaming and get back to fishing."
However, Chen Zhiyao was quite willing to give it a try. She had been having good luck lately, and she wondered if buying lottery tickets would help.
It seems there's no place to buy lottery tickets in town, which is a pity.
As soon as Grandpa Chen finished taking a photo, Chen Zhiyao immediately picked up this big guy.
I happily took a few photos and posted them in the group to show off before finally putting the big guy, who had been tormented to the point of near death, into the live fish bucket.
When Chen Zhiyao sat back down on the small stool, she realized that the rain had stopped sometime earlier.
Looking up, you see a clear, bright blue sky, as if it has been washed clean.
Blue sky and white clouds
Chen Zhiyao had just caught a big fish and was full of confidence, preparing to catch another red-spotted fish.
Chen Zhiyao deftly hooked a large shrimp onto the fishing hook and cast the bait as far as possible into the sea.
Meanwhile, Grandpa Chen, who seemed to be competing with Shi Jiugong, caught two more small fish weighing about two ounces each.
Seeing the old man looking at the adorable little creatures in the bucket with a mournful expression, Chen Zhiyao kindly comforted him:
"Although this stone goby is a bit small, it costs more than 60 yuan per catty, which is much more expensive than the mackerel I just had."
Grandpa Chen thought about it and agreed. Although these little guys were a bit small, there were so many of them that they weighed more than a pound in total, so he could get 100 yuan.
Just as the old man caught another rockfish, Chen Zhiyao's fishing rod finally moved again.
The fishing rod was pulled very lightly, but Chen Zhiyao clearly felt a fish bite and suddenly lifted the rod to hook the fish.
I felt the fishing rod pull increase, which meant I had clearly hit the target.
Seeing that the hook was secure, Chen Zhiyao immediately spun the reel quickly to start reeling in the line.
The little creature in the sea didn't resist at all; she pulled it out of the water in no time. It was a round, chubby little fish, like a ball.
Before Chen Zhiyao could even see what kind of fish it was, Grandpa Chen's face darkened.
The old man muttered under his breath, cursing:
"It turned out to be a tangential turtle, what bad luck!"
As the fishing line was continuously pulled in, Chen Zhiyao finally saw what kind of fish it was.
Unexpectedly, it was the pufferfish, which is hated by many anglers.
Pufferfish have very sharp teeth and small mouths; they're basically little rascals that only eat the bait and never bite the hook.
Even if you're lucky enough to get a bite, its sharp teeth will most likely bite through the fishing line, earning it the nickname "the line-cutting prince."
Although pufferfish meat is incredibly delicious, its liver and blood are highly poisonous, and consuming them can easily lead to poisoning and death.
They're inedible; even if you catch them, they're useless and usually end up as shoe brushes.
Grandpa Chen and the two old men beside him both looked disgusted when they saw the pufferfish in Chen Zhiyao's hand.
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