fishing
Chen Zhiyao skillfully cast the bait onto the dark figure not far away, controlling the fishing rod in her hand.
The shrimp, caught on the fishing hook, was still struggling desperately, trying to break free of its restraints.
Unfortunately, she eventually managed to slowly move it to the fish's mouth.
As it turns out, the greedy fish soon paid the price for not taking advantage of the free lunch.
Chen Zhiyao felt a light pull from the fishing rod and immediately began to play the fish with great joy.
She hadn't gone fishing for two days and was itching to get back to it.
This fish was much stronger than the turbot from before; Chen Zhiyao guessed it weighed at least three or four pounds.
However, the fish was no match for Chen Zhiyao, who was using cheat codes, and was pulled out of the water in just a few minutes.
She originally thought it would be a sea bass or a grouper, but it turned out to be a huge yellowfin tuna.
To be honest, this was the first time Chen Zhiyao had caught a giant yellowtail crab weighing nearly 4 kilograms, and she was quite eager to taste it.
"The price of yellow-footed wax is not high, I'll keep it and steam it tonight."
As soon as she finished speaking, the giant yellowtail crab that she had picked up to remove the fishing hook suddenly started jumping up.
In mid-air, the powerful fish tail swung vigorously.
Chen Zhiyao was still thinking about what to cook for dinner when she didn't react in time and was hit in the face by a fish tail.
"Smack!"
The fish tail slapped against their faces, making a loud noise that drew the attention of the father and son who had been staring at the sea.
When the two saw Chen Zhi get slapped in the face by a fish, they were stunned for a moment, and then they burst into laughter.
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
"Stop, stop, stop! No laughing!"
Hearing the two men's gloating laughter, Chen Zhiyao became even angrier.
Enraged, he immediately threw the still-jumping fish into the bucket, his eyes glaring at it like knives, as if he were slowly torturing it.
After wiping the water droplets off her face, Chen Zhiyao put a small shrimp back on the bare fishhook.
When she opened the X-ray glasses again, she was overjoyed to find a group of small fish swimming towards them in the distance.
The school of fish wasn't large; judging from the dark figures still struggling to swim, Chen Zhiyao estimated there were only about twenty or thirty of them.
The fish are not very big; the smallest weighs about a pound, and the largest looks to be only three or four pounds.
As the little creatures drew closer, she suddenly noticed that all of them had pointed mouths.
Considering the fish's size, Chen Zhiyao made a bold hypothesis: could these all be grouper?
Just then, she noticed a giant dark shadow at the very back of the school of fish.
Below the dark shadow were four short legs, which were paddling vigorously, driving the school of fish toward them.
The spotted rat, a big guy with four short legs—Chen Zhiyao immediately understood the cause and effect.
It's the spirit turtle driving the fish over.
The thought of a large group of rats below filled Chen Zhiyao with excitement.
They're all cute little coins!
Chen Zhiyao even secretly wondered if this spirit turtle was sent by the beachcombing system to help her make money.
The small shrimp that tried to escape was mercilessly thrown next to the largest dark shadow.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhiyao felt a fish take the bait.
Thinking that there were rat-like fish below, she no longer cared about playing the fish; she just wanted to catch all these little creatures that shone with golden light as quickly as possible.
Lift the rod to set the hook, then frantically reel in the line.
In less than two minutes, she pulled a three-pound rat-like fish out of the water.
Chen Zhiyao, carrying the fish, began to show it off triumphantly:
"This spotted rat is quite big; it's worth at least 800 yuan if it's not a thousand."
She didn't need to say anything more; the father and son beside her immediately cast their fishing rods back to where she had just caught the fish, their movements so fast they were almost blurry.
Just as Chen Zhiyao removed the fishing hook, the two of them caught fish one after the other.
When the fishing hook went into the water again, the father and son caught the fish at the same time, in just two minutes.
The father and son both caught grouper, and both weighed about two pounds.
The two were immediately aroused and began to secretly compete with each other.
Chen Zhiyao, who was more outstanding, was subconsciously overlooked by the father and son.
Chen Zhiyao looked indignant, feeling that the two of them were clearly jealous of her and deliberately excluding her from their games.
The three of them, grandfather, grandson, and granddaughter, were secretly competing with each other, and their movements became even faster.
Three grouper were caught in a row, and they all knew that a group of grouper were coming down below. They were so excited that their faces turned red.
Chen Zhiyao cast the bait towards a patch of black water, and said with a hint of regret:
"It's a pity we didn't get a hand net, otherwise we could have just used a net to catch them all at once, which would have saved us a lot of trouble."
Chen Weiqiang, an expert angler, disagreed, frantically reeling in the line while refuting it back in:
"The beauty of fishing lies in the wonderful process of the extreme pull; what's the point if you just grab it with a net?"
Grandpa Chen rolled his eyes at him as if he were an idiot. "Where can't you go fishing? Of course, you should make money first."
Thinking of the rat-like spots all over the bottom, the old man wished he could fly back to the fishing boat immediately and get the fishing net.
Fortunately, all three of them had lucky fishing rods in their hands, and the spirit turtle was right next to them guarding against the fish escaping, so the three of them were basically never idle.
Normally, it's extremely difficult to catch a grouper, but today they were catching them one after another, and the three of them, grandfather, grandson, and granddaughter, were all beaming with joy.
Thinking about how the grouper is now worth over 300 yuan per kilogram, Chen Zhiyao is even more excited than when she caught a tuna before.
After all, even bluefin tuna only costs a couple hundred yuan per kilogram.
There were only about twenty fish in the school to begin with, but in less than an hour, the grandfather and his grandson had caught them all.
Seeing that all the fish had been caught, the spirit turtle, keeping its merits hidden, quietly swam away into the depths of the sea.
Looking at the round, plump outline of the tortoise shell, Chen Zhiyang planned to put some small fish in the puddle before leaving.
Chen Weiqiang never dared to dream of such a thing as a rat-spotted connecting rod, but today it actually happened, with half a bucket of it falling up.
Grandpa Chen was happily counting how many grouper he had caught that day.
"Seven rat spots, adding up to about 13 pounds."
Thinking about the two or three thousand yuan he could earn, the old man's palms started to sweat with joy.
Chen Zhiyao, who held the only level-two lucky fishing rod, had an even more brilliant record.
It had ten rat spots, and each one weighed two or three pounds.
The three men, who usually boast about their catches in the group chat, dared not show off this time, afraid of revealing their treasure trove.
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