Unfortunately, Chen Zhiyao and her group arrived quite late, and there were no good spots available.
Fortunately, the breakwater was quite long, and Chen Weiqiang continued driving along the coastal highway.
After wandering around the area, the group finally chose a secluded patch of grass on the outer edge of the breakwater.
It would take a few minutes to walk down from the roadside, but the car couldn't go any further, so Chen Weiqiang had to park the van on the side of the road.
The group got out of the van and confidently carried their fishing gear as they walked forward.
This place is quite remote and overgrown with weeds.
Even so, there were still many anglers sitting on small stools nearby, intently fishing.
When passing by two elderly men, Grandpa Chen even stopped to ask them:
"Hey bro, how's the fishing today?"
One of the older men, wearing a blue coat, frowned and began to complain:
"There were so many people today, making such a commotion, that they scared all the fish away."
Immediately afterward, a younger middle-aged man nearby also chimed in with his complaints:
"Yeah, we've come all this far, but there are still so many people. They scared all the fish away."
After saying that, he didn't forget to glare at Grandpa Chen and the group of people who came later.
There were already a lot of people fishing here, and now so many more have come. Is it even possible to fish properly?
Although the fishermen nearby seemed unfriendly, Chen Zhiyao and her companions didn't mind.
The fish in the sea aren't raised by them; anyone can fish for them.
However, what those two people said earlier made some sense. With so many people, the fish in the sea were either caught by others or scared away.
At this moment, Chen Zhiyao volunteered to lead the group towards a place where the weeds were denser.
In fact, she had already turned on her X-ray glasses and was searching for schools of fish.
There are hardly any fish in the crowded areas outside, so she could only lead her people deeper and deeper.
Chen Zhiyao was afraid of snakes, so she deliberately carried a stick and tapped it into the grass as she walked, trying to scare away the scary snakes, insects, and rodents in advance.
After walking on and off for more than 10 minutes, she finally found an excellent fishing spot.
A large group of dark shadows could be seen underwater ahead. The fish in the middle and upper layers of the water were smaller, probably a group of small fish weighing one or two pounds.
There were only about 10 medium-sized black shadows on the seabed, which looked to weigh about seven or eight pounds.
The resources by the sea cannot compare to those at sea, so finding this many fish is already considered a very good fishing spot.
The only problem now is that there is no road in front of us, and weeds all around us are waist-high.
Fortunately, the father and son, who often went fishing, were prepared and each took a sickle and went to the front to clear the way.
It only took us a little over 10 minutes to walk here, but this 10-meter stretch took us almost 20 minutes.
The father and son quickly cleared away the weeds nearby, and the four of them soon each brought out a small stool.
No angler can resist the thrill and excitement of catching a big fish. The four of them, with perfect teamwork, prepared to bottom fish for a big catch.
Before the fishing hooks were even in the water, Chen Weiqiang suggested with a grin:
"Fishing alone is no fun. Let's have a competition to see who catches the biggest fish."
Grandpa Chen remembered the bet he'd made before, in which he always caught the smallest fish, and immediately refused to accept it.
"What's the point of always comparing sizes? If we're going to compare, let's compare quantities. Today, let's see who catches the most fish."
The old man was full of confidence, believing that he would definitely win if it came down to quantity.
Yan Shuting thought about how she usually focused on quality when fishing.
Judging from her usual catch record, although the number of fish is not large and the size is not big, there are more valuable fish.
So he quickly suggested, "How about we compete to see whose catch is the most valuable? Fishing is all about making money, so this is the most appropriate way to do it."
"Moreover, it's not enough to just have a competition without a wager; the loser is punished by having to clean their house for a week."
Chen Zhiyao cast the fishing line into the area where the shadows were densest, then looked at the three of them with a grin:
"I'm fine with either, but you guys need to decide quickly, my fish will probably be served soon."
As an all-around athlete, she's fine with any competition method; she'll definitely win in the end anyway.
Her infuriating little face immediately drew a lot of hatred, and the other three wanted to kick her out of the competition.
None of the three would concede to the other, so in the end they decided to draw lots to decide whose fish catch was the most valuable, and the loser would have to clean their house for a week.
As the family's most enthusiastic member of the household, Chen Weiqiang excitedly exclaimed:
"Alright, alright, let's officially begin the 1st Breakwater Fishing Competition!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a fish took the bait on Chen Zhiyao's side.
The fishing line, which had been dangling lightly on the water's surface, was suddenly pulled taut. At the same time, the reel made a whooshing sound.
Feeling the sharp pull on her fishing rod, Chen Zhiyao stood up excitedly:
"Haha, my fish is quite big, at least seven or eight pounds. It looks like I'm going to win this competition."
Chen Weiqiang, whose fishing rod hadn't moved at all, felt a pang of jealousy and immediately started to sabotage the attempt:
"This is just the beginning. Don't get too excited yet. Maybe your fish is a sea wolf."
Chen Zhiyao adjusted her posture to better distribute her force, then adopted a more convenient stance to generate power, and then retorted with a smile:
"Tsk tsk tsk, jealousy can be twisted."
While the father and daughter were bickering, Grandpa Chen and Yan Shuting also started serving their fish.
However, the fishing rod was only slightly bent, so it seemed to be just a small fish.
Chen Weiqiang, who was still an air force pilot, felt like he was surrounded by envious people; the air around him was sour.
The fish that Chen Zhiyao just caught is quite strong and has a lot of stamina. It seems to be insensitive to pain, recklessly charging around on the surface.
She happily adjusted her strength again, thinking that with such great power, the fish must be quite large.
However, after walking for a short while, the smile on Chen Zhiyao's face immediately faded.
Her father was right about her strength and drive; she's most likely a wolf from the deep.
Just then, Chen Weiqiang's excited voice rang in my ears.
"I caught a fish! I caught a fish! Hehe, let me tell you, this fish weighs at least ten pounds."
Grandpa Chen had just caught a three-pound barracuda, and upon hearing this, he was incredibly envious:
"Hmph, you haven't even caught the fish yet, what are you showing off for? You might just break the line in a minute."
"Jealousy, that's what you're doing, being jealous of me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Weiqiang, who had been smug, suddenly changed his expression.
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