After distributing the fishing gear, Wu An noticed there was an extra one and called out, "Manager Wang, would you like to join in?"
Manager Wang shook his head and laughed, "I won't join in this fun."
"Don't say I'm the one who built the ship."
"But I've never fished before, and with my physique, I can't swing myself."
After saying that, he patted his big belly.
Wu An nodded and didn't insist.
Given his and Manager Wang's positions, he didn't need to be too considerate of Manager Wang's feelings. Everyone would catch fish later, and if Manager Wang regretted refusing, that would be his own choice.
On the contrary, Manager Wang needs to be careful about interpersonal relationships when dealing with him.
Because he's the client.
Just then, Uncle Li walked over, and he handed the pole over.
Uncle Li took it: "Okay, I've been so busy all these years that I haven't gone fishing in years."
"What should we do?"
"Oh, I see, I understand, I understand."
Wu An explained where the bait should be hung. Drift fishing is quite simple: just throw the bait out and let it drift with the current to attract fish to bite.
Some of those techniques are no longer useful right now.
Anyway, there's a cheat code.
After Uncle Li threw out the bait, Wu An also walked to a suitable position and threw the baited hook into the water.
Old Fu reduced the boat's speed slightly.
Even so, it's still much faster than normal drift fishing.
Manager Wang stood next to Wu An and asked, "An, will this catch any fish?"
Before Wu An could reply, A Qing started showing off: "Manager Wang, what kind of question is that... We went out to sea the day before yesterday and caught a lot of swordfish. You know swordfish, right? They have long mouths that can kill people."
Manager Wang nodded in agreement, a question creeping into his mind: Really? Did they catch a swordfish?
I don't believe you for a second...
The next moment, he saw Wu An's rod tip sink. Damn, he caught a fish so quickly, it's unbelievable!
Wu An was also surprised.
It's only been released forty or fifty meters.
The fish shouldn't be very big.
He could easily hold it with one hand.
The next moment, Uncle Li's somewhat panicked voice rang in my ears: "A'an, I can't hold him back, what should I do?"
Wu An turned his head and looked.
I helped Uncle Li adjust the unloading mechanism, and showed him how to pull the fish. I helped Uncle Li pull it a bit and found that it was okay, but it was definitely bigger than the fish he had caught.
A quick glance.
Everyone has caught a fish.
Manager Wang looked like he'd seen a ghost. If he hadn't been on the boat and seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Wu An and his group were cheating, with someone in the sea putting the catch on their hooks!
Otherwise, how could it be like a "contagion," with one fish getting infected after another?
As Fu Yongning reeled in the line, he muttered something like, "Damn, how can I catch a fish like this? How can the fishing be so good? This is not scientific. I have the nickname 'Air Force One'. How can I catch a fish so quickly?"
He hadn't planned to fish, but seeing everyone else fishing, he worried that he would be singled out and Wu An would make things difficult for him, so he cast his line half-heartedly. As a result, he had only gone a little over a hundred meters when he suddenly caught a fish.
He was quite dazed, but gradually came to his senses as dopamine took effect after he was bitten by the fish.
Then came ecstasy and frenzied pooping.
Soon, he pulled up a large black sea bream. Because it was a drift fishing method, the fish did not die immediately due to the change in water pressure; instead, it was still lively and jumping around.
Fu Yongning immediately grinned from ear to ear. He quickly picked up the fish, took a picture with his phone, and posted it in the group later. That way, the nickname "Air Force One" could be dropped.
After taking the photos, he quickly brought over several buckets, filled them with seawater, threw the large black sea bream into one of the buckets, and wrote his name on the bucket. Ah Qing and the others also helped write their names on the buckets.
In this way, everyone will be able to tell the difference between the fish they caught.
Wu An nodded to himself. Fu Yongning was indeed worthy of being Old Fu's nephew; he was capable, meticulous, and reliable.
soon.
The fish was pulled to the side of the boat.
Wu An thought he had pulled up a black sea bream like everyone else, but it turned out not to be. The fish looked very brightly colored on the surface of the sea, and it was not big. It flew directly onto the deck.
He picked it up and looked at it. It looked like a blue-clothed animal. He showed it to Fu Yongning, who nodded and said, "It is a blue-clothed animal. Look at its mouth. It has a mouthful of buck teeth. Isn't it quite ugly?"
Wu An had only heard of the bluefin wrasse before, and this was his first time catching one. It truly lived up to its reputation; ignoring its mouth, it was indeed quite beautiful. He weighed it in his hand and asked, "Is mine a little small?"
Fu Yongning nodded.
Without hesitation, Wu An casually tossed the bluefish back into the sea.
Fu Yongning was taken aback: "Why did you throw it away?"
Wu An casually said, "It's pointless to keep such a small one. I don't have time to raise it. I might as well let it go back to its elders and I'll catch a bigger one."
Fu Yongning: "...Hehe, you're really funny."
Wu An continued fishing.
The fish was caught very quickly.
It looks pretty good; the fish must be quite big.
Upon closer inspection, wow, another blue-clad creature, and much larger than the previous one—enough to make a substantial dish.
Everyone is the same.
Fish caught in succession.
"The fishing is excellent today."
"My brother was luckier; the fish he pulled up was really beautiful."
"Damn, another one in blue has been pulled up."
"Hey, I just pulled up a sea bass that weighs about ten pounds."
Listening to the shouts of everyone, Manager Wang wished he could slap himself twice. Even the cheapest sea bass could sell for a hundred or two hundred yuan if he pulled one up.
Even if you keep it for yourself, that's still good.
Wu An added some luck to the fishing boat, forcibly controlling the fish to follow the boat. After pulling hard for about an hour, the fish gradually stopped biting, and everyone had a good harvest.
Leaving aside common black sea bream and sea bass, they also caught several wrasse, with Ah Qing and Mei Wu both getting some.
Fu Yongning packed up the fishing rods, helped tidy up, and finally counted the catch before reporting to Wu An: "Boss, we've caught more than sixty fish in this hour."
"One fish per minute."
"I estimate it can sell for five or six thousand."
Wu An was chatting with Old Fu in the control room when he heard Fu Yongning say this. He was slightly taken aback and said, "Okay, then the harvest is not bad."
"Go ask everyone if they should each take it and dispose of it themselves, or if I should contact them, sell it together, and then split the money among them?"
Fu Yongning: "Are you really breaking up?"
Wu An took a sip of tea and asked with a smile, "What? You're still not happy? Don't play coy with me, I'll take it seriously."
Fu Yongning scratched his head: "Boss, if that's how you put it, then I won't hold back."
"I'll go take care of my work now."
After saying that, he turned and left the control room with light steps. He did a quick calculation and figured that the fish he had caught could be sold for about a thousand yuan.
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