Wu An didn't know how long he had been fishing. He yawned, looked around, and saw that Old Fu was still full of energy, frantically pulling up golden pomfret.
He muttered to himself that the golden pomfret had gone mad and wouldn't leave.
Wu Anxin said it would be soon.
He no longer adds any luck bonuses to the fishing boats. Without the system's hard control, the golden pomfret school should disperse soon.
Aqing and Meiwu showed no signs of fatigue.
The three of them smoked when they were tired.
If one isn't enough, use two.
Wu An was exhausted.
Drinking tea didn't help either.
The main reason is that, unlike mahi-mahi, the golden pomfret doesn't feel very satisfying to pull and tug at. When he catches a golden pomfret, he feels more like a tool.
Not tired.
And it's boring.
It's only because the golden pomfret is still worth some money, otherwise he would have already taken a break and gone to sleep.
The sky was already turning white.
He kept catching fish and didn't even have time to check the time.
With only 1 point of luck left on his fishing rod, even though he wasn't obsessive-compulsive, he decided to use up that last bit of luck before taking a break.
Casting rod.
Ten meters.
Twenty meters.
Fifty meters.
Two hundred meters.
Perhaps due to a lack of luck, after running nearly 300 meters, there was still no movement.
Suddenly, a powerful force struck.
Wu An happened to yawn, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, his fishing rod would have flown straight into the sea.
"Holy crap, what is this?"
Wu An gripped the fishing rod tightly, instantly becoming fully alert.
Old Fu was closer and saw Wu An straining all over, so he asked, "What's wrong? Got a big fish?"
As Wu An exerted himself, he said, "It's even more strenuous than being hit by the ghost head knife earlier."
"I feel like I'm going to be dragged into the sea."
"Old Fu, can you come and help me?"
Old Fu had just cast his bait and responded when he suddenly stumbled and bumped into the side of the boat. Shocked and overjoyed, he shouted, "I caught one too!"
"Aqing, Awu, you two should also be careful."
"I guess a big fish was attracted by the school of golden pomfret to feed and ended up getting hooked by us."
"Hahaha."
After saying that, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Aqing and Meiwu were also very excited when they saw this.
I couldn't wait to pull the golden pomfret up immediately. After processing the pomfret, I couldn't wait to cast the line.
result.
The two waited for a long time, but they couldn't catch any fish, not even golden pomfret, let alone big ones.
Ah Qing muttered, "Could it be that the golden pomfret knows I've fallen for someone else, so it's ignoring me?"
Mei Wu was also in a hurry, constantly reeling in and letting out the line.
Just then, Wu An's voice rang in my ears: "A Qing, Brother Wu, if you haven't caught any fish, come and help me first."
Aqing dropped her fishing rod and ran over.
"Brother, I'll take your place."
"Okay, you grab it."
Wu An handed the fishing rod to A Qing.
At the beginning.
Aqing was quite enthusiastic, but soon he was defeated in the struggle with the big fish. He turned to look at Wu An, who was still rubbing his arm. He could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Mei Wu walked over, his eyes filled with envy: "A Qing, let me try too."
Aqing was overjoyed: "Really? Then you should try it."
Mei Wu: "Then I really won't be polite."
The feeling of pulling on the giant object was exhilarating, and he was somewhat addicted to it. But after a few minutes, he realized why Ah Qing had so readily given it to him.
What on earth did I get hit by? It was incredibly powerful!
Tug-of-war is fun, isn't it?
But if you pull continuously for a few minutes, see if it still feels interesting.
This is even more tiring than tug-of-war.
Seeing that Mei Wu's arms were trembling, Wu An said, "Give it to me."
Mei Wu nodded with difficulty.
After handing it over to Wu An, he turned to look at Old Fu.
Old Fu's face was flushed red and purple from exerting himself for so long, and the veins were clearly visible.
Mei Wu asked worriedly, "Master Fu, are you sure you can do it?"
Old Fu snorted. What kind of question is that?
Who should I ask?
Whether I can do it or not, I have to be able to.
Ah Qing had rested for a while and said, "Old Fu, let me take your place."
Old Fu hummed again and shook his head in refusal.
Young people are just young people.
Too young.
They don't know the techniques.
You can't just blindly work hard; look how exhausted you are.
We should learn from him.
Only by going back and forth, maintaining a balance between tension and relaxation, can one avoid being easily disarmed and surrendered.
Mei Wu worriedly said, "Uncle Fu, you're already so old, don't push yourself."
Old Fu hadn't intended to pay any attention to the two, but hearing their words made him angry. He shouted at Wu An, "An, watch out for the tug-of-war, don't fight the fish head-on."
"If you get the rhythm right, it won't be so tiring."
"Look at me."
Wu An turned his head and looked for a while, and actually figured out something. He suddenly realized and said, "I'll give it a try."
You know what?
Old ginger is spicier.
He alternated between releasing and withdrawing, outputting rhythmically, which immediately made me feel much more relaxed.
Aqing and Meiwu also wanted to give it a try.
He resolutely refused.
He has to pull the fish out of the water himself.
Mei Wu watched as A Qing adjusted the lights to search for the fish and said with curiosity, "What kind of fish is this? It didn't feel this strong when those two ghost-headed knives hit us."
At this time.
Wu Anzhong had already pulled the fish over. When the light shone on it, the fish leaped out of the sea to wash its gills. Under the light, the fish seemed to gleam with the luster of steel. Its huge body leaped high and then crashed down, splashing waves and making a loud noise.
Aqing was stunned.
Mei Wu muttered, "It looks like a swordfish."
"He has a very long nose."
Old Fu saw it too and shouted, "It's either a swordfish or a marlin. Ah An, you three be careful, these things are very dangerous. My... my friend was poked by one before."
Wu An nodded, while Old Fu's expression was very solemn.
The fish were thrashing about on the surface of the sea, already like grasshoppers in late autumn, constantly approaching the fishing boat.
Wu An and his men were on high alert, prepared for the fish's last-ditch counterattack. Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened, and they successfully pulled the swordfish ashore.
Old Fu glanced at it, nodded, and said, "It's a swordfish."
"It looks like it weighs at least 200 pounds."
"Fortunately, fortunately it didn't fight back in its death throes, otherwise our fishing boat would have been completely wrecked."
Wu An was taken aback and asked, "Is it that dangerous?"
Old Fu said, "Don't you like surfing the internet? Go search it up when you have time, and you'll see if I'm exaggerating or not."
Wu Anxin thought that catching this swordfish was probably due to luck, and without thinking too much about it, asked, "Since it's so difficult to catch, it must be quite expensive, right? Which is better, it or a marlin?"
Old Fu said, "Expensive, all of them are expensive."
"In comparison, swordfish are cheaper."
"It will still cost more than 100 yuan per kilogram."
Wu An nodded in satisfaction. This one alone would be worth about ten thousand yuan. Not bad. It was worth all the effort to pull it up.
Old Fu handed the reins to Mei Wu.
He cleared the space, bled the swordfish briefly, and after treating it, he and Aqing put the swordfish into the storage room.
Wait until I get back.
Mei Wu had already pulled the swordfish to the side of the fishing boat, and Wu An helped out. The two of them quickly got the swordfish aboard.
Old Fu was astonished. Could it be that the school of swordfish he encountered was relatively docile?
He said, "I'll handle it."
"You guys hurry up and fish again."
"If we catch a few more, we can make a lot of money on this trip."
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