As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 113: Chapter 111: Uncle Takes Me Fishing [Extra Bonus Chapter]

After arriving back at the residential complex’s garage and parking the car, Chu Mingcheng took out the fish box, tackle box, and fishing rods to carry back home.

He rinsed the fish box with clean water one more time and then left it on the balcony to dry.

The fishing rods hadn’t been maintained for a while, so before dinner, Chu Mingcheng decided to maintain them as well.

After getting the rice cooking, he first prepared some warm water, immersed a damp cloth in it to increase the temperature, wrung out the water, and started wiping down the fishing rods, gently rubbing back and forth.

He cleaned one rod and then moved on to the next, letting them dry for about twenty minutes.

He took out some car wax and applied it to a velvet cloth, then wrapped it around the fishing rod and gently wiped it down—the waxing process.

Upon finishing, he placed the rods on the balcony, where the sun no longer reached, and left them there overnight to be collected early the next morning.

Chu Mingcheng’s fishing rods were quite expensive and needed to be frequently maintained.

If it were just cheap fishing rods, the ones costing only tens or a hundred yuan, there was no need for such care—it would be more convenient to simply replace them with new ones when they stopped working well.

After maintaining the fishing rods, Chu Mingcheng heated up the lunch food for dinner and then sent a message to Jiang Luoluo inviting her over to eat.

A short while later, she arrived.

Seeing that she was alone, Chu Mingcheng asked, “Where’s Zhang Ruomei?”

“Sister Mei always goes home for dinner in the evening, don’t worry about her.” Jiang Luoluo saw that the food was already cooked, so she naturally took out the bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice, making herself at home.

“I see,” Chu Mingcheng nodded, and they had dinner together.

“By the way, how was your catch today, and do you plan to go out again tonight?”

“The sea conditions were good today, I went to a tourist spot and made a little under two thousand, so I’m not going out tonight, just going to continue studying.”

Jiang Luoluo never really knew how much Chu Mingcheng made, since the previous two trips to Wen City were just to hang out, and she hadn’t seen him sell fish.

Hearing that he could make two thousand yuan in one day, and seeing his indifferent attitude towards it, she was quite astonished.

“A little under two thousand? So your fishing can earn so much? You also studied fishing and hunting, right? Could that earn even more?”

“Whether it’s fishing or hunting, it all depends on the sea conditions! But with a bit of effort, earning over fifty thousand a month on average shouldn’t be too hard.”

Facing a woman he was fond of, as a man, Chu Mingcheng naturally had to showcase his earning capabilities.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo recalled her initial urging for him to buy a boat and the various suggestions she had given, and couldn’t help feeling speechless.

With such a speed of earning money, there was no need to hesitate about buying a boat in the first place!

Yet, she still found it a bit hard to believe that just fishing and hunting could consistently earn so much.

This kind of money-making capability, she had strived for many years and had only just managed to reach this year.

“I feel like fishing isn’t that stable though, and with hunting, you have to find the fish too, right? Can you really earn that much?”

“Actually, it has a lot to do with the prices. Currently, I sell some of the expensive fish to customers in the group, and today’s catch was sold to tourists. Both are priced at market rate, thus making the income much higher.”

“If it were sold directly to seafood shops or fishmongers, then my income today would probably just be about one thousand yuan.”

Chu Mingcheng casually avoided mentioning the issue of stability. He had Golden Finger, and although his experience points in various marine products weren’t high, he was ensured a minimum guarantee.

Jiang Luoluo suddenly realized, “Then from what you said, my suggestion to start making videos to build up followers and convert them into customers was the right path?”

“Yeah, I am planning to do that indeed.”

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s eat quickly. I’ll continue to help you edit the videos. You should also get busy. Once the video editing is finished, it should be scheduled for release.”

“You don’t need to choreograph tonight?”

“No worries, it’s not good to move around too much after eating anyway, editing videos should be a good way to digest.”

Chu Mingcheng watched as Jiang Luoluo suddenly sped up her eating pace, both amused and moved by her enthusiastic demeanor, so he also quickened his pace.

After cleaning up the meal, the two of them sat on the couch to work on the video editing.

Jiang Luoluo edited the videos while Chu Mingcheng gave suggestions, as he knew better where the key points were for fishing-related videos.

Suddenly, an hour later, their deep focus was interrupted by the sudden ringing of a message alert—it was from Chu Mingcheng’s phone.

He took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Jiang Yuqi.

“Brother Ming, the bin diao video will be uploaded next Tuesday at four in the afternoon. Remember to watch! Also, I asked Brother Haiwang to add you, so accept it.”

Upon seeing the message, Chu Mingcheng slapped his thigh, having been too busy in Xia City these past few days, he had completely forgotten this important matter.

However, what was this springy and slippery sensation in his palm?

“Nice touch, right?”

A leisurely voice sounded by his ear, and Chu Mingcheng instantly shuddered and quickly moved his hand away, apologizing with a sheepish smile, “Ah, sorry, I hit the wrong spot there.”

Jiang Luoluo looked at her own fair thigh starting to turn red, gave him a speechless roll of her eyes, and then moved a bit to the side.

Unintentionally, the two had gotten very close to each other.

But to say that Chu Mingcheng did it unintentionally, she had her doubts—how could you accidentally pat someone else’s leg when aiming for your own?

“It’s about time for me to go choreograph; do you want to come with me?”

“Sure!” Chu Mingcheng readily agreed, followed Jiang Luoluo to her dance studio, sat down in a corner, chatted with Jiang Yuqi for a bit, and added Brother Haiwang.

As soon as he accepted the request, Brother Haiwang sent a message.

“Hello.”

Chu Mingcheng: “Hello, Brother Haiwang, I’m your loyal fan.”

Brother Haiwang: “Loyal fan? Have you hit the like, subscribe, and bell button?”

Chu Mingcheng: “Of course, if not, I’d stay up all night to catch up.”

The food blogger that Jiang Yuqi wanted to introduce—he had already known who it was during his previous endeavors on Sky. He had watched quite a few videos lately and had started to understand a bit about Brother Haiwang.

The most critical point was that the place where the other party lived was not very far from Xia City, just separated by two cities, approximately one hundred and forty nautical miles.

With the speed of his boat, it could reach there in seven hours at economical cruising speed.

In that case, might it be more convenient for him to buy shoes in the future?

Brother Haiwang, “Haha, Little Qi told me you know how to fish and hunt. When I’m free, I’ll come to play with you, and you can show me how it’s done!”

Chu Mingcheng, “No problem, I just bought a boat, and I’m getting my license now. When Brother Hai comes over, I’ll take you to a farther spot to catch big fish.”

He had a fishing and hunting license, so taking people with him was no problem.

At this moment, Brother Haiwang, resting at home, saw this message and raised his eyebrows, paying more attention to this so-called fan.

Having a boat and knowing how to fish and hunt meant that the other party could easily obtain some marine creatures not seen on the market or particularly large fish.

This was a partnership he definitely wanted to maintain, especially since after releasing over five hundred videos, he had eaten more than four hundred types of marine creatures. Finding suitable ingredients was becoming increasingly difficult.

Chu Mingcheng and Brother Haiwang exchanged messages for a while longer before ending their chat.

After all, they were not familiar yet, and there would be plenty of opportunities to interact in the future.

Afterwards, he continued solving problems, while Jiang Luoluo was busy practicing dance movements, redoing the ones she wasn’t satisfied with and recording the ones she was.

The dance studio seemed particularly quiet at that moment, but also particularly harmonious and warm.

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The next day, Chu Mingcheng returned from his morning run and headed directly to Jiang Luoluo’s house, not bringing any breakfast.

The girl had made a delicious dish of Pigeon and Earth Dragon Soup yesterday, which seemed to have opened up her culinary skills, suddenly sparking her interest in cooking.

Last night, before he planned to go back to sleep, Jiang Luoluo specifically instructed him to come over for breakfast in the morning, promising it would be ready.

With some curiosity, Chu Mingcheng entered the kitchen and found that her breakfast was almost ready.

“Yo, is that a pancake?”

“Yep, Xia City pancakes. I guarantee you’ll like them.”

Jiang Luoluo had already finished preparing the side dishes, and now she spread out a thin piece of dough, placing mung bean sprouts, bamboo shoots, tofu, shredded egg, and shrimp on it.

Because there was no time to make stewed meat, there was no gravy, so she had to use some salad dressing instead. Soon, a pancake was ready.

She placed the pancake on a plate, then poured a warmed cup of milk and set it in front of Chu Mingcheng: “There you go, try it and see how it tastes.”

All the ingredients were blanched, adding a bit of salad dressing, one could tell what it tasted like at a glance.

Chu Mingcheng confidently picked up the pancake and took a bite. Surprisingly, it was quite similar to the traditional Beijing duck roll, only the dough was thinner.

“Tastes really good, it’s more reassuring to eat what you’ve made yourself.”

“That’s great~” Jiang Luoluo was very happy to receive his approval. Knowing Chu Mingcheng’s appetite, she made three more servings before sitting down to have breakfast.

After breakfast, they each busied themselves with their own tasks.

Today was a moderate tide, the weather was cloudy, a good time for fishing.

Chu Mingcheng drove to continue fishing at yesterday’s spot, but on the empty road, he noticed an unusual combination.

A black sedan was towing a boat that looked very upscale, a type of boat he had never seen before that could actually be towed on the road?

But the next moment, the car in front slowly decelerated and stopped by the roadside.

Chu Mingcheng, wanting to observe the boat, slowed his speed as well, then spotted the elderly man in the driver’s seat and saw him waving.

He parked his car at the side, then walked over: “Grandpa, what a coincidence. Are you planning to go fishing with the boat?”

“Yes, today I’m going to fish for Crucian carp. Are you coming?”

“Crucian carp?”

Chu Mingcheng was surprised. Wild Crucian carp was widespread; apart from the Sichuan-Tibet Plateau, other cleaner waters in China might have it.

Although the surroundings of Wen City were heavily polluted, there were still some places where one could catch Crucian carp.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know the exact spots and thus had never fished for them.

The price of Crucian carp was not cheap, so he was certainly interested since Grandpa had invited him.

“Grandpa, are you taking me to fish for Crucian carp?”

“Yes, I know a good spot. Are you coming?”

“Definitely!”

Thus, Chu Mingcheng followed behind Grandpa’s car to a beautiful and serene lake.

“Hold the rope later and make sure the boat doesn’t drift away.”

“You got it!”

Grandpa began to reverse, slowly putting the boat into the water. Once it was set, he started his vehicle again and parked the trailer aside.

Chu Mingcheng kept holding the boat rope, but in reality, once the boat was lowered into the water, it barely moved and wouldn’t have drifted away even without holding it.

When Grandpa came over, he asked, “Grandpa, what kind of boat is this? It looks so stylish?”

“It’s a lure boat, convenient for fishing in reservoirs or big rivers.”

So it was called a lure boat; Chu Mingcheng noted it down, planning to check the prices when he got home. If it wasn’t expensive, he’d get one too.

After all, there were still some valuable and prestigious fish in freshwater, and one couldn’t catch the big ones just by fishing from the shore.

Seeing that Chu Mingcheng had brought various fishing gear, Grandpa then said, “Just bring the lure rod and tackle box up, set the line at 5+3, I’ll give you the bait.”

“You got it!”