As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 114: Chapter 112: Peach Blossoms over the Flowing Waters, the Crucian Carp are Plump [Bonus chapter for 10,000 rewards, part 2]

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The Lu Ya boat hit the water, and people must wear a life jacket. Chu Mingcheng took the life jacket that the elder passed to him, put it on, and then sat in the middle seat of the boat.

There was a driver’s seat on the Lu Ya boat and two passenger seats behind it.

The elder sat in the driver’s seat to steer the boat, which looked like driving a car.

“Grandpa, do you need a driving license to operate this kind of Lu Ya boat?”

“Of course, you need a license, and the boat’s documents also need to be complete.”

“Grandpa, how much did you spend on this Lu Ya boat, is it expensive?”

“It’s okay, just over a hundred.”

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Chu Mingcheng was floored. A boat that looked high-tech, which in reality was only about five meters four, cost over a hundred? It was more expensive than his fishing boat, revealing his limited experience.

The Lu Ya boat raced across the water, and soon they arrived at a spot facing a small island with an outlet of a stream.

The elder pointed to the mouth of the stream and said, “Where the peach blossoms flow, the crucian carp are fat. If you want to catch crucian carp in the future, look for places like this one.”

This was fishing experience, and Chu Mingcheng nodded, committing it firmly to memory.

Then the elder found a white soft lure and a lead head hook in the tackle box. He readied the hook and lure and handed them to him, “Tie this to the leader, and you can start fishing.”

Chu Mingcheng took the hook and lure to look at them, and then tied them to the leader.

However, he didn’t rush to fish but chose instead to watch how the elder fished.

The elder prepared the line system unhurriedly, tied the same lure and bait, then took the Lu Ya rod and gently tossed it toward the stream’s mouth, the lure landing on the water surface.

Reeling in the line, he made the lure jump along the bottom.

The crucian carp, having a habit of hiding in rock crevices, particularly prefer flourishing aquatic plants in clean waters.

Now was the morning when fish were more active. The quivering lure was practically begging, “Bite me, won’t you?”

Who could resist?

The temper of the crucian carp wasn’t much different from that of the black fish, as it darted over and swallowed the swaggering little white bait.

But as it viciously swallowed the bait, it realized the fish might not be food, and the sting of the hook told it, it had been fooled.

When the elder saw the fish bite, he lifted the rod sharply with his right hand, and the fishing line tautened immediately.

Not until the hook embedded deeply into the fish’s mouth did he begin reeling in with his left hand.

The crucian carp was easily pulled up to the surface and then struggled all the way to the side of the Lu Ya boat.

Chu Mingcheng hurried over with the fish gripper to lift the fish, and upon checking its weight, found it to be a whopping one and a half pounds.

A crucian carp weighing over a pound wasn’t small by any means; no wonder the elder said he’d take him to catch “big” crucian carp.

“This crucian carp is tasty, with plenty of flesh and few bones. You can sell it for one hundred and twenty per pound in the market. Even the small ones can fetch sixty or seventy.”

“Go on and fish now. The fish bite well in the morning.”

By now Chu Mingcheng understood; perhaps it was because he mentioned selling fish last night that the elder, upon a fortunate encounter, decided to bring him along today.

Compared to shore fishing, it clearly paid off more to fish for big crucian carp here.

The elder fished on the left side of the boat, so Chu Mingcheng cast his rod on the right, with just over ten meters distance from the mouth of the stream.

He first filled the fish box with one-third water, and then began casting his rod for fish.

His first cast landed directly below the mouth of the stream. After the lure sank, he reeled in the line, pausing now and then, until something heavy tugged at his hand—the tip of the fishing rod bending sharply.

Originally, watching the elder’s ease, he thought the fish wouldn’t fight much.

Yet at this first bite, it almost felt like he was wrestling a black fish.

But he had wrestled fish weighing several hundred pounds before, so this scale of challenge was nothing to him.

Lifting the rod and reeling in, it took just a few moments to bring the fish to the surface. Continuing to reel the fish in, it was effortlessly pulled to the side of the boat. The fish’s fight had locked up early, so he let go of the rod with his right hand and used the fish gripper to lift the fish aboard.

One pound and eight taels—it was almost two pounds.

He had seen others catch crucian carp that were just a few taels. He hadn’t expected the ones from this treasured spot to be so large.

Moreover, these crucian carp were expensive and belonged to the category of high-quality aquatic products. Today was shaping up to be a lucrative day.

He placed the fish in the tackle box, turned on the oxygen pump, and continued fishing for the next one.

Just then, there was a splash on the water—Grandpa had caught his second one, and the speed was truly impressive.

With the fish biting so well, Chu Mingcheng didn’t want to waste any time and promptly cast his lure again.

In fact, on many fishing trips, the actual time you spend catching fish is very limited.

So when the fish are biting, not a single second should be wasted.

After two empty casts, the third one brought more action.

The aggressive biting made it hard to guess the size of the fish.

Only when he brought it up did he discover it was another one weighing over a pound. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as big as the previous one, weighing in at only one pound and two taels.

Until half-past ten in the morning, Chu Mingcheng had caught a total of thirteen crucian carp, the smallest weighing one pound one, and the largest exactly two pounds.

In a bit more than three hours in the early morning, according to the initial rate, there should have been more.

But in reality, he and the elder together caught twenty-three, with over a dozen snagged in the first hour.

They probably fished out all the nearby crucian carp, and it took a long half-day before they got another bite.

It seemed it would take some time before this spot would be replenished with crucian carp.

Chu Mingcheng was about to ask the elder to take him back to the shore, but when he took out his phone, he found Jiang Luoluo had already sent him a message saying she had plans with Zhang Ruomei at noon and wouldn’t be home for lunch.

Well, since that was the case, he might as well continue to fish. Going hungry for one meal was no big deal for a Fishing Man.

However, the elder also received a phone call, and after finishing the call, he packed up his rod and said, “Let’s go, I have something to do this afternoon and need to get back. Give me your phone number, and I’ll call you next time there’s a fishing trip.”

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