As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 The Old Turtle

Currently, farmed turtles are priced at around 30 yuan per 500 grams, and even at their most expensive, they’re only 50 yuan; these are old turtles raised in paddy fields.

But the price of wild ones is at least five to six times higher, a two-kilogram turtle can be sold for about 200 yuan, and the price for one weighing more than three kilograms starts at 350 yuan and goes up, the larger, the more expensive.

As for the specific price, it all comes down to whether someone is willing to buy.

The prices are indeed high, but in Le City, it’s just like that, the prices for wild treasures are always a bit inflated, significantly more expensive than other places.

The main reason is that they are almost nonexistent on the market, and there are many gourmands in Wen City who are willing to spend that money.

Chu Mingcheng didn’t plan on selling them in the market; instead, he first sent a message in a group chat to ask if any of the three wealthy members were interested.

Ah, wild turtles, in Wen City, a place relatively lacking in natural resources, are always in high demand.

There were five turtles in total; Chu Mingcheng kept one for himself, and the remaining four were eagerly claimed by three people, with a meeting arranged for five o’clock in the afternoon at the Yanmen Island wharf.

The one he kept was naturally for taking home; calling it pampering his parents would show high EQ, calling it craving would show low EQ.

They each also took a black fish; although wild black fish are good too, they weren’t as attractive to them.

After having a quick lunch outside, Chu Mingcheng went back to work at the abandoned pond, catching Fushouluo.

He casually called home to let his parents know he’d be home for dinner and told them not to bother buying groceries since he had some.

By three in the afternoon, he had nearly cleared out all the visible Fushouluo and eggs from the abandoned pond, throwing them all into a fire to burn them to death.

[Invasive Species: Fushouluo (Eggs)]

[Ecological Destruction Index: 3 stars]

[Eliminate Fushouluo (Eggs): 267 (one clump of Fushouluo eggs counts as one Fushouluo)]

[Tracking: 1/Day (After use, it can automatically help the host find an area with Fushouluo)]

[Life Conversion: 2 times (67/100) For every hundred Fushouluo eliminated, one conversion can be made]

Life conversion was now available twice, and after catching two big fish yesterday, Chu Mingcheng understood the importance of this function.

Therefore, he was planning to save it up for use at a critical time.

Especially when fishing for large fish, a life conversion when running out of strength could bring in a Great White Shark as long as it didn’t unhook.

With over an hour before the agreed time, Chu Mingcheng took out some pig liver and threw in the remaining two kilograms to bait, continuing to fish for a while.

You never know, he might catch another turtle; the three connoisseurs in the group had said they would take as many wild turtles as he could provide.

However, his luck seemed off that afternoon; he caught several black fish in a row but no turtles.

Checking the time, it was already half-past four; Chu Mingcheng needed to be at the wharf by five, so he reluctantly decided to pack up and leave.

The moment he lifted the fishing rod, it sank heavily, far more than usual.

“Snagged?” Chu Mingcheng sighed in frustration, wondering how his last cast ended up snagging the bottom.

But the next moment, the tip of the fishing rod started shaking as if something was pulling on it.

Chu Mingcheng’s eyes brightened; he recognized the sensation, as catching a turtle in the morning had felt exactly like this, only not as heavy.

Could it be that there was a huge turtle at the end of the line?

He thought he might have hooked an old turtle!

Finding an old turtle in this abandoned pond didn’t surprise him, considering the number of turtles he had already caught.

If it weren’t for the concern of damaging the ecosystem by draining the pond, he would definitely bring in a few water pumps tomorrow to start draining.

Chu Mingcheng pulled hard on the rod, and a massive turtle broke the surface, hanging in the air spread-eagle, looking somewhat comical.

But his expression was serious, and he carefully adjusted the direction of the fishing rod, moving the position of the old turtle also trying his best to keep the rod steady.

The turtle didn’t struggle as violently as the black fish; it could only flail its short limbs, with its head stretched straight out because of the weight of its body.

When a small turtle was caught, its head could still retract and extend, and if a video was posted online, it would have to be pixelated.

This big old turtle was powerless; the weight of its body was too much for its neck to bear.

Upon successfully getting the old turtle to shore, Chu Mingcheng’s face lit up, and he immediately ran over to grab it as it tried to flip over and escape.

Picking it up felt quite heavy, at least above ten pounds—he was going to make a profit today!

Just to be safe, he checked the data panel. The experience value for the Chinese Turtle section had reached six,

His fish box was nearly full, with more than a dozen black fish and five turtles.

There was no room for the old turtle, so in the end, he had to put the fish box on the back seat and the old turtle in the trunk; washing the car after selling it wouldn’t be a big deal.

However, before going back, he took a photo of the old turtle, using the trunk of his car for scale; the size of the old turtle was instantly highlighted. @@novelbin@@

He carefully saved the photo—it was a trophy, capital for showing off to his fishing buddies in the future.

He first stopped by his home in town, selecting a black fish and a turtle each about three pounds, and carried them into his house.

“Mom, look what I’ve brought you!”

An Xiuwen was a housewife who usually stayed at home. Mr. Chu hadn’t retired yet and hadn’t come back from work at that time.

She was watching TV when she heard her son’s voice and hurried out to see him. Surprised to see the black fish and turtle, she exclaimed, “Did you catch these yourself?”

“Yes, I did. We’ll make sour cabbage fish when Dad comes home; he can cook the turtle. I have a lot more in the car to sell, I’ll be back later.”

“Wait, Ah Cheng, these wild turtles are too expensive. You sell them; just keep the black fish for sour cabbage fish tonight.”

“I have several more turtles in the car, let’s just keep this one for ourselves! Mom, turtles are good for nourishing yin and tonifying the kidneys. The borders have a rich collagen that’s great for beauty. I specifically got it for you; wouldn’t you feel bad selling it?”

“Alright, alright, just hurry up and sell the fish, then come back for dinner!”

An Xiuwen was very pleased with her son’s filial piety and, after instructing him, took the black fish and turtle from him.

After leaving home, Chu Mingcheng headed straight for the Yanmen Island pier, sending a message to them on the way, telling them to wait for him on the road above.

Black fish don’t sell well at the pier, so he decided not to go down.

When his car reached the road above the pier, the three buyers from the group were already waiting by the roadside.

As he got out of the car, they immediately gathered around.

One man and two women—the man was Chen Qing. The women, one plump, one slim; the plump one was Zhao Xia, and the slim one was Wang Hong.

Greeting them, Chu Mingcheng lifted the fish box out and also opened the trunk of the car.

They had thought there were just four wild turtles, but to their surprise, there was also an old turtle, which left them all very excited.

Chen Qing: “Little brother, you’re amazing, snagging such a big old turtle!”

Chu Mingcheng: “Just lucky, just lucky. I was about to come here when I lifted the fishing rod and found this old turtle hooked.”

Zhao Xia wasn’t concerned about how the old turtle was caught; she wanted it at all costs and immediately said, “Let me have this old turtle, I’ll remember this favor.”

The three knew each other and all had businesses. With Zhao Xia saying so, the others instantly understood the reason—she wanted to use the old turtle for a business deal!

It’s normal to have a meal when discussing business, but presenting such a rare and exceptional item showed sincerity and naturally greatly increased the chances of closing a deal.

Therefore, Chen Qing and Wang Hong didn’t compete with Zhao Xia for the old turtle, instead they divided the four turtles among themselves.