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Chapter 135 Yellowfin Tuna

After the fishing line had been pulled out for about thirty meters, Zhou Miao felt the fish at the bottom of the water begin to slow down and rest.

He immediately lifted the fishing rod upwards with force, and then quickly turned the reel to reel in the line.

Repeating this process, in just a short while, he had retrieved about twenty meters of fishing line.

By this time, the fish had rested enough and continued to dart around.

But compared to before, it was much weaker. Zhou Miao didn't let out any more line, but instead relentlessly lifted the fishing rod repeatedly, pulling the fish little by little to the surface.

Luo Qianqian was drawn to the commotion on his side and kept staring at his profile. Before she knew it, she was so engrossed that she didn't even notice the electric winch on her side moving.

Even the most oblivious person would feel it being stared at like that, and Zhou Miao was no exception.

"I know I'm handsome, but you don't need to stare like that. Look at the fishing rod, it's been moving for ages."

"Who's staring at you? I was just spacing out!" Luo Qianqian blushed and lightly retorted, then quickly pressed the button to rewind.

It's highly likely that the fish at the bottom of the water took the bait too deep and hasn't gotten off yet after all this time.

Soon, a bright red big-eyed chicken appeared on the water. It looked quite large, too big to fit on a plate, and probably weighed four or five pounds.

"Hey, what kind of fish is this? It looks expensive." Luo Qianqian used a net to scoop the fish up and asked curiously.

Zhou Miao explained to her, "It's a ruby ​​fish, one of the more common deep-sea fish. It should cost around a hundred yuan per kilogram! Yours is a pretty good size. I heard that the big ones can grow to dozens of kilograms."

"I don't need the ones that weigh tens of kilograms, just a few of these that weigh four or five kilograms each, so I can break even quickly."

Upon hearing that it cost around a hundred yuan per kilogram, Luo Qianqian's attention was instantly drawn to Xiao Qianqian, and the embarrassment of being caught staring at him earlier vanished in an instant.

Zhou Miao couldn't help but find her greedy appearance amusing.

But Luo Qianqian is just that kind of person. When we first met her, she seemed like a complete money-grubber.

At the same time, the fish in his hand was completely exhausted, so he sped up the reeling speed.

After fishing for about twenty minutes, Zhou Miao finally managed to pull the big guy to the surface.

"Wow, that's amazing! It's a yellowfin tuna!" Yu Muzhou's eyes widened in envy.

Luo Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, this is a tuna! It looks huge!"

Zhou Miao shook his head: "This isn't big. It looks like it weighs at most twenty or thirty pounds. You'd call it big if it weighs over a hundred pounds."

"That's not bad either, I haven't caught one yet!" Yu Muzhou saw that he had caught a tuna, so he immediately changed his fishing rod and wanted to catch one as well.

This is the kind of fish he likes to catch; they're energetic, and while they're hard to catch, they're very exciting.

The commotion caused by Zhou Miao had already attracted the attention of the boatmen, so one of them stayed behind to catch the fish as soon as it came out of the water.

The fish was a bit heavy, and the boatman couldn't lift it by himself. It was only with Zhou Miao's help that the fish was finally brought onto the deck.

"It must weigh at least thirty pounds, otherwise it wouldn't be that heavy." The boatman was experienced and could roughly guess the weight of the fish just by lifting it.

"That's not small either; yellowfin tuna aren't cheap these days."

Zhou Miao did the math: the current market price for yellowfin tuna has reached 70 yuan per jin (500g), which is 20 to 30 yuan more than a few years ago.

Thirty-odd catties of fish would fetch at least two thousand yuan, but it would be very difficult for him to sell these fish retail, so he would most likely sell them to Pang Hao for a maximum of sixty-one catties.

That's not bad. A fish costs around two thousand, and he only spent about twenty minutes on it.

Zhou Miao didn't need to handle the tuna himself; the boatman helped by putting cable ties on it, and then carried the fish to the aft deck of the boat to bleed it.

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There's a special spot over there for bleeding the fish. They cut the blood vessels, then tie the fish's tail to a frame, and submerge its head in the water.

Once all the blood has drained, it is then placed in a cold storage and frozen.

After catching a fish, Zhou Miao drank some water and rested for a while. Once his arm muscles were no longer sore, he continued to use the jig.

The metal plate bait bobbing in the water attracted the attention of several large fish.

They originally preyed on various small deep-sea fish at the bottom of the water, and when they found the metal bait, they mistook it for a small fish and swallowed it whole.

"Whoosh~"

"Crunch, crunch~"

The moment Zhou Miao hooked the fish, the fishing rod was subjected to unprecedented pressure.

The fishing line seemed about to break free; it was not only forcibly pulled out of the reel, but it also kept trembling, shaking all the water droplets on it into mist.

Zhou Miao was caught off guard. The previous one weighed only 30-odd pounds, but this one put more than double the pressure on him.

He clung tightly to the fishing rod, his arm veins bulging, almost thinking he had caught a giant like the marlin he had caught before.

However, the fishing line did not break and the fishing rod could withstand the pressure, indicating that the fish was most likely not over 100 pounds. Nevertheless, Zhou Miao still could not let his guard down.

Now, on this large ship, Zhou Miao can only exhaust the fish by letting out lines, which makes the task much more difficult.

"Damn, here comes the second one? And an even bigger one at that!"

Yu Muzhou keenly noticed the difference between this one and the previous one. Looking at his fishing rod, which remained motionless, he was so angry that he almost smashed it on the ground.

Look at others, they've caught two fish in a row! And look at myself, even starting over won't solve my problem of not being able to catch any fish.

Luo Qianqian looked curiously at the water, but she couldn't see anything at the moment.

Having been caught staring at someone earlier, she learned her lesson and focused only on Zhou Miao's fishing, no longer staring at him.

After a short while, Zhou Miao gradually got used to the force of the fish's impact.

He was no pushover either; after all, he was a man who had caught two 300-pound giants and had personally killed a 200-pound seven-banded grouper with a harpoon.

How could a fish weighing less than 100 pounds possibly escape his grasp?

Zhou Miao calmly stared at the fishing line, letting the fish continue to swim.

The high-raised fishing rod, combined with the drag from the reel, caused the fish at the bottom of the water to quickly exhaust themselves.

As the fishing line slowed down and the tension decreased slightly, Zhou Miao slowly took a step back, then lowered his center of gravity by adopting a horse stance, and suddenly pulled the fishing rod upward with force.

As he struggled to lift the fishing rod, he quickly turned the handle and reeled in the line a few times.

In deep water, the fish dragging the fishing line is a yellowfin tuna.

Its body was over a meter long. The force pulled it so hard that its head was lifted uncontrollably. Unable to bear the pain, it instinctively swam several meters upwards.

But the next moment, it frantically swam underwater and shook its head to wash its gills, trying to spit out the foreign object in its mouth.

The swaying of the fishing line immediately alerted Zhou Miao to the fish's movement. He had originally planned to let out more line because of the fish's strength, but now he could only lower the fishing rod and continue to pull upwards with force.

The pulling motion caused the fishing rod to instantly become an inverted U-shape.

In other words, if the rod is of good quality, it might have already broken by now; if it's slightly inferior, it might have already broken.

However, this actually caused the already tight hook to pierce even deeper.

Once Zhou Miao confirmed that the fish had stopped washing its gills, he stopped lifting the rod.

Because the fish was still frantically charging away, he needed to wait until the fish's second burst of power weakened before reeling it in.

Within minutes, the fish's strength weakened significantly, and its speed slowed down.

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