My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 222 Enjoyable Fishing for Big Yellow Croaker

This isn't a joke, it's a recommendation for the treasure book "My Fishing Raft Will Ask for Help":

The bait sank to the bottom, and within seconds Zhou Miao noticed a fish taking the bite. He immediately focused his attention and waited for it to bite.

As he waited, he noticed that the fishing rod, which had been moving before, had stopped moving again, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When I reeled in the fishing line, I saw that most of the sandworms on it had been eaten, exposing the hook.

"Holy crap, what kind of fish is this? Is it some kind of spirit?" Zhou Miao was a little annoyed. He had always had a smooth fishing trip, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

In the past, the fish I caught would all be swallowed whole; there was never such a small thud.

Hearing this, Lu Xingyu, who had already cast his line, teased, "Since you're already planning to reel it in, it's not unreasonable for it to have a bite first, is it?"

"That makes sense!" Zhou Miao nodded and changed the bait.

After all, death row inmates get a last meal before their execution, so it makes no sense that these fish have to be hungry.

However, the second cast was much better; after the bait was in the water, there was movement within seconds.

Noticing that the fish had swallowed the bait, Zhou Miao immediately raised the rod to hook the fish, and sure enough, he heard struggling sounds coming from the bottom of the water.

He didn't use much force, and quickly reeled in the line, soon pulling up a large, golden yellow croaker.

"Coo coo coo~" The big yellow croaker made a sound that even a croaker could make after it was caught.

"There really are large yellow croakers!" Lu Xingyu exclaimed in surprise.

"Where? Where?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Hao quickly turned around and looked over. When he saw the golden yellow croaker Zhou Miao was carrying, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Not bad, this big yellow croaker is quite large, it looks to be about a pound."

"Yes, it's wild. I wonder what its price is now."

Zhou Miao chuckled as he unhooked the fish, then examined its scales and long tail. Finally, he flipped up its pectoral fins, which indeed covered the fish's eyes.

"Even if it's cheap, a pound of fish will still cost a thousand yuan!" Luo Hao, who knew a bit about fish prices, said.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingyu gasped, "Holy crap, that's expensive?"

Luo Hao smiled and nodded: "It's extremely rare for large yellow croakers to grow to over a pound these days, so the expensive ones are all over a pound. For every extra pound, the price also increases exponentially."

Lu Xingyu's face showed even more shock: "Damn, no wonder they reported that 4,000-jin croaker catch directly back then. Those experts were all green with envy, urging fishermen to stop catching croakers."

Luo Hao chuckled dismissively, "Heh, experts? If they could catch several thousand kilograms in one go, they'd be happy to wipe out the large yellow croaker in one go."

Listening to their conversation, Zhou Miao changed to a new sandworm and continued casting. Half a minute later, he caught another one.

However, he wasn't the only one who caught something this time; Lu Xingyu's fishing rod also started moving.

The two men caught the fish almost at the same time, and the fish were about the same size.

This time the fish was a bit smaller, about seven or eight ounces.

"Ah Hao, how much can I sell these seven or eight ounces for?" Lu Xingyu asked impatiently, carrying the fish.

"Around 300 yuan per kilogram, the difference is quite significant."

"Damn, this isn't just big, it's worlds apart!"

I used to think that fish costing around 300 yuan per kilogram was ridiculously expensive, but after learning that Zhou Miao's first large yellow croaker cost 1,000 yuan per kilogram, I realized that my own fish was ridiculously cheap.

"If you don't like them, you can give them to me. I don't even have one!"

"Get lost~"

Luo Hao, who hadn't caught a single fish, finally had a catch five or six minutes later.

But by this time, Zhou Miao had already caught seven fish, and even Lu Xingyu had caught three, so he couldn't be happy at all. This is the power of comparison.

Fortunately, the big yellow croaker I caught looked quite good. If it had looked bad, I would have been lucky to get even fifty yuan a pound, let alone several hundred.

As the krill in the bait traps continued to emit their aroma, more and more fish gathered at the bottom of the boat.

Luo Hao and Lu Xingyu also increased their speed in catching fish, while Zhou Miao remained unchanged.

Occasionally, they would catch large yellow croakers of similar quality to those from nearshore farmed fish, but they didn't bother to select them; they would just toss the fish into a box as soon as they were brought up.

Take advantage of the good fishing and catch as many fish as possible; you can take your time to catch more later.

Unfortunately, this spectacular scene didn't last long. By 11 p.m., the fish were biting much less.

Even for Zhou Miao, it takes an average of two or three minutes or even longer to catch a large yellow croaker, and none of them weigh more than a pound.

Catching a fish weighing more than a pound still depends on luck.

Sitting on the small stool was uncomfortable, and since the fish weren't biting well, Zhou Miao got up to stretch his body and check on his catch.

The 60-liter fish tank next to it was already more than half full; after removing the ice, it probably weighed about 40 kilograms.

The amount of harvest in an hour and a half is quite outrageous.

Even if the fish aren't biting well in the latter half of the night, if you fish all night, you should be able to catch another forty pounds.

An 80-pound yellow croaker, even if sold at 300 yuan per pound, could fetch 24,000 yuan.

But in reality, Zhou Miao caught quite a few large yellow croakers weighing over a pound each, so he would have earned even more in the end.

Then he went to check on Lu Xingyu. It was alright; there should be about ten kilograms left. If he sold it, he could make several thousand yuan, which was almost as much as his monthly salary.

As for Luo Hao, he caught a little less, barely managing to catch about ten pounds.

"What are you looking at? I admit I didn't catch many fish." Before Zhou Miao could tease him, Luo Hao directly admitted that he had bad luck.

"...Who said that to you? Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you some midnight snack?" No matter how much dinner you eat, as soon as it gets to 11 or 12 o'clock at night, your stomach will definitely get hungry again.

Zhou Miao didn't feel it while fishing, but now that he's moving around, the feeling of hunger is immediately on his mind.

"Hey, to be honest, I'm a little hungry too!" Lu Xingyu said quickly upon hearing this. "Whoever makes a midnight snack, make me some later too."

"..." Luo Hao looked up and found the two of them staring at him. He immediately laughed in exasperation, "So, I, who caught the fewest fish, have to make midnight snacks for you two?"

"What are you talking about? You've just been unlucky with your catches. I'll give you my spot later."

"But for a late-night snack, I'll still need you to make one, since you're such a good cook!"

The difference in cooking skills is indeed obvious. Even when it's just a simple dish like boiling noodles, using the same ingredients, Luo Hao's noodles taste much better than the other two's.

Zhou Miao used to think he was pretty good at cooking, but after eating so much delicious food in Nanzhen, he suddenly realized that his cooking skills were terrible, so he quickly sealed away this skill.

"Alright, what do you want to eat tonight?" Faced with two adults who were eagerly waiting to be fed, Luo Hao had no choice but to compromise.

"Let's have hot pot! I bought a lot of ingredients, and all the seasonings are ready." Zhou Miao immediately moved a styrofoam box to the most spacious spot in the middle of the deck.

Lu Xingyu quickly brought over the stove and pot.

With everything prepared, Luo Hao casually took a small stool and sat down to begin preparing the soup base.

It's called hot pot, but it feels more like eating mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot).

Zhou Miao, who often eats noodles after going out to sea, is treating himself to different dishes.