As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up-Chapter 32 - Three Days and Three Nights of Poor Sleep

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Three Days and Three Nights of Poor Sleep

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After chatting for a while, Yao Xin said she’d call him next time they went out to sea, and then she went back to her spot to tie the line and hook, starting her prep work.

Chu Mingcheng continued fishing with bait on his hook, and casually ordered some takeout and two fruit teas.

This pretty female angler probably had quite a network. If they got on well, maybe she’d really invite him when she went fishing at sea—who would pass up a free ride?

Another half an hour passed, and during this time Chu Mingcheng didn’t catch any big fish—only a carp weighing around three or four pounds and a Qiao Zui of five or six pounds took the bait.

Yao Xin had been baiting her area for about an hour now, and she also started fishing.

The takeout had just arrived, and Chu Mingcheng decided to take a break to eat dinner and brought over the fruit tea: “Sister Yao, I got you a Clear Qi lemon.”

“Thanks, Ah Cheng, haven’t you had your dinner yet?” Yao Xin took a sip of the fruit tea and said with a smile.

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She was three years older than Chu Mingcheng, and their calls had naturally grown closer as they became familiar.

“Just bought the rod, so I ran here to try it out straight away!”

“Haha, that makes sense. I wouldn’t be able to wait either.”

As they were speaking, Yao Xin also got a bite.

“Whoa, got a fish, got a fish.”

Yao Xin immediately lifted the rod but found it feather-light, and a small fish promptly leapt out of the water.

Seeing how small the fish was, she couldn’t help but laugh: “Hahaha, this fish is so tiny.”

As she said this, she brought the fish close to the shore, but before she could reach out to catch it, the fish wriggled a few times on the surface of the water and then suddenly vanished.

“Oh my god, it’s gone…” Yao Xin naturally noticed something was wrong, but before she could react, the fish had already slipped the hook and escaped, which annoyed her greatly.

“It’s gone! The Redtail!”

“It’s over, it’s over, my starting fish escaped, and suddenly, I have an ominous foreboding.”

Chu Mingcheng, watching from the side, was speechless and tried to console her: “No, no, that can’t be. The next one will be better.”

“Ha, I’ll take your word for it.”

Yao Xin chuckled heartily and carried on with her bait.

This time, it wasn’t even two minutes after she threw in the bait that the float sank again.

Yao Xin was delighted, beaming broadly: “Haha, lucky me, getting bites back-to-back!”

Chu Mingcheng took a sip of his fruit tea to moisten his throat and smiled, “See? No worries about the one that got away—there are millions more fish out there!”

“Absolutely!” Yao Xin was feeling a bit proud of herself for catching a fish this time, though it wasn’t a big one—a Qiao Zui about forty to fifty centimeters long.

She chuckled and held onto the line with the dangling Qiao Zui swinging to and fro.

“Ooh hoo hoo hoo, hee hee hee hee…”

Just as Yao Xin was about to grab the line to catch the fish, the Qiao Zui suddenly struggled violently, scaring her into yelling, “Oh no, it’s gone!”

Sure enough, the Qiao Zui spat out the hook within a moment and “plop”—it fell back into the water.

“Pfft—” Chu Mingcheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of fruit tea, finding Yao Xin’s luck today to be jinxed!

“This…” The two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

After a little while, Yao Xin collected herself, rebaited the hook, cast it back into the water, and then took out her net, declaring determinedly, “Even if it’s just a two-pound fish, I’ll scoop it up. I refuse to believe the fish can still leap out.”

Chu Mingcheng opened his mouth to say something but didn’t get the chance to speak.

Now that the flag was set, wouldn’t it be really embarrassing if the fish didn’t jump?

As expected, she caught a carp about three pounds on the third cast, and just as she carefully scooped it up with the net, before the net was completely lifted, the carp jumped and got away again.

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At this moment, Chu Mingcheng even began to wonder if his presence was somehow affecting the feng shui and causing all the bad luck; it was just too bizarre.

“Sister Yao, I’ll go back to continue fishing now. Take your time and don’t rush, you’ll definitely catch something,” he said.

Not waiting for Yao Xin to reply, he slipped away like a streak of smoke.

Returning to his fishing spot, Chu Mingcheng switched to a luminous float as it was getting dark, estimating that it would be completely dark in another half hour.

The spot he’d baited was still attracting fish, and within minutes of casting his line, he hooked another big one. It was too dark to see what it was, but it fought just as hard as the black carp earlier.

Chu Mingcheng heaved and puffed for another twenty or so minutes before finally dragging the fish to the shore, where he realized it was a Lianyong, also known as a bighead carp.

The fish’s body wasn’t tasty, being bony, but its head could be made into a spicy fish head dish.

In the meantime, he kept hearing Yao Xin’s frustrated shouts. He always felt this woman was jinxed, having never heard of someone constantly losing their catch from the hook like her.

Just as he was about to use the landing net, a fragrant breeze drifted by, and the net was taken by someone else—it was Yao Xin.

“Sister Yao, what are you doing here?”

“I’ve stopped fishing. I’m really down on my luck today, hooked six times and lost them all,” Yao Xin said, clearly vexed.

Who wouldn’t be frustrated? Six losses in a row would be enough to give someone sleepless nights for days.

“This…” Chu Mingcheng chuckled awkwardly, “well, I’ve been pretty lucky today. How about this—I’ll give you whichever one you want.”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“Then give me the black carp and this Lianyong,” she said.

“No problem, just take them,” he readily agreed without hesitation.

He wasn’t coveting Yao Xin’s figure, it was just that these fish were too cheap. Forty pounds for two fish would probably fetch about four to five hundred yuan.

A few hundred yuan wasn’t a big deal to him now, especially since the fish he caught weren’t purchased but fished by himself, so he cared even less.

Yao Xin felt slightly better upon hearing how readily Chu Mingcheng agreed.

“Hey, I’m just teasing you. I really do need these two fish, but I’ll pay for them,” she said.

“Sister Yao, it’s just two fish! There’s no need!”

“I have a customer who wants them. I came to fish today for him, so it’s not my money. Just take it!” With that, Yao Xin transferred eight hundred yuan to him right after the Lianyong was netted.

“Sister Yao, you’ve transferred too much.” The black carp went for about ten yuan a pound at market price, Lianyong was a bit more expensive, maybe fifteen to twenty yuan, but eight hundred was definitely excessive.

“Enough already, my friend paid eight hundred, and it’s not out of my pocket. Just take it,” she insisted.

“Well… then thank you!”

“No need for thanks. Ah Cheng, help me carry the fish to my car. I’ll go ahead and deliver the fish, so I won’t be staying to fish with you,” she said.

“Okay.” Chu Mingcheng quickly took hold of the two fish and placed them in Yao Xin’s fish box, then carried the box to the trunk of her car.

“Thanks, Ah Cheng. Next time I’ll take you out to fish at Far Sea; remember to get one or two sea fishing rods,” she offered.

“Sure, I’ll wait for your message.”

Chu Mingcheng had been waiting for just that invitation. If before it was mere politeness, now there was a touch of sincerity to it.

He was so eager to build goodwill, not because he wanted a free ride on the boat, but rather to learn about finding fishing spots and sea fishing knowledge!

Finding the right fishing spots is crucial for sea fishing. Many Fishing Men have their secret spots, all found through experience.

The reason why Chu Mingcheng was planning to charter a boat for sea fishing, instead of buying his own tens-of-thousands-of-yuan small boat, was because as a novice, he was afraid of not finding the right spots and coming home empty-handed day after day.