Chapter 88: Dragon King Opens the Granary and Releases Fish

He turned around and saw the two behind him looking puzzled.

A complete newbie who doesn't even know how to cast a line has caught so many fish, even an Eastern Star Grouper.

What's with the world, what's with the heavens.

It's like that thing, a high-end stock trader who studies K-line charts, MACD, and P/E ratios all day, losing even his underwear.

Meanwhile, a novice Little White closed his eyes and charged, directly hitting three limit-up boards.

Poor Uncle Jin Shui is about to come down with pinkeye.

Moreover, why doesn't this make sense, why can a single bait catch so many fish.

Ye Cheng has started to love the feeling of catching fish, it's much more exciting than gathering at sea.

After all, gathering at sea is mostly picking things up, but fishing involves a silent battle with the fish.

Xiao Hu cast another line, refusing to believe he still couldn't catch anything.

Sure enough, what couldn't be done still couldn't be done.

Xiao Hu hadn't even warmed his seat when Ye Cheng felt a tug; the splash wasn't big, but it took considerable effort.

Ye Cheng quickly rose to steady himself, bracing the rod against his waist and abdomen to find a pivot.

The rod bent at a visible speed, forming a long arc.

"This must be a big one, bro, hold steady."

Xiao Hu had lost interest, dropped his rod and walked over, his hands itching to try himself.

"Want to try?" Ye Cheng, already sore from wrestling the fish, saw Xiao Hu like that and did him a favor.

After taking it, Xiao Hu immediately felt a tightness in his hands; this feeling of having a bite was great.

He still had plenty of energy from the night, pulling the fish, walking a few steps left, then a few steps back.

"You're walking the fish like a dog in the sea," Ye Cheng muttered.

"Bro, walking the fish is like walking a dog, both are about tiring out its strength.

"You see... I pull the rod... I stab the fish... I reel in the line."

Besides, after Xiao Hu's ordeal, the big fish finally revealed its back—a bluish-white spine with a standard dorsal fin, about thirty centimeters long, slender body.

"Bro, it looks like a horse friend fish."

"Horse friend fish isn't bad either, over eleven catties." Uncle Jin Shui looked at the sea with teary eyes, envious, wondering if he should go get his rod too.

Horse friend fish, slender and upright, good-looking, but has a flaw: it dies as soon as it lands, decisively, without hesitation.

By the time Ye Cheng held the fish, it had already belched its last; sure enough, you're still you.

Even dead, it's valuable, worth more than a sea bream.

Uncle Jin Shui felt numb, this guy can catch any fish, no, today there's definitely a bite.

He suddenly stood up, startling Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Uncle Jin Shui's eyes lit up, his voice trembling, he pointed at the sea and said, "I get it, today the Dragon King must be opening the granary and releasing fish; I'm going back to get my rod, I'll definitely get a big catch."

Having said that, he didn't wait for their reply, grabbed his bucket half-filled with spicy snails, and rushed out,

"Wait for me, you two brats."

Ye Cheng stared blankly, expressionless, turned to Xiao Hu and said, "The Dragon King opened the granary and released fish, why didn't you catch any?"

Xiao Hu wore a helpless expression, "Bro, don't flex on me like that, how would I know?"

"Wow, you're getting better at using that Versailles."

Xiao Hu didn't respond, lowered his head to bait Ye Cheng's hook, signaling him to cast.

This time Ye Cheng also tried casting, the line flew smoothly into the air, but instead of heading to the sea as imagined, it shot straight at Xiao Hu's neck.

Startled, he jumped off the rocks, thus avoiding a bloody disaster.

"Bro, you should just use your usual method; this high-end technique isn't suitable for you."

Ye Cheng gave an embarrassed laugh, "Damn, why can't I get this to work?"

No choice, he kept using his old-fashioned commoner's cast, the line slowly sinking into the seawater.

Ye Cheng gently tugged, making the bait look a bit more lively.

Less than two minutes later, the float dipped, then returned; someone's dear little treasure was testing the waters.

Ye Cheng flexed his tense grip, firmly held the rod, lifted the line a bit, then let it sink again, imitating a small fish swimming in the sea.

Just keep tempting you, see if you'll bite.

On the third test, Ye Cheng lifted the rod and immediately felt a difference—he'd hooked something.

"Damn, another fish? Bro, is someone down there baiting you?" Xiao Hu slapped his thigh hard, over there it was lively, while his side was dead silent.

Ye Cheng chuckled lightly, focusing entirely on dealing with the fish before him.

This fish isn't very strong, not like a big one.

Ye Cheng slowly reeled in, the fish didn't struggle much, its strength limited.

He was still wondering, but when it nearly surfaced, Ye Cheng realized—it was a squid, actually a big squid, about two catties.

"Xiao Hu, squid, come help me release its ink." Ye Cheng shouted.

The big squid's belly holds a sac of black ink; if we don't let it expel it in the sea, once it gets on our clothes it'll be hard to wash out.

So usually we let it spit it out in the water, letting it pollute the whole sea.

Xiao Hu hopped down to the rocks in a couple of moves, gently scooped the big squid into a net, adjusted its mouth orientation, then pressed on its belly.

"Pfft," a gush of black liquid sprayed into the water, the previously dark belly turning transparent.

"All done, bro," Xiao Hu called, unloaded the squid, and let Ye Cheng reel in the hook.

"Bro, look, that's a big squid, maybe two or three catties."

"Hmm, put it in the rear water tank, then add some water to the tank; if not, go get another tank, feels like tonight we won't have enough space."

"Alright, I really didn't expect fishing to yield so much." Xiao Hu responded with a sound, turned and went back to the village to get the water tank, anyway he couldn't catch any fish on his side.

Ye Cheng glanced at the water tank—there were already several fish—while Xiao Hu's side still hadn't caught anything.

His side should be normal; mine is because of the system.

Also, I don't have enough points to exchange for two fishing rods; otherwise Xiao Hu would surely catch something too.

No way—I have to earn the points for this fishing rod tonight, come what may.

Ye Cheng checked his points—already over 200—and the big catch is different; points rack up quickly.

With no one disturbing him, Ye Cheng lit a cigarette and continued his lewd casting and fishing.

This exclusive bait is different—it attracts fish extremely well.

If there's no action for even a minute, Ye Cheng reels in, recasts, or gives a few tugs; basically within three minutes a fish will come to check things out.