My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 138 "Yellow-lipped Fish" under the setting sun?

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After catching this chub, Zhou Miao stopped using the jig.

It was too tiring and inefficient, so I took out my own electric winch and installed it on the side of the boat.

However, the fishing line also needs to be changed. The electric reel line I used last night was only for small fish, and the main line was a bit thin. I need to replace it with a thicker one.

Zhou Miao considered it for a while and decided to use steel wire for the sub-line.

The mackerel has sharp teeth; he only caught two, and the carbon line was already worn down a lot.

It's troublesome to keep changing the leader, so I might as well use a steel wire to test the waters first. If the fish aren't biting, I can switch back to a carbon line later.

Zhou Miao directly borrowed Yu Muzhou's bait, since Yu Muzhou had bought a whole box of his secret-recipe mackerel bait; he wouldn't need that much even when fishing manually.

"Didn't you say that artificial lures can also get bites? Why are you using my lure now?"

"Brother Zhou, I have to say something to you here. Is jigging with a jig pan the same as semi-automatic fishing with an electric reel? We're all seasoned anglers, who uses an electric reel with lures?"

"You've said everything you wanted to say, haven't you?"

Yu Muzhou chuckled and shook his head, about to say something, when a fish in the water exerted its strength, instantly drawing all his attention away.

Zhou Miao baited the hook and threw it into the water, pressed the line release button, and watched the number on the screen stop at 45 meters, waiting for the fish to bite.

At the same time, he sent a message to Luo Qianqian, telling her that there were schools of fish nearby and urging her to come down and recoup her losses.

She barely caught any fish yesterday, and is still far from breaking even.

As a result, Luo Qianqian simply replied that she wasn't coming.

That's right, she's gotten hooked on watching short dramas again.

Zhou Miao, who was unaware of the specifics, almost questioned his existence. Was this still a money-grubber?

Shaking his head, Zhou Miao ignored her. Anyway, there were still three nights left, and with his help, it shouldn't be difficult to recoup the losses.

Fishing becomes much easier after using an electric reel.

Zhou Miao only needs to stand in front of the fishing rod and press the button. Once the fish is caught, there is no need for a boatman. He can simply hook the fish with a gillnet and pull it up.

As the number of shad piled up around him increased, more and more customers came out to fish. With such good fishing conditions, which angler could resist?

Moreover, this batch of mackerel is quite large, all weighing between 20 and 30 pounds.

That's just how fish are; those that can move together are generally of similar size.

Zhou Miao was still a little dissatisfied. He had only caught a dozen or so fish by the time the sun had set, which was too slow.

There happened to be an empty spot next to him, so he simply picked up the jig bar and continued to pull the jig.

If you catch a fish on the electric reel, just ask the boatman to help you scoop it up; that's their job anyway.

Zhou Miao originally just wanted to catch a few more fish, but after hooking a fish this time, he felt an extremely powerful force coming from the fishing rod.

The fishing rod made a soft "squeak" sound as it was pulled, and the fishing line sizzled as it was released.

He quickly lifted the rod to set the hook, made sure the hook was secure, and then immediately adjusted the drag.

It can't be locked up too tightly; this fish is just as strong as the yellowfin tuna I sold to Yu Muzhou last night.

In other words, he caught another big one.

Pushing the rod too high with the drag can easily cause it to break or the line to snap. At this point, the fish's impact force is very strong, and the fisherman needs to let out some line to play it.

"Judging by this, could it be another big one?" Yu Muzhou has already caught three shad weighing around 20 pounds each, having thoroughly enjoyed himself.

He had just caught the third fish and was taking a break to catch his breath while smoking, and also helping to keep an eye on Zhou Miao's electric reel.

But after only a few puffs of his cigarette, he saw that he had caught another big fish.

Zhou Miao nodded without saying anything. He was holding his breath and forcefully lifted the fishing rod.

Raising the angle of the fishing rod makes it easier to play the fish, as it increases resistance.

After letting out about 100 meters of fishing line, he tried to reel it in, but the fishing reel got stuck and couldn't move at all.

The fish are still swimming vigorously in the water, and it seems that the first wave of the outbreak will continue for a while.

Zhou Miao, who was locked in a stalemate with the fish, lost all sense of time. When the rod tip, which was bent downwards, lifted slightly and the pulling force from the water weakened significantly, he knew it was time for him to exert his strength.

So he lowered the rod to reel in the line, then pushed it up forcefully, repeating this process until he had reeled in more than 20 meters of fishing line.

Although the system had not yet improved his physical fitness, Zhou Miao still showed off his well-maintained kidneys.

Fortunately, everyone on the ship was a decent person, and no one paid attention to this, and then thought about selling it to the park.

However, the big fish at the bottom of the water still had plenty of energy. After resting for a while, it continued its sprint.

Zhou Miao tried to push against the stronger one a few times, but found he couldn't win, so he could only continue to push against the fishing rod and let out the line.

The big fish in this sea are really hard to catch!

He couldn't help but think of the big bluefish that had nearly scared him to death when he went diving to retrieve the treasure last time.

If Yu Muzhou hadn't suddenly invited him to go fishing in the open sea, he would probably already be fishing with that big bluefish.

No matter how big the fish is, the price won't be cheap.

Especially the bighead carp, which is kept as an ornamental fish by some people, will fetch a higher price.

The big fish Zhou Miao is catching now is really not as valuable as that grass carp, unless it's replaced with a bigeye tuna, then its value should be comparable.

Time flew by as his thoughts drifted. The weakening pull of the big fish in the water brought him back to his senses, and he continued to pull in the line.

Zhou Miao found fishing tedious and boring, but the other anglers around him watched with great interest.

Half an hour later, the figure of the big fish could be faintly seen on the distant sea.

"What kind of fish?" Yu Muzhou craned his neck to look.

"It might be another tuna!" Zhou Miao, who had only caught two yellowfin tuna before, couldn't guess the origin of the fish from its feel, but one that big was very likely a tuna.

But as the fish drew closer, its originally silvery-white body turned golden under the setting sun, causing an uproar among the fishermen on the boat.

"Holy crap, could it be a yellow croaker?"

"It really does look somewhat similar!"

"I saw a yellow croaker once more than ten years ago. This fish is really rare now."

"A Class I protected animal! This guy's unlucky; he's worked for nothing!"

"You call a fisherman's work a waste of time? Are you even a fisherman? If I could catch this fish, I'd be happy to work for nothing every day."

"There are yellow croakers in this open sea? That seems unlikely."

The surrounding fishermen all gathered around to watch the spectacle and started discussing it.

Even Yu Muzhou believed it, after all, the shad and the yellow croaker look very similar, this fish may have mistaken itself for a shad, or it may have even grown up among a group of shad.

Zhou Miao pursed his lips and remained silent, simply continuing to reel in the fishing line.

Whether it's a yellow croaker or not, you need to catch it near the boat before you think about how to handle it.

Even if it is, you have to take a picture before releasing it, otherwise you'll feel like you've lost out.

But as the fish approached the fishing boat, everyone noticed that its color had changed again, from golden yellow with a hint of white to silvery white with a touch of orange-yellow, the color of the setting sun.

"Hey, this looks like a mackerel, not a yellow croaker." Yu Muzhou noticed the problem immediately.

"Really?" Zhou Miao's eyes lit up, and he instantly felt motivated.

Anyone can fish for the Class I protected waste; he just wanted to catch an ordinary shad to sell for money.