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"Thank you, my friend! I'll treat you to a meal next time!"
With a firm grip on the rod, I felt the fish tugging at the line. Leaning over to take a look, I saw Yu Jing floating on her back in the river. Had those two old men really managed to outsmart her?
While I was lost in thought, Old Liu cast his net into the water and pulled up a ten-pound Big Carp. He pressed the rod against his thigh and opened his Fishing Box, retrieving a brand new live fish holder. After all this time since buying it, it was finally going to be put to use.
The live fish holder wasn’t exactly a genius invention, but it was certainly more convenient than carrying around Yu Hu and a Fish Bucket. However, expecting it to keep fish alive for long periods was a bit unrealistic.
With a large iron Hook, I hooked the fish through its gills and mouth, securing it with a spring lock before tossing it back into the water. It didn’t take long for the Hook to damage the fish’s gills, leaving it injured.
I helped Jian Qiang Ge secure the fish in the live fish holder and tossed it back into the water, tying the other end of the wire to Jian Qiang Ge's wheelchair. With this fish, he should have something to show for tonight.
"You need a new rod. This one is sturdy enough but a bit too heavy! With only one arm functioning, switching to a lighter rod would make things easier," I advised Jian Qiang Ge before Old Liu and Old Wen turned to find a Fishing Spot and started casting their lines.
Fishing outside was definitely better than at Xinyue Lake; there was always someone around to chat with. If you caught something, it could brighten your whole day; if not, you could keep trying for days until you succeeded!
After leaving the Fishing Tackle Shop, I met up with Shui Bi Zhang and Wang Gou. We piled into one car and sped off towards Haikou. Our boat tickets were for later that night, so waiting at the dock would be boring; we might as well find somewhere to unwind!
We headed down Nan Du Jiang, the largest river in Hainan, which surely had plenty of big catches. Whether we could reel them in depended on our skills!
Driving along the riverbank, we stopped wherever we spotted Fishing Buddies to check out the situation.
"Hey there, are you locals?" Xiao Feng asked as he approached a group of Fishing Buddies on the shore while handing over a cigarette.
Now it was Xiao Feng's turn to take charge; being the youngest in our group meant he was naturally tasked with running errands.
At this point, asking if they had any bites was pointless—the answer was always the same across China: "Just arrived!" Even if they had been fishing there for days, they'd still say they were newcomers.
"I'm local; what are you doing here?" Xiao Feng said as he waved his rod. A burly man glared at him suspiciously and frowned while asking.
That simple question made Xiao Feng break out in a sweat. With that accent of yours, how can you even claim to be local? Are you joking with me?
"The current here is pretty fast! Is it easy to catch anything?" Xiao Feng asked as he glanced at the man's Yu Hu. He wasn't too concerned about being called out; he just wanted to know if there were any big catches around.
"It's tough; no bites at all! Just feeding the fish here!" The man relaxed upon realizing Xiao Feng was just inquiring about fishing conditions.
This kid clearly looks like a novice; he doesn't even know the standard greeting of a Fisherman. He's a complete beginner and needs more experience!
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