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Two plastic particles were hung up, helping the old man throw down the rod. He called Sun Lang to join them in loading the camping stove and ingredients into the car. They needed to settle dinner first before they could muster the energy to fish.
"Sister Lang, this ruby red fish was caught yesterday before Nan Wei arrived from Zao Kou. We didn’t eat it last night and saved it just for you. You’re in for a treat tonight!"
As he lifted a ruby red fish and presented it to the camera for a close-up, Shi Tian began to show off the harvest from Dongsha.
This trip to Dongsha yielded quite well: three Dajinqiang, one Zhang Hong, and a Shi Ban weighing over forty pounds. The biggest highlight was witnessing two cuts on the line, which made Lucky Star flee in embarrassment, refusing to play with them any longer.
As for these ruby red Red-tailed Silversides, they were just small fry compared to the others. The Tuna, Zhang Hong, and big Shi Ban were all stored in the Ice Chamber on the boat. Shi Tian cleaned up the deck and distributed a portion to Bird Brother, Brother Niu, and Jian Ge, taking a few back to Hangzhou.
It wasn’t that Shi Tian was unwilling to share the Tuna; rather, the Tuna might not be as valuable or tasty as those Xiao Yu. The Yellowfin Tuna weighed around seventy pounds each; once ashore, Sister Thirty could sell them for a dollar per pound. That was only because of Yi Laotou's connections; otherwise, they might not even get that.
As for those deep-sea Shi Ban, they often weighed one or two pounds each, with some even heavier—their price far exceeded that of Tuna.
“How’s the fishing over there?” Sun Lang asked as he took the fish from Shi Tian’s hands.
Finding a school of fish was better than Nan You; their size was comparable to Xisha. However, the current was strong over there this season, and with the wind blowing hard, a kilogram of lead weight could only reach fifty meters down.
Before he finished speaking, a splash echoed through the air. Looking up, they saw that the old man had hooked a fish that looked quite sizable. He exchanged glances with Sun Lang, signaling him to help net the fish for more camera time.
With their oil already heated up on this side, there was no need to crowd around; otherwise, they would have to wash their hands again.
“Kiddo, your bait is fantastic! One cast and I’ve got a big one!” The old man immediately switched into his solo comedy mode.
Although he was talking to himself, he didn’t have an audience interface. Li Ziyu was already filming Sun Lang with Yun Tai; all Sun Lang had to do was respond. Otherwise, if he spoke first, Li Ziyu would have to give him camera time.
After cooking two dishes, finally, a fish came up on the old man’s rod—a carp weighing over a pound—making him clap his thighs in delight.
Li Yunfei had been busy since early morning. There were still many tasks to handle regarding Carbon Fiber; he didn’t have time to continue laboring at Taihu.
This outcome was expected; he wasn’t too disappointed—his only regret was not being able to fish properly at Taihu for two days.
Previously he had contacted Shi Ye about the boat; everything had been finalized. Delivery would begin within a month and be completed within three months—this speed exceeded his expectations by far.
Li Yunfei and Shi Ye also planned to leave. Everything that needed to be discussed had been conveyed to Shi Tian. The negotiations at the Shipyard were not yet finished, and once the twenty ships were delivered, he could help Shi Tian move the equipment to the Shipyard later.
Xiao Tian, where are you? Upon arriving in Zhoushan, Shi Ye immediately called Shi Tian.
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