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Playing with the Rod in his hand, Shi Tian was quite satisfied with the little shop assistant. It seemed that Oka had put in a lot of effort and trained her well. After listening to the young beauty, Shi Tian turned to glance outside the shop; Sun Lang hadn’t come over, probably off to the beach to check on the fishing conditions with Oka.
He returned the Rod and noticed Kang Ziyu chatting happily with the shop assistant about the design on the Rod. After greeting Kang Ziyu, Shi Tian headed towards the beach alone.
At the shop entrance, it wasn’t just Oka and Sun Lang fishing; there were seven or eight people gathered there, all holding Star Brand Rods. Oka was impressive! Not only had he sold so many Rods, but he also had this group of people surrounding him daily, following him to fish.
“Oka, remember our agreement? When I arrive, you promised to treat me to some Large Yellow Croaker. Is the fish ready?” After taking a look at the catch these people had, Shi Tian noticed that Largemouth Bass and Black Sea Bream were predominant, along with a few Tiger Pufferfish. It seemed Oka had set up a good fishing spot in advance.
In Zhejiang, Tiger Pufferfish should be called that; they were quite sizable—around seven taels for the smaller ones and over a pound for the larger ones. They looked delicious.
As for the Large Yellow Croaker? Once they were raised properly, he just needed to wait for the boat to go pick them up!
After sending a message to Shi Tianyi, he checked his phone for the time. Oka packed up the Rod and said, “Wang Ergou and the others’ flight is still a few hours away. Let’s go out to sea for an hour of fishing and come back to pick them up.”
He hadn’t had a chance to play on the Mini Light Boat after it was built, nor had he ever driven one before. Hearing about Scallion and Ginger to Remove Fishy Smell sounded intriguing; he had long wanted to see it for himself. However, during his time in Zhoushan, he had only met Shi Tianyi once and exchanged barely three sentences before he took off with a group.
So they still needed to fish for those? How easy would that be? With a wry smile, Shi Tian quickly got up and returned to the shop.
“Xiao Yu, I’m going out to sea with Oka to catch some fish for lunch. Are you coming?”
In just a few hours, they wouldn’t go far—just around nearby islands and casting lines around them.
“Are you recording material? If not, I won’t go.”
“If we’re not recording material now, we can do it when Dog Brother and the others arrive at noon.” After replying, Shi Tian took out his keys and turned to leave; Oka and Sun Lang were already waiting by the boat.
Upon boarding, he checked the fuel level—it was good; there was still more than half a tank left. It seemed they had filled it up before returning from Shenzhen; he just didn’t know which company they used.
Refueling yachts also has its rules; generally, one wouldn’t mix fuels. You use whichever company’s fuel you started with; otherwise, different companies have different additives that can lead to sediment formation.
Light oils like gasoline or diesel are fine, but for those large ocean-going vessels that burn fuel oil, it’s even more critical. They refuel using different types of oil from different countries in their tanks; once one type is used up, they switch to another. After refueling, samples must be taken for testing; they absolutely won’t set sail until they receive the report.
Once the boat started moving, Oka took over while Sun Lang stepped aside; he was even more familiar with operating this boat than Oka was.
This area was full of shipping lanes with many small fishing boats; the density of boats here was ten times that of Sanya, so Oka couldn’t speed up much.
After circling around at sea, when Shi Tian emerged from below deck holding his Rod, Oka had already anchored the boat.
They were near a small island about palm-sized; due to high tide, waves were splashing against its head. When Spring Tide reached its peak, this little island would likely be submerged by seawater.
The boat was anchored several dozen meters from the island just for safety reasons; Shi Tian glanced at the Fish Finder and felt reassured—it didn’t seem like they would run aground here.
“Are there Large Yellow Croakers around here?” As he walked towards the stern, Oka and Sun Lang had already begun casting their lines.
Most fishermen do not like to eat fish, and Shi Tian is no exception; he has simply grown tired of it. From freshwater to deep sea, the only one that piques his interest now is Little White Strip.
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