At night, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
Chu Mingcheng enjoyed his supper early, and chatted with everyone for most of the time. After most of the food in his stomach was digested, he was ready to go back to rest and sleep.
The fish situation at night is still very good, but now he has no pressure to pay back, and even made a lot of money, so he doesn't plan to fish all night like other fishermen.
There is one thing to say, fishing is indeed the best time to catch fish at night, and under normal circumstances, it is also the time when you can harvest the most every day.
But going to sea is hard work in itself, and the upside-down of people's work and rest is very harmful to the body.
Compared with making money, the body is the most important.
Although Chuming City has life transformation, if it is not necessary, it is better to use it at a critical moment.
Seeing that everyone was going back to rest, Zhang Wei also got up and followed Han Baola, preparing to use the night-use model to deal with it.
Just when he stood up, his stomach was churning.
Zhang Wei didn't care either, it was just gastrointestinal motility, trying to expel excess gas.
He deliberately slowed down, moved a little further away from everyone, and looked around, no one was there.
Then raised his hips slightly, "Puff~puff~~"
Chu Mingcheng, who was walking ahead, stopped suddenly, and turned his head curiously.
The main reason is that the sound is a bit loud, it seems that it is not just air?
As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Wei whose body was stiff and his face was full of grief and anger.
Thinking of the oily fish he ate before, he immediately understood what was going on, and immediately burst out laughing: "No way, no way! Can you trust any P after eating oily fish?"
Zhang Wei wanted to die at this moment. Unexpectedly, at the moment when he went back to rest, the successful company died!
Obviously, I just need to bear it a little longer, take the night-use model and go back to the room.
So, why should I trust this P?
Zhang Wei regretted it but had nothing to do, because he already felt slippery.
The last few people suppressed their laughter and sent him back to the room first. Han Baola even sent her night-use model immediately, lest he wake up tomorrow and find a puddle on his bed.
The next day, Zhang Wei was very relieved because he found that he was not the only one who leaked oil.
The "good brothers" who asked for some fish from him before are also leaking with him!
No matter what other people's purpose of eating this is, at least at this moment they are brothers and sisters.
These people even got together, didn't go fishing for two days in a row, and stayed in the room to play poker.
Don't think too far, serious poker, the kind with bombs.
Chu Mingcheng hasn't concentrated on fishing these two days, but has been teaching Jiang Luoluo to practice free diving.
She is now able to use Franzo familiarly, and the dynamic breath holding has reached one minute and thirty seconds, which is a real introduction.
But in the past two days, not only Jiang Luoluo was practicing, Chen Yang and Han Baola also came to join in the fun.
Chen Yang trains purposefully, swimming freestyle in the water every day to exercise his body.
Only by improving his physical fitness can he improve his freediving level in a short period of time.
As for Han Baola, Chu Mingcheng thought she had learned freediving, but in the end she only experienced scuba diving a few times and had to start from scratch.
Jiang Luoluo mentioned the club to her, and she expressed interest.
The main reason is that the club has not yet been established, and she can continue her journey.
Secondly, she stayed in Huaxia because of the pressure of competition on the peninsula, and she was not sure of finding a suitable job.
Even if she finds a job, the various PUAs in Peninsula's workplace make it difficult for her to accept after living in China for four years.
At present, she can earn a good income by sharing and sharing videos in Huaxia.
Although the money is not a lot, it can support her to continue traveling.
And after joining the club in Chuming City, he will have a formal job.
The trip to Nansha is still going on, and another ten days have passed without knowing it. Counting the three days for the return voyage, the fishing friends on the boat can still fish for more than a week.
In the past ten days, Sky has changed four fishing spots and almost swam around Nansha.
However, he has never met the schools of marlin and tuna that Chu Mingcheng is thinking about.
Although deep-sea fish is also valuable, but he has caught quite a lot of fish so far, and he wants to challenge the big ones.
For example, the masu tuna last time made him feel very exciting, and he felt a sense of accomplishment after catching the fish.
On February 22, 23, Chu Mingcheng naturally woke up at 6:30 in the morning.
During this period of time, his night fishing is basically not too late, so his work and rest have not become chaotic.
Looking out of the window, the morning sun has already shone on the sea.
Get up and wash, then go to Jiang Luoluo's room and ask her to go to the restaurant for breakfast.
Today’s breakfast is still seafood porridge. There are not many other things at sea, but seafood.
Those who yearn for the freedom of seafood, as long as they float at sea for ten days and a half months, he will never mention it again.
After finishing breakfast slowly, Chu Mingcheng sighed.
It was really difficult to spend so many days at sea, and he regretted coming to Nansha.
Sure enough, it is enough to go fishing for a few days and stay for a month. Sometimes it is really boring to the point of madness.
Not only them, many fishing friends have lost the fun of fishing now.
Now whether it is day or night, there are empty fishing positions everywhere on the deck, which forms a sharp contrast with the first few days.
"Lolo, do you want to go diving today?" Chu Mingcheng looked at the sea surface and found some coral reefs protruding in the distance, so he suggested.
Jiang Luoluo shook his head: "No, I can return to the pier in about ten days. I plan to choreograph a dance during this time, and prepare to shoot after I return to Xiamen City."
"Will it be too hard?"
"That's not true, mainly because it's not good for pigeon fans for too long."
"Okay, then I'll go trolling today."
Chu Mingcheng sent Jiang Luoluo back to the room, and called Chen Yang and the others to go fishing together.
Zhang Wei is in the same group as Han Baola, and it is just right for him to be in the same group as Chen Yang.
Several people have gained a lot during this trip to Nansha. Even Han Baola, who has the least harvest, has already earned more than 70,000 yuan in catches.
So they don't care about the cost of chartering a boat.
The luck of trolling today was pretty good. Both Chu Mingcheng and Chen Yang caught some mayou fish, and the price was higher than mackerel.
But this didn't satisfy him. He brought his own trolling rod on purpose to see if there were any big ones.
"Hey, tuna, oh, why don't tuna appear?" Chu Mingcheng changed the fake bait to a big iron bait, so that Ma Youyu would never bite the bait again!
"What are you thinking, return the tuna, besides the dogtooth tuna, how can there be any other tuna these days?" Chen Yang complained after hearing his nagging.
Compared to Chu Mingcheng and Zhang Wei, he is the worst one. He has been in Nansha for so long, and he has never caught a big fish weighing more than 100 catties.
The biggest one is a 70-jin dog-tooth tuna, followed by a 50-jin octopus.
Originally, he also wanted to catch some big fish weighing more than two hundred catties, but he really had no luck.
"This kind of thing is very metaphysical. If you don't talk about it, it won't appear. Once you talk about it, it might appear." Chu Mingcheng threw the bait out with a smile.
Cooperating with the running of the boat, the fishing line was quickly released for more than 100 meters.
Normal trolling often does not put so much fishing line, and it is difficult to take back too many fish.
But it depends on what the target fish is. If Chu Mingcheng wants to catch a big tuna, the line must be longer, and the bait must sink deeper.
The current speed of the boat is about ten knots, which is just right for trolling.
Trolling If the speed of the boat is too fast, many fish will not be able to catch up.
But there is also an advantage, that is, it is easier to serve tuna or swordfish, because the speed of these two is fast enough.
The big iron bait ran fast in the water, like a swimming mackerel, and soon attracted the attention of some nearby predators.
Chu Mingcheng casually grabbed the drag pole in the fishing hole, but suddenly a huge force struck, and the drag pole was immediately pulled into a big curved bow.
The fishing line ran out in a hurry, and it was released tens of meters in the blink of an eye.
Chen Yang said in amazement: "Is it really being talked about by you?"
"Haha!" Chu Mingcheng regained his energy immediately, he lifted the fishing rod vigorously, but found that he couldn't lift it at all, and could only watch the fishing line run out quickly.
This made him even happier, obviously the fish he caught was bigger than he had imagined.
The boatman was very experienced, and immediately slowed down the speed of the boat slowly.
If the speed of the boat is fast, it will be more difficult to fish in Chuming City, and there is a greater risk of disconnection.
And you can’t run the line endlessly, otherwise the 1,000-meter fishing line in the drag rod drum won’t last long.
The speed of the boat decreased, and Chu Mingcheng, who was holding the drum, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the fishing line was under control.
He didn't use an electric winch today, but a drum, so the wire needs to be collected by himself.
Before, the speed of the boat was too fast and the pulling force of the fish made it impossible for him to stop the fishing line from running out.
Now that the fishing line is not running out, and the fishing rod is not bent as much as it was at the beginning, Chu Mingcheng slowly unloads the force and locks it.
Locked and unloaded, the fishing rod bent into a big bow again, but there was no problem.
The boat has been running, although the speed is very slow, but the power of the fish is not comparable to that of the boat, so the physical strength is quickly consumed.
Chu Mingcheng took the opportunity to take the trolling rod out of the fishing hole, held it in his arms and pulled it back forcefully, and quickly retrieved the fishing line.
If the fishing rod is just placed on the fishing hole, the handle will not turn well, and the fish will not know when to catch it.
Raise the pole repeatedly and shake the handle, shaking with the big fish under the water, making you come and go.
Chu Mingcheng seemed to be a ruthless fishing machine, and with the cooperation of the boat, it never stopped to rest.
For such a high-intensity fight, Chen Yang next to him would probably last five or six minutes at most, and then he would take a breather and rest.
But this also gives the big fish a buffer time, and it takes more time to pull the fish up.
Ten minutes later, a tuna about 1.5 meters in length appeared on the surface of the sea.
It will already be lying on its side, obviously its physical strength has been exhausted.
This is not surprising, it not only has to resist the pulling force of the boat all the time, but also has to resist Chu Mingcheng, even if it looks like a piglet, it can't stand it!
"Huh, it turned out to be a bigeye tuna!" The fish was completely pulled to the side of the boat. Chu Mingcheng thought it was a yellowfin tuna, but the result surprised him even more.