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Rod continued to tremble, and the commotion had already attracted quite a few Fishing Buddies. Along with those who had come to watch Seventh Uncle's excitement earlier, several people had taken out their phones, eagerly waiting to post on social media once Shi Tian hooked a big one!
Minutes passed, and the fish began to surface. With a gulp of pure air, the fish on Rod immediately started thrashing about. There are many techniques to handle a fish when it comes to the surface; you must be ready to let out line immediately. The first time it breaks water, the fish senses danger and struggles fiercely.
Letting out and reeling in the line, after a couple more tries, the fish calmed down, allowing Shi Tian to slowly drag it towards the shore. Seeing the fish tire out, Inn Brother reeled in his line and hurried over with a Net to help.
"Hold on a moment! Let it catch its breath!" Shi Tian quickly stopped Inn Brother from netting the fish and continued to keep it swimming around by holding its head.
Fish breathe through their gills, but they don’t rely solely on them. The air in their swim bladder helps regulate buoyancy and can provide some oxygen in emergencies as well.
After another two or three minutes, at Shi Tian's signal, Inn Brother cast his net down, bringing up a solid black Grass Carp weighing around forty pounds.
Such a long fish wouldn’t fit in a Fish Bucket; should they use a keepnet? But keeping it alive would mean they’d have to sell it too! Where could they sell it? To Inn Brother? A Big Red Friend would cover two days' lodging; if he took this one too, would Shi Tian have to stay here longer?
"Hey buddy, this fish just broke your Rod; I helped you reel it in! How about a hundred bucks for my trouble?" Inn Brother suggested. If not that, then perhaps they could hit up Seventh Uncle for some cash.
With so many people watching, they could quickly deal with the fish and still get a good price! Carrying such a large fish on his shoulder would be quite impressive. Was a hundred bucks too much? Definitely not!
Farmed Grass Carp were already selling for seven or eight bucks per pound; this was pure wild catch—its Price would likely double! No need for weighing; just lifting it gave an estimate—it was close enough to forty pounds. At twelve bucks per pound, that would be over four hundred!
Selling it to Seventh Uncle wasn’t just about selling fish; it was about sentiment! Seventh Uncle’s Rod had been broken; he helped reel in this fish—surely he’d want to take it for appraisal? Given that flow of events, offering some compensation was only right!
Upon hearing that Shi Tian wanted to sell him the fish, Seventh Uncle was taken aback. What was going on here?
"You little rascal are quite shrewd! Pulling out your phone now—I’ll scan your code!" As soon as he finished speaking, Seventh Uncle reeled in his Rod and walked over with his phone.
"I almost had that fish; it was just about up! But my Rod got damaged—I didn’t pay attention and let it escape; you got lucky!" He grumbled as he handed over a hundred bucks to Shi Tian.
He shoved his phone into Inn Brother's hands, snapping a few photos for good measure before carefully placing the fish into Yu Hu. He then posted with location tagging on social media so that all his old buddies would come down to see his big catch—that would surely stir them up!
A minute passed without any likes or comments; Seventh Uncle felt somewhat frustrated.
Two minutes later, after refreshing again—still no likes or comments!
"Forget fishing," he said as he stood up and moved closer to Shi Tian. Glancing at Shi Tian’s Rod, he remarked, "This Rod is nice! What brand is it? Where did you buy it?"
Having just hooked a big fish, Shi Tian hadn’t taken his eyes off his own Rod while preparing for half an afternoon; he almost choked on his words trying not to shout in excitement.
"This Rod is expensive—a custom job! It costs Seventy-Two Thousand!" Shi Tian replied proudly. "Xing Brand!" Looking up at Seventh Uncle, Shi Tian didn’t believe an ordinary Fisherman could afford such an extravagant Fishing Rod; Customized Rods were not something just anyone could play with.
Seventh Uncle, Shi Tian handed him a cigarette and said, "Sir, when fishing here, you can use an ordinary rod. There's no need for something so fancy; that's meant for professional competitions!"
Upon hearing the price of seventy-two thousand, Seventh Uncle was so enraged that he didn't even take the cigarette. He sighed and shook his head. "Young man, one must be honest and practical! My son participates in competitive tournaments too, and he uses a professional competition rod that costs only a few thousand. Yours costs over seventy thousand?"
The price of a professional competition rod is indeed quite high, but it hasn't reached the level of seventy thousand. Moreover, competition rods aren't suitable for fishing in wild waters where the fish are too varied and their sizes differ greatly!
Hearing that the old man's son was into competitions surprised Shi Tian. With how much this old man loved fishing, surely his son's skills weren't solely developed by him!
"Sir, your son must be into amateur competitions, right? Professionals use customized rods!" This provoked Seventh Uncle a bit. Shi Tian stood up and said, "Come on, sit here and give it a try. Once you get the hang of it, you'll see if this rod is worth the price!"
He cleared a spot for Seventh Uncle to sit down. Shi Tian was absolutely confident in the feel of the customized rod; even if he caught just one Bai Tiao, it would surely excite this old man's nerves!
Earlier, that Grass Carp had scared Xiao Yu away, but now that another Grass Carp had come up and startled the spot, with so many Wo Liao around, it was only a matter of time before the fish were drawn in!
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