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However, this matter was brought up by Yi Laotou, and Old Kong and Old Wen didn’t say anything, so there shouldn’t be any issues, right?
“Master, I can’t go tomorrow. A friend at the shop has gone back to his hometown, so I need to keep an eye on things there. He should be able to come by the night after tomorrow. How about we wait for him before we go out to practice?”
As soon as Shi Tian finished speaking, Old Kong smiled slightly and said, “Fishing is something we old men can handle just fine; it’s a small matter!”
Old Kong’s words were casual, but the more nonchalant he sounded, the more uneasy Shi Tian felt. When had these old men ever been so easygoing?
After thinking for a moment, Shi Tian still felt a bit uneasy and said, “Master, let’s do it tomorrow at noon! I’ll come along with you then!”
Once he said this, the old men exchanged knowing smiles; the plan was set!
After dinner, two girls began to clear the dishes under Old Wen’s watchful eye, while Shi Tian rushed to the yard to close the water diversion gate for the Artificial Lake.
Construction was set to begin tomorrow, and with the heavy rain tonight, the water coming down from the mountains was clearly murky. If he didn’t close the gate now, by tomorrow his Artificial Lake would have to be renamed Yellow Lake!
After finishing everything up, back in the room, Tang Tang had shamelessly surrendered to the two enchanting women over two pieces of fish meat! How disgraceful!
That guy must be something else; otherwise, he wouldn’t enjoy climbing mountains so much!
At Red Sand Wharf, which is across from the Fishing Tackle Shop—though it’s not exactly right next door; it’s a bit of a distance away—more accurately described as being across from Anyou Town to the north. It’s separated by a couple of hundred meters of sea, making it quite inconvenient without a boat.
Shi Tian thought about whether he should bring that small boat from the hotel dock over; it wouldn’t be a problem to leave it at the hotel since it would just sit there in the sun every day. It would be more convenient to have it right at the shop entrance. However, clearly there wasn’t enough time for that now.
After driving in a big circle, Shi Tian arrived at Red Sand Wharf just before nine o'clock.
As soon as he entered the dock, he found himself somewhat immobilized by what he saw. The larger abalones were priced at ten dollars each while the smaller ones were only a few bucks. At this price—especially since it was a holiday—the larger abalones usually only cost around five dollars each during regular times.
Oysters were also sold by individual pieces; large ones for ten dollars and smaller ones for a few bucks. Normally, prices could drop by nearly half during off-peak times.
Ignoring the fishy smell and puddles on the dock, this place was undoubtedly a paradise for seafood lovers. Various kinds of fish, shrimp, and shellfish lined the docks, along with a giant lobster that tempted Shi Tian's phone camera to snap some pictures.
There were plenty of fish at the dock, but valuable catches were scarce; even if there were some available, they were mostly farmed. The truly wild catches had already been snatched up by high-end hotels as soon as they came ashore—especially during holidays when valuable seafood was in high demand.
Navigating through various small stalls selling seafood at the end of the dock, Shi Tian found several fishing boats that had just returned from their trips. These boats would unload their catch and leave immediately; if they needed to stay longer, they would anchor upstream where they wouldn’t interfere with other boats coming in.
There were many fishing boats around; however, most were piled high with fishnets and shrimp traps. Shi Tian hadn’t encountered any boats equipped with baiting hooks!
After searching for a while, Shi Tian finally spotted a fishing boat that had just arrived and was ready to set baiting hooks. The boat wasn’t large—smaller than Mini Air Force—and only slightly bigger than that little boat he had first ridden on at the dock.
Baiting hooks usually required traveling several nautical miles out—sometimes even over ten nautical miles—and on such a small boat going that far could be quite an experience if they encountered some small waves.
Watching them finish unloading their catch at the dock, Shi Tian stepped forward and offered them a cigarette saying, “You guys are here for baiting hooks? Why did you come so late? I saw those other boats arriving before eight!”
Hearing this, the Bro on the boat looked up at Shi Tianyi. It was clear that this person was neither a fisherman nor one of those who came to the dock to buy fish; his attire resembled that of a tourist.
"There's not much fish nearshore anymore; they’ve all gone further out, which takes longer!" He pointed at the Dog Meat overhead and politely declined Shi Tian's offer of a cigarette with a smile.
It seemed that this Bro was also into short videos, likely going out to sea to fish while recording some footage to edit and post online later. His catch was indeed impressive, with four Sea Red Spots weighing over a pound each, along with a large haul of Shi Jiu, and several True Sea Bream and Black Sea Bream. However, the price they sold for onshore left Shi Tian somewhat astonished.
The Sea Red Spots weighed around one to two pounds each, and logically, such fish should cost nearly a thousand per pound, yet they were only selling for just over three thousand in total. They didn’t even bother to negotiate.
The Shi Jiu were small; Shi Tian had been tossing them back as he caught them, but their price was significantly higher than that of Shi Ban. Seeing this price made Shi Tian regretfully smack his thigh—was this stuff really worth so much?
The True Sea Bream and Black Sea Bream were not much different from what Shi Tian had expected. During holidays, their market price had reached around seventy; applying a discount brought it down to their purchasing price, which he could understand.
Putting away his cigarette, Shi Tian thought for a moment and said, "I opened a Fishing Tackle Shop across in Anyou Town to the south. I noticed you guys baiting hooks and wanted to ask whether you usually buy Pin Gou or hooks to tie yourselves? If you have time, I’d like to treat you to a meal and discuss some questions about baiting hooks!"
They were eager to leave, so Shi Tian had to be direct. If they got on the boat first and took off, he probably wouldn’t get another chance to talk about baiting hooks until eight or nine at night.
"Baiting hooks? What’s there to discuss? Do you want to go bait hooks too?" Seeing that Shi Tian wasn’t familiar with the trade, the Bro visibly relaxed.
Someone who runs a Fishing Tackle Shop wouldn’t likely go baiting hooks! What did he want from them? To sell them hooks? That seemed unnecessary!
"I’m not going to bait hooks; I’m more interested in fishing itself. Baiting hooks doesn’t really interest me! I’m just curious since I haven’t seen baiting hooks before and would like to make some friends!"
Upon hearing this from Shi Tian, the Bro smiled slightly and said, "Alright, I’ll have someone steer the boat over there. Let’s go eat seafood; this meal is on me!"
With a good catch today, the Bro was in high spirits. Posting videos of baiting hooks and fishing every day had led his fans to experience aesthetic fatigue; he was quite happy that Shi Tian could provide him with some new material.
The area around Red Sand Wharf was filled with seafood restaurants, and across the street was an agricultural market bustling with locals. After they tidied up the boat, Pai Gou Ge led them to a restaurant at the dock. They passed through the hall into the backyard where they sat outside with the sea right behind them—the environment was quite pleasant!
Baiting hooks seemed simple enough at first glance, but it wasn’t something one person could do alone. One person had to steer the boat while another handled the line, and yet another had to deal with catching the fish; typically three people were needed for a successful outing at sea.
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