My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 107 The Blocked Cave

Chapter 109 The Blocked Cave

Just as Zhou Miao thought, Yu Muzhou really lacked luck when it came to fishing.

He cast his line ten or so times, but there was no movement at all.

Seeing Zhou Miao staring at him, he felt a little embarrassed and could only force himself to say, "That's how lure fishing works. You have to cast the rod repeatedly to attract the fish's attention. What happened just now was a special case, an accident."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Miao's hand, which was reeling in the line, suddenly stopped, and at the same time, the tip of the fishing rod bent sharply.

Yu Muzhou:

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Zhou Miao didn't say anything, but raised an eyebrow at him and easily caught the fish.

This time, he didn't need a landing net at all. He used a fish gripper to precisely clamp the fish's lower jaw and lift it up.

It weighs 1.6 jin (approximately 0.8 kg), about the same size as the previous one.

Although it weighs just over a pound, it's relatively small compared to the sea fish Zhou Miao usually catches.

However, mandarin fish are very rare here, comparable to some less common grouper. A fish weighing more than a pound is considered very good.

Zhou Miao, carrying the fish, deliberately waved it in front of Yu Muzhou: "It seems this is another special case, an accident."

"It seems the fish are all concentrated on your side. You've already caught two. Let me catch one too."

But who is Yu Muzhou? Although he was slapped in the face, he wasn't hurt at all because he has a thick skin.

So he very smoothly moved to the other side and cast the bait.

Zhou Miao shook his head and smiled, not taking it to heart.

The price of mandarin fish is indeed quite high, but he came today to relax rather than to make money, so it doesn't matter how much he catches.

We already have two, that should be enough to take home and eat.

Just then, there was a splash on the water, and Yu Muzhou had actually caught one.

"Haha, I knew I couldn't catch any fish, turns out they were all on your side."

But Zhou Miao thought it was unlikely; it was only about ten meters, a distance that a fish could reach in an instant.

So he went to the spot where Yu Muzhou had just been and cast the bait there.

After missing five times in a row, the rod made a sound again in the next moment.

"Brother Zhou, it seems you just haven't caught anything yet. Look at me, I caught another one so easily."

Zhou Miao skillfully lifted the rod to set the hook, but after only a few turns of the line, he felt that the tension was not right.

Why is it so heavy?

"Did it get snagged?" Zhou Miao was a little confused, but when he shook the fishing rod, he could clearly feel the pull from the bottom of the water.

Yu Muzhou was initially impressed by his good luck, as he could catch fish no matter where he was.

But seeing his fishing rod bent like an arch, yet the line remained perfectly still, he couldn't help but laugh: "Serves you right for showing off, you got caught in the weeds!"

"Who told you I snagged on some seaweed?" Zhou Miao sneered, giving the fishing rod a sharp jerk, finally managing to pull the thing out of the water a little.

But the next moment, a much stronger pulling force erupted from the bottom of the water, forcefully pulling the fishing line back.

At this moment, Yu Muzhou's teasing smile froze on his face.

"Hey kid, you didn't catch a giant eel, did you?"

These words made Zhou Miao's eyes light up. This texture really did feel a bit like an eel hiding in a cave.

However, his rod wasn't stiff enough, and he was afraid that the No. 3 carbon line would wear out and break. Therefore, he didn't dare to use brute force to pull the fish out directly. Instead, he held his position with the fish and slowly wore it down.

However, they were both wrong.

What Zhou Miao caught was not a river eel, but an old turtle hiding under the water plants.

Because of its presence, there are not many mandarin fish around.

Mandarin fish may be fierce, but they are also afraid of turtles stretching out their necks and taking a bite.

After all, turtles have a strong bite force; once they bite down, they won't let go until they tear off a piece of flesh.

After a tug-of-war that lasted for more than ten minutes, Zhou Miao finally managed to pull the old turtle out of the muddy bottom of the water.

When the turtle floats to the surface, the snag-like feeling immediately disappears, and it transforms into the feeling of catching a giant fish.

Zhou Miao thought he had successfully pulled the eel out of its burrow, and excitedly raised his fishing rod high to quickly reel in the line.

Wild river eels are just as valuable as mandarin fish; you can tell how big this eel is just by looking at its weight.

To his and Yu Muzhou's astonishment, a giant turtle burst out of the water, its head bobbing up and down, looking particularly comical.

"Wow~ This is amazing!" Yu Muzhou's eyes lit up after his initial shock. "Great, great, you managed to catch such a top-quality turtle. Hurry, I want this thing."

"Dream on. I promised to bring mandarin fish to Luo Hao's for dinner tonight. If you want to eat this turtle, bring a chicken too, and I'll have him stew it like Farewell My Concubine."

This turtle weighs about five or six pounds; it should fetch over a thousand yuan at the market.

But Zhou Miao is short of money right now, and he doesn't need this old turtle.

When Yu Muzhou thought of Farewell My Concubine, tears welled up in his eyes and started to flow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

He once ate Farewell My Concubine, a dish prepared by a chef specializing in state banquets, in Beijing, and he would never forget the taste.

Upon seeing this turtle, his first thought was to ask the chef who was best at making this dish to prepare it.

So he said, "Don't let Luo Hao waste such good ingredients. Give me this turtle, and I'll have someone cook it and send it to the fish farm."

"Great, that's fantastic!" Zhou Miao exclaimed, and his words sparked a sense of anticipation in her.

He then quickly pulled the turtle to the side of the boat and scooped it up with a net.

It was quite heavy when I picked it up, definitely weighing about five or six pounds.

This turtle was particularly fierce. When Zhou Miao caught it, it stretched its neck and tried to bite backward, but he quickly put it into the live fish hold.

Perhaps because the turtle was no longer a threat, he continued casting his line toward the spot where he had caught the turtle, and soon caught another mandarin fish.

However, the number of fish in a given spot is always limited. After catching two more fish, Zhou Miao stopped fishing.

Yu Muzhou, who changed locations, only caught two fish in total.

"There shouldn't be any more mandarin fish here, let's move to another spot."

Having only caught two fish, Yu Muzhou wasn't satisfied. After reeling in his fishing rod, he started the lure boat and moved to the right for about thirty meters before stopping.

The aquatic plants here are more lush, making it look like there are many fish.

Just as Zhou Miao was raising his fishing rod to cast the bait, the system suddenly joined in the fun.

[A plea for help from the underwater cave: On November 10, 1937, a group of people blocked the cave's esophagus with boxes, causing it to suffer daily from foreign objects getting stuck. The underwater cave requests your help to remove these foreign objects that have plagued it for nearly a century.]

Holy crap?

Zhou Miao shuddered, his heart rate soared instantly, and a thumping sound echoed directly in his ear canal.

Could those boxes in the help request be what he's thinking?

What happened in 1937 is something that every Chinese person knows.

The Jiangzhe region fell rapidly after November, as the entire Central Army had been almost wiped out.

Therefore, Zhou Miao immediately thought that these boxes of things might be the treasures that the landlord had hidden away back then.

If that's the case, wouldn't he become incredibly rich instantly after finding these treasures?

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