Quan Hao rowed the boat all the way north, and the idea was to catch a fish if he could catch it, and if he couldn't catch it, he would row the wooden raft to the space-time gate and return to Earth. Anyway, he still has something to bring over, which can be regarded as sharpening knives and chopping wood. Paddled two kilometers out of the shore, he stopped his oar, pinched a small piece from his bait bag, tightened his grip on the hook, picked up the rod and threw it a little away. The hook was thrown out more than ten meters, and it plunged into the water, and the float immediately floated on the water.

The rows of wood rise and fall with the waves. Quan Hao smelled that his hands were a little fishy, and he was shabu in the water and began to wait.

The process of waiting for the fish to be hooked is very boring. Especially for novices, who have limited skills and unrealistic hopes, their patience will soon wear out if they don't have time to do anything.

The sea water is so clear that even if you are more than ten meters away, you can see the general situation on the hook. Quan Hao stared at it for ten minutes, and now not a single fish was attracted by the bait. After another ten minutes, he withdrew the hook in disappointment. Paddle a wooden raft and sail deeper into the sea. Hooking again, he spotted a bluestone grouper lying on the bottom of the sea, motionless. The hook was thrown and almost hit its head. This five-pound grouper did not mean to be frightened at all, only lazily fanned its tail fin, rubbed forward a distance of more than ten centimeters, and then lay on the seabed and did not move.

Quan Haoman hopes that this fish will bite the hook. Grouper is a relatively expensive fish, although this one is not large, but the pure wild one can also add a lot of color to it, I think it can be sold for a little price. He waited patiently for more than 20 minutes, bored to watch the prospect and hit the time. As a result, the other party was more calm than him. Instead, a reckless black sea bream passed by, and without thinking about it, he swallowed the bait in one gulp.

It can really be said that you want to catch a (spotted) horse, and mistakenly hit a eagle (sea bream). Quan Hao hesitated before reluctantly closing the line. This black sea bream weighs only two pounds and has little value. Seeing that it was fluttering weakly, Quan Hao simply went down with a knife to relieve its pain. Take off the hook and put it on the bait, and then see that the grouper in the water is gone.

Two pounds of fish is nothing, but at least there is a catch. After a good start, Quan Hao's luck also rose, and fish began to bite the hook. There were two small fish that could not be named, the small one was only seven or eight taels, and the big one was only three catties. Quan Hao searched for the fish knowledge in his mind, and identified the three-pound one inside as a salmon. The other one, he really didn't recognize.

The fish on the top was even bigger, and it was a one-meter-long fish. After biting the hook, it knew that it was fooled, and it was crazy to break free, and the more it struggled, the tighter the hook in its mouth pierced, and the water splashed on its tail in pain, and even the wooden raft was pulled forward. Quan Hao knew that he couldn't be anxious at this time, he had to grind with the big fish, and he wasn't the one with a hook on his mouth. He tightens the rod and lifts it up, keeping the rod at an angle to the line. Whichever way the big fish runs, he tilts the rod in that direction. One hand controls the wheel. If the fish pulls hard, he will put a little, and if the strength is small, he will take a little. Try not to keep the line stretched all the time. It took more than ten minutes to exhaust the fish's strength and pull it out of the water. It was a large yellow croaker that died quickly out of the water. Quan Hao was not less interested, and lifted it up with the gills to look left and right, and compared it to the position of the navel. The fly in the ointment is that the large yellow croaker line is long spindle-shaped, and the tail accounts for a large piece of more than one meter. In fact, it doesn't weigh much, it's just a dozen pounds. It was more than half short of Quan Hao's expectations, and when the fish was still in the water, he estimated the strength of the struggle, thinking that it would be at least thirty or forty catties.

The large yellow croaker was worn with two gills and placed horizontally on the wooden raft. The dead fish had its mouth open, and the hook was deep in the flesh, and Quan Hao took a lot of effort to take it off. Loading the bait, throwing the hook, with the first prey that can be seen, his spirit is also high, since he can catch the first big fish, he should be able to catch the second.

It's a pity that it backfired, and the next ones who took the bait were all small. From a few taels to two or three catties. The reason why there are no smaller ones may be because the hooks are larger than their mouths. It's not that there are no big fish in the sea, but they are generally dismissive of bait. It may be too small to look down on, or it may be unappetizing. The fish caught by Quan Hao are all carnivorous fish with sharp teeth, indicating that the bait is liked by this type of fish. Then the fish that feed on plants naturally do not eat it, and the larger carnivorous fish directly hunt on their own.

Quan Hao only has one kind of bait, and he can't change it if he wants to. But he came up with a way to put a pomfret directly on the hook. The pomfret that has just been caught is still alive and moves when thrown into the water, attracting large predatory fish the most. He didn't have much hope when he set the hook, so he took it as an experiment.

After drifting on the sea for a long time, there are a lot of small fish under the wooden raft, the small ones are three or five centimeters, and the big ones are only a slap. The sea was empty, and only this wooden raft was like an umbrella for shade. The fish that have nowhere to hide gather in this rare place to hide in the shade. If Jeon Hao makes any movement on it. And they scattered and fled. But he will not run away, and will soon gather back. Even if you step on it heavily, the seawater seeps through the upper layer of the wooden raft, and the small fish will squeeze along the gaps between the woods, swim a few times under Quan Hao's nose and then drill back.

Quan Hao was attracted by the small fish and was a little distracted.

In front of the wooden raft, a swarthy figure quietly peeked out of its back, and not far away was the struggling bait.

Almost instantly, the small orange ball, drifting up and down with the waves, plunged diagonally into the water, stabbing diagonally into the water at an angle of nearly thirty degrees. Immediately after a tense sound, Quan Hao felt a strong force coming from his hand, and instinctively grabbed the fishing rod. But there is no way to fight this force. The line is drawn straight and the rod creaks. The slippery wooden raft had no strength at all, and he was almost dragged forward, falling into the water with a thud. When it came to the water, the force was even more irresistible, dragging Quan Hao's body and dragging it underwater. In an emergency, he quickly let go, and the fishing rod was like a kite that had lost its string, and it disappeared after a few drifts on the water.

Quan Hao didn't even figure out what kind of fish he was caught, there was no dorsal fin on the sea, and it was unlikely that there was a shark. When he looked back, he saw that the wooden raft was more than 20 meters away from him, and he hurriedly swam back. It was not easy to climb the raft from the sea, but when he easily found a good angle and crawled up, he ran away early to find trouble, and by the way, he also took away the fishing tackle that he had for more than 500 yuan.

Quan Hao looked around for a long time, and finally had to admit that his fishing tackle could not be recovered. He cursed in a low voice. It was useless for him to stay any longer with his bare hands, and he could only go home in disappointment.

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