As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 500 - Chapter 500: Chapter 325 Small Collaboration_3

Chapter 500: Chapter 325 Small Collaboration_3

Jiang Bo would probably wake up tomorrow in pain.

But Li Jianye was already drunk at this point, so it wasn’t good to send him home like this.

Therefore, Chu Mingcheng specially used his phone to call his family, and then sent him to the guest room.

As for himself, he “had to” sleep with Jiang Luoluo.

Although Jiang Bo and Li Ying knew that the two were living together, they hadn’t yet held an engagement party and didn’t know that the couple had registered their marriage, so the guest room was originally intended for their prospective son-in-law.

But due to the special circumstances of the evening, Li Ying didn’t fuss too much about it.

The next day, after sending Li Jianye off, Chu Mingcheng showed Jiang Luoluo the gold and the chicken head in her room, and also explained the origin of these items as well as the red wine.

As for the chicken head, Jiang Bo agreed that it should be returned to the state.

The gold was kept in his safety deposit box for the time being, and he would return it once he had a new house.

As he said, there was really no need to convert it into money unless absolutely necessary.

Regarding buying a house, according to Chu Mingcheng’s income, it wouldn’t be long before they could afford it, so selling the gold would be a loss.

If push came to shove, they could sell the property under Jiang Luoluo’s name, which was in a mediocre location, and then the two elders could chip in a few million.

Compared to gold, it was the house that was more likely to depreciate in value.

After listening to this, Chu Mingcheng stopped fretting about buying a house immediately, planning to first focus on earning money. At least, he intended to buy his first property before he could relax.

With matters in Hang City resolved, he had wanted to go out and have fun with Jiang Luoluo.

But his father-in-law handed him a fishing rod, “Ah Cheng, join uncle for some fishing.”

“Dad, aren’t you busy at the factory?” Jiang Luoluo was somewhat speechless. She had just come home for a day and her man was already snatched away by her dad?

“It’s still under renovation; one less day won’t hurt as long as someone’s watching over it!” Jiang Bo said with a wave of his hand.

Jiang Luoluo was about to say more, but then Li Ying came over and pulled her daughter away to go shopping.

Since the father-in-law had spoken and his wife was pulled away by her mother, Chu Mingcheng obediently took the fishing rod, got into the car, and accompanied his father-in-law to fish properly.

He had assumed they were headed to West Lake given that he always carried his fishing license with him, ready to buy a ticket at any time.

Instead, Jiang Bo drove all the way to the banks of the Qiantang River.

Before even getting out of the car, Chu Mingcheng had noticed the rows of large sea rods lining the river’s stone railings–an impressive number of people had come to fish!

And many of them had around ten big sea rods each; were they here to stock up?

Jiang Bo found a parking spot, and Chu Mingcheng took the initiative to unload the fishing rods and tackle box; they then found an empty spot together.

“Ah Cheng, get the fishing line and hook ready. Uncle has a secret bait mix recipe here. Today you just wait to haul them in continuously!”

“It seems I’m destined to bring a few buckets of fish home today.”

Chu Mingcheng nodded, smiling and flattered, making Jiang Bo beam with pleasure.

Clearly, since the last time they fished at West Lake, he had successfully joined the ranks of Fishing Man.

Now as he mixed his secret bait, his technique was decidedly proficient.

In just a short while, Jiang Bo’s secret bait was ready.

He threw three batches at his own fishing spot and then threw three more batches two meters away, and now in over half an hour, they could start fishing.

With so many people nearby fishing, it had likely attracted quite a few fish; their spot was also not far away, so they didn’t need to wait an hour like usual.

Chu Mingcheng quickly got the fishing rods ready; they were fishing with single rods and single hooks, clearly just for recreational fishing.

Only ten or so minutes had passed since they baited the spots when the two casually strolled around to check on others’ catches.

They first came to a row of sea rods, where Jiang Bo leaned over to look into the bucket and saw that it was filled with Seven-star Sea Bass, each weighing about two to three pounds, more than half a bucket full.

“Wow, so many Sea Basses today?”

“Lucky, lucky, I don’t know why but there are so many Sea Basses today.” The Fishing Man with a row of sea rods had a smiling face, obviously very pleased with today’s catch.

Sea Bass fetched a good price, there were at least twenty pounds here, worth several hundred dollars.

Chu Mingcheng looked at these Sea Basses somewhat surprised as he had only fished Seven-star Sea Bass in the ocean before; he hadn’t expected Qiantang River to have so many as well.

However, whether in saltwater or freshwater, Seven-star Sea Bass could survive, so their migration to the Qiantang River wasn’t surprising.

Especially in April and May, these Seven-star Sea Bass would spawn in schools in freshwater rivers, making them very easy to catch as they would bite almost as soon as the hook was dropped.

In April and May, some major rivers would also take advantage of this to enforce fishing bans to protect these spawning fish.

Then, they went to check out other people’s catches; not all were Sea Basses, there were also Lianyong, grass carp, and others.

When the time was about right, the two returned to their own fishing spot, baited their hooks with a secret concoction, and began fishing.

Today, Chu Mingcheng hadn’t specifically used any external help; he was just accompanying his father-in-law, and it didn’t matter whether he caught any fish or not.

However, regular aquatic enhancements were all passive.

Although Chu Mingcheng had always been after premium seafood, he often encountered Sea Bass, so his level had unwittingly reached eleven.

It was just that he fished less for freshwater fish like Lianyong, grass carp, and Qing fish, so their levels were not high.

No sooner had the fishing rod been lowered into the water than within ten seconds, the tip twitched from a fish nibbling the bait, and then it began to bend; he had a catch.

Jiang Bo was astonished, “Already?”

“Lucky, lucky!” Chu Mingcheng hurriedly set the hook, laughing.

“That’s right, if it weren’t for good luck, catching such rare and expensive seafood would be impossible.” Jiang Bo strongly agreed with this statement.

Jiang Bo had learned about many of Chu Mingcheng’s experiences from their conversations with Jiang Luoluo.

And after he started fishing himself and had days without a catch, he realized just how lucky his son-in-law was.

In his view, there was some metaphysics in fishing.

Some people were naturally lucky and could catch fish wherever they went, like his soon-to-be son-in-law.

Some people were naturally unlucky; others caught fish continuously, while they ended up catching nothing…

Although he had grown accustomed to not catching anything, having someone beside him who consistently caught fish still made Jiang Bo’s eyes turn green with envy, and he became anxious.

They were using the same bait, and the spot was only two meters apart; why was there no movement on his rod while the neighbor had already caught three Sea Basses?

Chu Mingcheng felt a bit awkward now, having caught three Sea Basses within five minutes–an impressive efficiency–but the one beside him was his father-in-law!

So he decisively offered, “Uncle, how about we switch spots? It seems like the fish are really biting over here.”

Jiang Bo was startled and looked visibly tempted.

However, since Chu Mingcheng was his prospective son-in-law, he felt a bit embarrassed, “This … maybe there will be a bite on my side soon.”

Seeing this, Chu Mingcheng promptly reeled in his fishing rod.

“I’ve caught three sizable fish here, and my hands are a bit sore. I need to rest for a bit. Since the fish are biting well here, it’d be a waste not to make use of it, so Uncle, why don’t you take over for a bit?”

“That’s true, we can’t waste a good bite. You rest for a bit.”

Since his son-in-law was so considerate, Jiang Bo didn’t want to let him down.

He quickly changed spots with a calm face, rebaited his hook, and waited quietly.

He began to look forward to catching his first fish of the day.