As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 508 - Chapter 508: Chapter 328: Giant Anglerfish_2

Chapter 508: Chapter 328: Giant Anglerfish_2

Last time he encountered longfin tuna, it made Chu Mingcheng realize the efficiency of spearfishing. Today, encountering the same situation, he definitely wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

The only trouble was that there was no one nearby to help throw the bait, but luckily, his strength compensated for this.

After all, he could steadily hold this solid spear that weighed fifty-six pounds with just one hand.

Spearfishing is actually one of the recreational activities of some tuna hunters abroad; this method is even more niche than fishing, but it’s genuinely interesting.

They would stand on the boat’s flybridge and aim at the target fish before throwing the spear.

The accuracy definitely couldn’t match fishing, but it was safer and more relaxing.

Of course, their spears were also heavy, but they weighed at most a few pounds, nothing compared to the one Chu Mingcheng was using.

Holding the spear, he first scattered some Antarctic shrimp bait that defrosted quickly to retain the spearfish.

After waiting a little while for the mackerel to defrost, he poured the mackerel into a bucket, hung the bucket on the handrail by the door, and started throwing the fish one by one.

In just a short while, many big-eyed gold spearfish had gathered beside the boat to snatch the food.

Chu Mingcheng, with his right hand, raised the spear, ready to strike when a more than two-meter-long big-eyed gold spearfish swam up to the surface and swallowed the bait. He decisively threw the spear in his hand.

The spear wasn’t thrown quickly, but it pierced through the gills of the gold spearfish, leaving a clearly visible small hole.

Not just the gold spearfish, even a killer whale couldn’t withstand this spear.

Additionally, the spear, weighing over fifty pounds, was heavy enough that when Chu Mingcheng pulled on the rope at the end of the spear with both hands, the injured gold spearfish couldn’t move at all; it struggled only slightly for two or three minutes before he dragged it aboard.

He then continued to throw two big handfuls of Antarctic shrimp before starting to process the spearfish on the deck.

Bleeding and removing the innards took a little while before the spearfish was moved into the cold storage.

“That was so easy!” In less than ten minutes, he had handled one fish, which was more pleasant than fishing. Chu Mingcheng mused, moving more skillfully in his hunt for spearfish.

The fishing was so good that Chu Mingcheng lost track of how many times he lifted the spear until the cold storage was completely full to the point where he had to stack the fish before he snapped back from his busyness.

At that moment, he also felt hungry.

Looking at his watch, it was already four in the afternoon–no wonder he was so hungry.

After counting the spearfish in the cold storage, Chu Mingcheng took a sharp breath–twenty-six big-eyed gold spearfish, each over two meters long. That was a serious haul!

In theory, the space in the cold storage could hold thirty spearfish of about two meters each.

However, the corner was stacked with boxes of bait, coral fish, and deep sea fish, which took up some space, so these twenty-six big-eyed gold spearfish had already filled all the available space.

But the coldest temperature the storage could reach was minus fifty Celsius, and theoretically, with the super-low temperature mode hardening the fish, he could continue stacking the fish on top.

Chu Mingcheng thought about it; having all big-eyed gold spearfish seemed not too suitable, and he felt it might be better to catch some different types of spearfish.

So, he adjusted the temperature of the cold storage to its lowest setting before going to take a shower.

Having washed away all the sweat, he also felt much less tired.

He had been practically non-stop all afternoon, and added to that the fifty-six-pound spear, no matter how fit one was, it was tiring.

Of course, with Chu Mingcheng now having a physical condition that had surpassed human peak, it was just a bit of tiredness.

Upon reaching the deck, he retrieved the five groupers he had caught the night before with a lure.

Two red groupers and three flower ghost spots, altogether weighing over three pounds.

He didn’t take the fish inside but directly cleaned the scales off on the deck.

When it came to cleaning fish, Chu Mingcheng hated nothing more than scaling; in the kitchen, it easily flung scales everywhere.

Just when he thought he’d cleaned it well, in the blink of an eye, there were scales everywhere again.

On the deck, it was different; no matter how far the scales flew, a hose-down made it spotless.

Once the scales were removed and washed off, Chu Mingcheng took the fish back to the kitchen to remove the innards.

The belly of the grouper was a delicacy, but unfortunately, the fish was too small and the belly too thin to be of any culinary value.

He threw all the innards away, planning to eat just the meat today.

For such fresh and small groupers, Chu Mingcheng didn’t plan anything complex–just one steamed dish and one fish soup would be OK!

He first took out a red grouper and a flower ghost spot, made a few slices on their bodies, placed two slices of ginger on them, then put them in a pot of boiling water to steam.

Then, he filleted the remaining three groupers, slicing the flesh, and cutting the belly meat and bones into chunks.

For the fish soup, the bones needed to be fried first to taste more delicious.

Guo Le then poured oil…

The bones and fish head were fried until golden on both sides, then a little 1990 Pinot Noir was added.

Indeed, Chu Mingcheng had deliberately kept a small bottle of red wine for use as cooking wine.

Rather than drinking it directly, he always thought that the 1990 Pinot Noir had more potential as a cooking wine.

What Chu Mingcheng didn’t know was that his father, Mr. Chu, when he saw the large bottle of wine, the first thought in his mind was how wasteful it would be to drink it–

Who would be so extravagant as to use it just for cooking wine, it’s better to use it slowly as such.

As the red wine poured into the pot, it immediately sizzled.

At that moment, a rich aroma of red wine wafted up; Chu Mingcheng took a light sniff and instantly appeared somewhat intoxicated.

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