The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 181 - 132: Three Rods Together, Big Delivery Arrives! (Please Subscribe)

The ocean surface was still very calm.

The radio had reported in advance about the Eagles' plane falling into the sea, but it was just a minor incident.

That incident would happen in a few days, not now.

Thinking too much now is useless, better to focus on fishing.

How to catch a fish was the matter at hand for him now.

After Xiao Pang and others finished eating the cutlassfish, they cleaned up the dining area and returned to fishing.

But today, apart from Old Ye having some luck, there was no sign of fish biting at Fang Hao and Xiao Pang's rods.

It was as if the fish were deliberately avoiding them.

Soon... Old Ye caught another fish.

It was the Tuna they had been longing for!

It was caught by Old Ye.

"Tuna!"

"Bro Hao, this is a Tuna, we finally caught one!"

My eyes aren't deceiving me, I saw it, can you not shout so loudly? It feels like I caught it myself.

Fang Hao really wanted to retort.

When the fish was pulled out of the water, Xiao Pang was more excited than anyone.

Their goal for this fishing trip was to catch Tuna.

Now they finally caught one.

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This qi fortune directly made Fang Hao feel envious, seeing the other party reeling in the fish, he was truly jealous.

Quite the eye sore.

When will such fortune come my way?

The Tuna they caught was a yellowfin tuna, weighing about sixty pounds or so; though not very large, it was still a significant catch for this fishing trip.

Not to mention sixty pounds, even if it was just ten pounds!

Fang Hao wanted to catch a fish too.

But now, he still had a record of zero fish.

"I'll do the gaffing."

Xiao Pang volunteered to help with a gaff to hook the Tuna that had been pulled out of the water.

Without much effort, the Tuna was quickly pulled from the sea and soon stopped struggling after flailing on the deck for a while.

They hurriedly processed the Tuna, first bleeding it.

Otherwise, if delayed, the taste of the Tuna might change.

Because of the different water pressures, deep-sea fish face large pressures at the seabed. When they are pulled up, they move from high-pressure to low-pressure environments.

Normally, fish migrate vertically in free movement, but it is slow, allowing their bodies time to adapt. But when hooked, their transition from deep to shallow waters is very quick, nearly immediate. Their swim bladders can burst due to the change in pressure, leading to death.

The Tuna quickly dies out of water due to lack of oxygen, and once dead, the blood not only in the gills but also inside the body affects its texture and quality since Tuna is commonly used for sashimi.

Therefore, the fishing of Tuna is usually followed by immediate bleeding.

Actually, bleeding is a skillful process where one usually takes a sharp knife and cuts down hard on the edge underneath the gill covers near the belly, which allows blood to gush out immediately.

This is because, before the fish dies, cutting this spot severs the connection between the gills and the body's blood vessels. The gills still instinctively pump blood into the body, and the body in reverse, but the blood flows out from the cut. Then someone usually washes it quickly with a hose.

After bleeding, the fish is preserved in low temperature.

This keeps the flesh fresh, retaining its delicious taste for later use as sashimi without spoiling.

After all, a sea outing isn't a short trip back, and if not preserved well, the fish would be spoiled by the time they return.

Then the effort to catch the fish would have been in vain.

While the freshly caught Tuna was still not dead, they hurried to process it properly.

After processing, Old Ye took a photo holding the fish.

However, Old Ye catching a Tuna did give Fang Hao some confidence.

Regardless of who caught the fish, their group had finally caught a Tuna.

At least it meant there were Tuna in this area of the sea, not entirely empty.

Having fish is good, there might be a chance to catch more later.

"666, another fish on."

"Looks like Old Ye got today's Qi Fortune."

"Yesterday was Abs Bro, today is Old Ye, maybe tomorrow…"

"Captain: Yes, it's me!"

"Hahaha."

"You guys are nuts."

"The host is about to cry, if he doesn't catch a fish soon."

After Old Ye caught a fish, Fang Hao again became the subject of teasing.

"Hehe, but I just love seeing the host frustrate over not catching fish."

"Feels good."

The less Fang Hao caught, the happier they were.

It seemed this wasn't Fang Hao's live broadcast, but rather a gathering place for haters.

"Hehe, you guys know nothing, the real expert always makes a final show."

"Just you wait and see, I must catch a fish today to show you all."

Fang Hao felt like he was grinding his teeth hard.

But still, he stubbornly spoke.

He couldn't believe it!

He won't end up empty-handed today.

"I believe."

"I believe too."

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Facing his viewers' sarcastic comments, Fang Hao held back his anger and continued to calmly fish.