There's no way we can pass up such a delicious meal delivered right to our doorstep.
Since there are so many, don't blame us!
Qing'er, go tell Guan Chang and the others to come fishing too!
Hearing this, Xiao Qing ran towards the cabin where the Yan Yun Cavalry stayed.
Soon, the fishing gear brought along for the sea voyage were all moved out.
These were prepared by Fang Er to pass the time. Since they were on the ship, fishing was undoubtedly a great form of entertainment.
There were only ten fishing rods in total. Fang Er decided not to fish anymore; it was too strenuous.
Damn it, this one just now required him to hold on so the fish wouldn't get away, but not to use too much force, otherwise, the bamboo rod and hemp rope might break.
As Yan Yun Qi stepped up to take over, Fang Er flexed his wrist, had someone bring a short knife, cut open the tail of the tuna, and then hung it up to bleed.
Well, he learned this from a certain app.
Thanks to the almighty certain app, Master Fang Er has learned so much knowledge!
After draining all the blood, he took a knife, peeled off the skin, and took a small piece of flesh from the fish's belly to put into his mouth.
After just a slight chew, hmm?
As expected, this thing has its value!
There was no fishy smell at all; it was tender and delicious.
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Fang Er was so stunned he froze.
This scene, in his previous life, he had only seen in movies, and that was with special effects!
*Crack!*
A crisp sound came from the side of the ship.
Fang Er turned and saw Zhang De looking dejected, still muttering curses.
Damn it! This rod isn't strong enough, it broke before I even exerted any force!
That fish down there weighs at least a hundred pounds!
Alright. Fang Er wasn't surprised at all that this guy broke the fishing rod.
Guan Chang and the others, however, were successively reeling in their fish.
Another nine fish were brought onto the ship.
Out of the ten fishing rods, excluding the one Zhang De broke, Huang Sheng and Lu Shuang's fishing lines got tangled together. Although they managed to pull the fish up, they couldn't continue fishing.
Cheng Chu Mo and Yu Chi Bao Lin looked at the second fish they had pulled up, flexed their wrists, and handed the rods to others.
They walked towards Fang Er.
Hey? Big Brother, why didn't you call me for fish?
Cheng Chu Mo looked wronged.
Yu Chi Bao Lin, disliking unnecessary talk, picked up a slice of fish Li Bao Ju had cut and popped it into his mouth.
Li Bao Ju, being very quick-witted, went to handle the other fish.
After all ten fishing rods were rendered useless, there were over forty tuna on the ship. Moreover, it seemed there were still quite a few large fish below the ship.
It was just that the fishing rods were too poor to reel them in.
However, Fang Er was already very satisfied. There was no ice cabin on the ship, and he couldn't preserve too many fish.
After having someone use a small boat to deliver two tuna each to Chai Shao and Yu Chi Jing De, a great tuna feast began on the Zhen Yuan.
Cheng Chu Mo lay on the deck, rubbing his bulging stomach.
Big Brother, with so many fish in the sea, how about we catch fish and sell them back in Chang'an?
Before Fang Er could speak, Yu Chi Bao Lin retorted.
Are you an idiot! It's so far, they'll stink by the time they reach Chang'an!
Fang Er thought about it. This suggestion was feasible!
Once we find the silver mine, we'll set up a fishing team to catch fish and sell them!
If fresh isn't possible, we'll process them into dried fish or canned fish.
Pack the steamed fish into earthenware jars, seal them while hot, and transport them to Chang'an; that should be fine.
Upon hearing Fang Er's words, Cheng Chu Mo immediately looked smugly at Yu Chi Bao Lin.
Are you an idiot! Big Brother hadn't even spoken, and you already said it wouldn't work.
After criticizing him, he looked at Fang Er obsequiously.
Heh heh, Big Brother, this idea was brought up by your brother. Don't forget to include your brother in making money later.
Alright! You'll get a share. Fine, I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep.
With that, Fang Er patted his butt, got up, and headed towards the cabin.
Chai Yue and the other two had already finished eating and returned.
Seeing Fang Er enter, Xiao Qing asked, "Young Master, how much longer until we reach our destination?"
Fang Er rubbed her head: "What, are you bored on the ship?"
Xiao Qing shook her head and said, "Xiao Qing is fine, but Madam has been on the ship all day, and her feet are a bit swollen."
Hearing this, Fang Er looked towards Chai Yue.
Chai Yue, however, said, "My Lord, Yue'er is fine. Don't listen to Xiao Qing's nonsense."
Fang Er didn't believe her. He walked over and pushed Chai Yue onto a chair.
Ah! My Lord, what are you doing?