92: Tuna schools again

With two 'plop, plop' sounds, the bait hit the water, one after another.

Yang Qi saw more than a dozen Tuna of various sizes following behind the Yellowfin Tuna that had just turned around.

A few of them looked different from the Yellowfin Tuna, more like Albacore Tuna.

"Bai Xue, throw out the frozen bait, there's more over here!" Yang Qi turned and shouted towards Bai Xue.

"Okay! Throwing bait, got it!" Bai Xue heard him and immediately replied, then rushed towards Yang Qi.

Mother Yang also followed closely to help.

The two worked in perfect harmony, one chopping fish and the other scattering bait.

"Fish on!"

Yang Qi clearly felt his fishing rod suddenly jerk downwards.

He gripped the rod tightly with both hands, taking several steps to his left, trying to get as far away from Yang Dad as possible.

"On!" Yang Dad also hooked a big fish.

Yang Qi saw that both of their fish were Yellowfin Tuna, each weighing around 100 catties.

"Bai Xue, a Tuna school has arrived. You and Mother Yang go watch those electric reels and try to catch a few more."

Yang Qi said to Bai Xue.

Upon hearing about another Tuna school, the two immediately became excited.

They exchanged a look and, with unspoken understanding, walked towards the electric reels without looking back.

Yang Qi was now quite adept at catching Tuna weighing around a hundred catties, handling them with ease.

Without much effort, he reeled the Tuna to the boat in about twenty minutes.

He looped a rope around its tail, then used a gaff to pierce the Tuna's head.

Using the crane, he lifted it onto the deck and skillfully bled the Tuna to remove lactic acid.

Just as he finished, Yang Dad's Tuna was also pulled out of the water.

Yang Qi repeated the same process.

"Son, you go fishing. I'll handle this from now on!"

Yang Dad realized his son had real skill.

So he decided to assist, allowing Yang Qi to focus entirely on fishing.

"Okay! Dad, take your time! Don't get tired. Mother Yang seems to have a fish on too, hehehe!"

Because enough chum had been thrown in earlier, these greedy Tuna were still lingering in the joy of feeding.

They hadn't noticed that some companions had disappeared, or rather, as long as they had food, they simply didn't care about their companions.

Perhaps they were even more relieved that there were fewer companions, meaning more food for themselves.

At this moment, two Yellowfin Tuna simultaneously spotted a larger piece of food ahead.

One of them, with a slight advantage, won and swallowed the bait in one gulp.

Before it could express the excitement of victory, it felt a sharp pain in its mouth.

It tried to shake its head to get free, but only felt more and more pain.

The moment the Tuna bit the hook, Yang Qi's muscles reacted instinctively, and he set the hook.

Yang Qi battled the 140-150 catty Tuna for about thirty minutes until it was belly-up, slowly being pulled to the side of the boat.

Yang Dad, waiting nearby, deftly tied a knot around the fish's tail.

He grabbed a gaff, plunged it firmly into the Tuna's head, pulled over the crane, and smoothly hoisted the Tuna onto the deck.

He then grabbed a knife from a small box and, with a few swift slashes, bled the Tuna to remove lactic acid.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and clean, leaving Yang Qi stunned.

"Awesome, awesome! Dad, how are your practical skills so amazing! You've only seen it a few times and you're already so proficient!"

Yang Qi was genuinely impressed by Yang Dad's practical skills.

He lit a cigarette for Yang Dad and followed up with some flattery.

"It's a small matter, not like building an atomic bomb!"

Yang Dad, with the cigarette in his mouth, leaned back slightly, his head tilted up at a 35-degree angle, looking like a master.

Yang Qi grinned.

"Come here! The big fish is about to come out of the water!" Mother Yang called for Yang Dad to help.

Yang Qi rebaited his hook and cast it into the sea.

He inserted the fishing rod into the rod holder, then took out the remaining Blue Mackerel from his tackle box and threw them whole into the sea.

The effect was significant; as these Blue Mackerel entered the water, some Tuna that were preparing to leave turned their heads and gathered around again.

Soon, Yang Qi hooked another fish.

His third fish was still a Yellowfin Tuna, weighing around 150 catties.

At this time, the Tuna caught on the electric reel was also hoisted onto the deck.

Yang Dad was bleeding the fish to remove lactic acid.

The few Tuna caught earlier had already been bled.

Yang Dad, with Mother Yang, pushed a small cart and took these fish into the freezer.

"Dad, the fish school should still be there, you fish for a little longer." Yang Qi said to Yang Dad.

"Alright, watch me catch another one." Yang Dad was also excited to hear this and began to prepare his fishing gear.

Another Tuna, weighing around 150 catties, was pulled out of the water by Yang Qi in about thirty minutes.

By this time, Yang Dad had already hooked a fish.

According to Yang Qi's observation, the fish Yang Dad hooked was a Bigeye Tuna weighing about 170-180 catties.

It had a round body, large eyes, and its body color was a purplish-blue with a silver-white belly.

Yang Qi skillfully hoisted the Tuna onto the deck, bled it, and removed lactic acid.

He then ran to Bai Xue's side to help hoist the fish onto the deck.

Bai Xue indicated that she could bleed the Tuna herself.

"Yang Qi, you go fishing! I can bleed the fish myself."

Bai Xue was also afraid of missing the fleeting fishing opportunity for Tuna.

Due to their body structure, Tuna need to swim continuously, otherwise, they will suffocate.

Therefore, even when feeding, they do not stop.

They usually feed while swimming at high speed.

Thus, when encountering a Tuna school, the fishing time is usually relatively short.

Unless, like Yang Qi earlier, bait is continuously cast in advance during fishing.

Only then will the Tuna turn back to look for food.

Most people don't have X-ray vision and don't know the underwater situation, so they can't do this.

Yang Qi again put a Blue Mackerel on the hook and cast it forcefully.

He reeled in gently to create the impression of a small fish swimming erratically, attracting the Tuna's attention.

The Bigeye Tuna in Yang Dad's hands had also gone through its first burst of strength and was now being pulled in erratically.

After these few Tuna fishing trips, Yang Dad had skillfully mastered the technique.

Yang Qi felt that in twenty minutes at most, that Bigeye Tuna would be pulled out of the water.

As the fishing rod in his hand jerked, Yang Qi knew his fourth Tuna was on the hook.

"It's not that big! Only seventy or eighty catties." Yang Qi now somewhat looked down on Tuna of this size.

"Forget it! Better than nothing!"

Yang Qi pulled the Tuna out of the water before Yang Dad.

After bleeding the fish and removing lactic acid, he picked up the gaff and stood by the side of the boat, helping Yang Dad hoist the Bigeye Tuna onto the deck.

Yang Dad looked at this fish, whose appearance and size were different from a Yellowfin Tuna, and asked Yang Qi:

"Son, why does this fish look different from a Yellowfin Tuna! Is it a different species!"