My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 202 The Fishing Competition Begins

The next day, Zhou Miao drove back to his hometown and discussed with his father how much gold and silver they still hadn't sold.

After taking stock, it was found that there was not much gold left, only 1,600 grams.

He planned to take one kilogram with him and leave the rest to his father to sell slowly.

There was a lot of silver, a whopping 150 catties.

This is what Zhou Jiguang had left after frantically selling off his silver; otherwise, it would have doubled.

Zhou Miao felt that his father needed to be calmed down for a while, so he simply took 100 jin with him.

Adding the 14 jin from the rented house, he needs to sell 114 jin.

Fortunately, it's fine to sell ten or so pounds of silver at once; the amount of money exchanged for it isn't much, so it's not a big deal.

After bringing all his belongings back to his rented apartment, Zhou Miao rested and recuperated for a good night's rest, preparing for tomorrow's fishing competition.

The next morning, Zhou Miao had just finished eating when Yu Muzhou drove over and picked him up, along with Wang Yong.

The fishing club was unusually lively today, but Lu Xingyu and the others who wanted to watch the excitement could only stay and do business on the fishing rafts and couldn't come over.

Upon arriving at the club's dock, Zhou Miao saw that the dock was cordoned off with safety ropes.

Small groups of people gathered at the pier, seemingly all contestants, while there were not many tourists.

It was only seven in the morning, and it was a fishing competition, so tourists wouldn't pay much attention.

Since Zhou Miao came empty-handed, all fishing gear was provided by the club to ensure fairness in the competition.

After this batch of fishing gear is used up, some will be handed over to the operating boat, and the rest will remain at the club for rental.

Yu Muzhou took the two of them to register and get their contestant numbers.

All three of them had the number 88, which clearly showed that someone was cunning and had deliberately chosen a lucky number for themselves.

At 7:30, the host, club manager, and sponsors appeared on the stage that had been set up.

First, they called "GG" (Gap), then announced the prize money and competition rules. After all, there was a live stream nearby, so "GG" was quite important.

This time, the competition was shortened by five days due to the typhoon.

But the prize money remains the same; the first place winner still receives 500,000.

The second place winner will receive 300,000, and the third place winner will receive 100,000.

The total prize money was one million, with another 100,000 distributed among the fourth to fifteenth place finishers.

The prize money ranges from tens of thousands to several thousand, and teams ranked 15th or lower are all eliminated without receiving any prize money.

But the contestants already knew the prize money and competition rules, and they were all drowsy as they listened, until a group of young ladies came on stage to dance.

Those long, shapely legs instantly energized the group of fishermen who were almost asleep.

Unfortunately, the performance only lasted for two songs, leaving everyone wanting more.

"Brother Zhou, you're not being fair! Why don't you make the most of such a great stage?" Although he already has two beautiful girls at home, Zhou Miao doesn't mind seeing such pretty wildflowers outside, even if it's just for a glance.

A group of young and beautiful girls in their early twenties are sweating it out on stage—who wouldn't love to watch that!

"You're lucky to have anything to watch, and you're complaining about the short time!" Yu Muzhou said with a laugh, annoyed. "If you want to watch, help me get first place, and I'll arrange for you to watch it specially."

"Okay, okay, you said it!" Zhou Miao's eyes lit up. Who wouldn't like these girls who can dance!

At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, a series of sharp whistles suddenly rang out from the dock. It was the sound of a hundred fishing boats sounding their whistles almost at the same time, and the sound carried far.

The tourists on the other side of the fishing raft all looked over with curiosity, but most of them didn't know the specifics. They finally found out from the owner of the fishing raft.

Hearing that a fishing club event was being held in Nanzhen, some tourists who enjoy fishing became quite interested.

Luo Hao was clever; he immediately offered to take them to watch the game and then took the opportunity to extort a sum of money for the boat.

He needed to rent a boat, so the money went into his pocket.

At this moment, the staff at the club's dock began to coordinate, constantly calling out into walkie-talkies to arrange for the fishing boats to set off.

Team One set off first, followed by a series of fishing boats that obeyed commands.

Zhou Miao was number 88, and he was almost at the very end of the line.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long before it was their turn.

Zhou Miao's role this time is the captain, whose main task is to sail the boat to find schools of fish.

If Yu Muzhou has bad luck, he'll have to rely on some luck.

One hundred fishing boats, like a fleet, set sail towards the vast sea in the morning sunlight.

Following that, twenty speedboats also set off; these were the supervising referees, there to prevent the competitors from cheating.

Just then...

"Whoosh...buzz..."

A sudden commotion attracted the attention of many contestants.

Twenty drones took off simultaneously, forming a neat triangular formation, and followed the departing ship before dispersing.

Twenty aerial shots appeared instantly on the huge screen erected at the club entrance.

At that time, the situation of the athletes at sea will be reflected on the screen through aerial photography.

We set off at nine o'clock and arrived at the outer sea at ten o'clock.

Without a second thought, Zhou Miao headed towards the reef and used up all the fish-gathering formation's uses for the day.

Upon reaching the reef, Yu Muzhou, seeing the familiar surroundings, knew what the other man was planning and readily picked up his fishing rod to start fishing.

"Brother Zhou, try bottom fishing first. You can try catching fish weighing over five pounds."

"Okay, I'll give it a try first."

Yu Muzhou gave an OK sign, quickly changed the leader and the jig, and then started tapping the bottom.

In order to comply with the marine management policies of the fisheries administration, this competition adopted the strategy of one rod, one line, and one hook.

All three fishermen on the boat can fish, but they can only use one fishing rod at a time, and only artificial bait is provided; there is no groundbait.

This also reflects that the participants' catch in this fishing competition was destined to be meager.

Bottom tapping is one of the best options and also one of the easiest ways to catch big fish.

Now that he had nothing to do, Zhou Miao simply pulled out a recliner, lay down on it, and started scrolling through his phone.

Wang Yong stood nervously beside Yu Muzhou, holding a landing net and waiting for him to catch the fish.

However, since Zhou Miao doesn't fish, even if the fish-gathering formation is activated, it won't have any bonus effect on Yu Muzhou.

As a result, after more than ten minutes, his hands started to ache, but not a single fish took the bait.

"Ah Miao, are you sure there are fish here?"

"Of course we need one! The fish finder is covered in fish."

"..."

Yu Muzhou remained silent for a moment, not suspecting that he was lying to him, so he understood that it was just bad luck again.

Do we need to borrow a talisman on the first day?

After struggling for three seconds, Yu Muzhou decisively said, "Don't just lie there, quickly lend me some luck."

"Hey, I knew you couldn't do it." Zhou Miao smirked and teased.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to do that girl group dance?"

"Right away!"

"Damn it," Zhou Miao cursed inwardly, suddenly realizing that he was completely under Zhou Miao's control.

But he did like the dancers on stage, especially the one in the center position. She also has a very hot figure, which is exactly the type he likes.

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