The Top Fishing

Lin Yang looked at the already full live fish bucket and asked, "Uncle Victor, I’ve had my fill. Are there any other types of fish nearby? Can we try something different?"

Getting seasick from continuous fishing isn’t an exaggeration at all.

At this point, his initial excitement had turned into boredom—as is typical for fishermen.

Victor, smiling, threw the just-unhooked Yellow croaker back into the sea and said, "Now do you believe what I said?"

"I believe you, it really is thrilling. The Yellow croaker resources around here are incredible; with such high density, why not have a specialized vessel commercially fish here? Yellow croakers are quite valuable in our country. Even if they aren’t in high demand in your country, you could still profit from exporting them."

Victor shook his head, "This is Sahalin, the most challenging area in the Far East Russia. There are only five months suitable for human activities each year. There are hardly any people, infrastructure is weak, and the cost of transporting goods from here to the inland exceeds the value of the goods themselves. Commercial fishing isn’t profitable, which naturally benefits us."

Lin Yang nodded, "Okay, I understand. Are there any other types of fish around here? Yellow croakers are too unchallenging; let’s try something else."

"In the shallow coastal waters, there are mostly Yellow croakers and Blackheads. If you want to fish for other species, I can take you to a farther spot where the water is deeper. You can catch cod and flounder there, but are you sure you want to go? It doesn’t seem like we brought motorized reels. It’s too tiring to reel manually in depths of over a hundred meters—you won’t last long enough to catch many fish."

If it’s deep-sea fishing, manual reeling is indeed very tiring, but Lin Yang didn’t mind; the experience of being out here was more important than the number of fish caught.