A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 737 Crimson Fish

"Are you the supplier who bought the iridium reel and the magic bait?" Willy immediately remembered the fishing gear that Leon had repaid immediately after returning from a trip.

"Well, is there anything you need me to bring for you? For example, this same reel set?" Leon asked.

"No, the one I have now is enough to catch most of the fish in Stardew Valley." Willy waved his hand. To be honest, he was quite tempted by the iridium fishing reel, but he couldn't bear the price.

"Okay." Leon noticed some confusion and reluctance in Willy's eyes, but he didn't try to persuade him much. He probably guessed Willy's concerns.

Willy really likes it. Leon can definitely buy one more for Willy as a gift. Although Willy's birthday has passed, there is still the Winter Star Feast. This thing is actually Christmas, which is a major holiday. It is reasonable to give the Winter Star Feast gift to relatives and friends.

It was only 5000G of spending. By that time, Lyon decided that he should not be short of such a small amount of money. However, there was no rush to find a purchasing agent. After all, even for the upcoming Trout Competition, there was still a month and a half to prepare.
Let's try fishing for the crimson fish with Willy first. After that, it won't be too late to look for Krobus in the evening.

At that time, I can go to Guts's place and bring Krobus some dinner or something. After all, no one would go to someone's house empty-handed to ask for help.

After Willy finished talking about this matter, he stopped talking about business and the atmosphere of the conversation returned to daily casual chat.

During this time, Leon and Willy also caught something. Willy caught a flounder and a halibut, while Leon caught two tilapia in a row.

"We can take today's catch to Gus's place to process and cook it into a sumptuous dinner. Leon, how about a drink together tonight?" Willy suggested as he saw that Leon had caught a red snapper this time.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to cook tonight." Leon accepted Willy's suggestion reluctantly. After all, Abigail was not at home recently, so it would be much easier for him to solve the problem of eating by himself.

"Okay, then call Lewis and we'll be good together."

Halfway through his words, Willy's reel started spinning frantically. By the time Willy reacted, the fishing line had already been released about 30 meters.

"Big guy?" Leon stared at the hook at the end of the fishing line. He didn't see any splashes, but when he saw Willy start to lock the damper and struggle with the biting fish with a look of difficulty, he asked, "If you can't hold on any longer, tell me and I'll give you a hand."

"Okay, but there's something wrong with this fish, Leon. I think I might have been blessed by a mermaid. This feeling is very familiar. I think I might have been hooked by a crimson fish." Willy's eyes widened at this moment, and he was fully focused on the game with the hooked fish, and he didn't forget to show off to Leon.

"Then you have to hold on to it and don't let it run away." Although Leon was envious, he was still very happy for Willy. He had also experienced the process of fishing for the King Fish, which was really exciting. The cunning and energy of the fish, which was different from that of ordinary fish, was definitely a difficult experience for anglers.

But this is just like when you play the boss in Soul Travel Card. Although it is very exciting when you die, the sense of accomplishment when the boss falls is really great.

As for whether Willy's reel in the crimson fish meant he might never catch this summer kingfish again, Leon wasn't worried at all. After all, Willy had already caught one, and now it was favored by him again. It was clear that kingfish in real life weren't unique like in games. If he didn't have a chance this time, he'd have the same chance next time. It was just a matter of time. When it came to fishing, patience was key.

So after seeing that his fishing float did not move, Leon kept an eye on Willy's condition, ready to lend a hand when he was exhausted. If an ordinary fish got off the hook, it would be a pity at most, but if the king fish couldn't hold on and was dragged away with the rod, Willy would probably dream of this scene while sleeping soundly at night and would wake up suddenly, and then slap his thigh until it turned blue.

Ten minutes later, Willy's reel was almost at the bottom, and Willy was not in good condition. He was sweating profusely and his breathing became heavy. The fishing rod that was previously tucked under his arm was pulled out unknowingly. Now Willy could only barely hold the end of the rod, and under the pull of the crimson fish, he gradually began to move towards the edge of the dock.

"Leon, you come on, I can't take it anymore." Although he still wanted to hold on, Willy compromised because he felt his arms were so numb that he couldn't move them.

Rather than asking Leon for help, he would rather not be dragged into the sea by the crimson fish. That would not only embarrass him, but he would also lose his fishing rod.

"I'm here to help you."

Lyon, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Willy's fishing rod. The moment he took the rod, Lyon felt the impact from the end of the fishing line. At this moment, Lyon felt like he was leading a out-of-control husky.

But it's just an ordinary Husky, not a gifted son of the wilderness like Dahuang, so the pressure is not that great for Leon.

And after Willy's struggle, the crimson fish over there seemed to be at the end of its strength, and the pulling feeling transmitted back gradually weakened, so Leon did not hesitate and started to reel in the line directly.

When half of the line was retracted, the fish over there made another effort to escape. Lyon didn't tolerate it at all. He locked the damper directly and started to pull out.

Willy, watching his fishing rod being stretched into a bow, wiped the sweat from his forehead and reminded him, "Leon, although this is also an iridium fishing rod, my line is made of ordinary material. Take it easy."

"Don't worry, I can feel that it can't hold on any longer and is just struggling to survive." As the rod holder at this moment, Lyon knows the condition of the fish in the water best. Compared with before, the crimson fish is obviously much weaker now.

Three minutes later, when the fishing rod began to gradually return to its slightly bent state, Lyon quickly turned the reel to reel in all the released fishing line. Finally, a bright crimson fat fish was dragged out of the sea, weakly swinging its tail fin as wide as a folding fan, and was dragged onto the dock by Lyon.

The first moment he got ashore, Leon grabbed the crimson fish's gills and completely held it in his hands, cutting off its last chance of escape.

"Crimsonfish (fish): It lives in the deep sea but prefers to spawn in the warm summer months. Cooking it might give you some interesting boosts."

(End of this chapter)