"Jina, this space ring is for you, return it to me next time we meet." Elizabeth directly handed the space ring to Jina, and at the same time taught her how to open the ring.

"Thank you." Gina carefully put the ring on her hand and looked at Elizabeth and said gratefully.

"Goodbye." Jina looked around at the people on the wooden boat, waved her hand, and a fish jumped into the water, revealing a colorful fish tail, diving quickly towards the depths of the ocean, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Alright, let's go into vacation mode." McGonagall looked at the crowd and smiled, taking out the sea fishing tools that had been prepared long ago from the box, which were all ready-made from the system.

Although there is no shortage of masters on the boat who can catch fish out of thin air, fishing is a process.

Teach the women how to hook, how to throw the rod, and then how to bask in the warm winter sun and enjoy the process of fishing.

"Oops! Anna, your line is entangled in mine! ”

"Phyllis, can you move your fishing rod? It feels like the two of us are going to get tangled up in the lines. ”

"My rod was thrown out together......"

The first time she fished, McGonagall was so sick that she could only act as a firefighter, taking care of throwing everyone's rods into position, so that they only had to wait for the fish to take the bait, and then they could return to their places and sit down.

Amy sat next to McGonagall with a small purple fishing rod standing in front of her.

The ugly duckling crouched beside her, glanced at her secretly, and then cautiously reached out to the side of the shrimp that was used as bait, and the sharp little claws were already exposed.

"Ugly duckling! Don't steal shrimp and shrimp! Otherwise, I'll take you fishing! Amy lowered her head and said with a serious face.

"Meow."

The ugly duckling's half-stretched little paw suddenly withdrew its nails, and it was changed to gently touch the prawn's head, and then obediently took it back.

A smile appeared on McGonagall's lips, it was a waste not to tame the beast with this talent.

Sea fishing is an art, probably because of the big shark before, and McGonagall waited an hour for no fish to catch the bait.

McGonagall looked around, except for Elizabeth, who was still staring at the fishing rod, and everyone else had fallen asleep in the warm sunlight on the comfortable chaise longue, including the ugly duckling holding a shrimp.

"Should we change places?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow, wondering if she needed to change her fishing spot, when her rod suddenly bent downward, and the bell rang loudly.

"Hooked!"

Almost at the same time, everyone on the boat opened their eyes and reached for the fishing rod in front of them.

"With me." McGonagall gripped the rod, which had been bent like a longbow, and judging by the force of the rod, it should have been a big one, bigger than any fish he had ever caught before.

There was a noticeable shaking of the wooden boat, and the fish began to circle around the wooden boat, making a mess of the fishing line.

But the women were not dismayed, but all of them came to the edge of the boat with great interest, and for more than an hour it was the first fish to be hooked, and looked down at the water, wondering what McGonagall had caught.

The fish was not small, but McGonagall seemed to be unhurried.

You must know that he now has a seventh-level strength, and standing on the ship, his strength will not be discounted.

And when buying a fishing rod, the system has made a commitment, fishing rods, hooks, and fishing lines, with a warranty of 10,000 catties.

After letting the big guy swim for a while, McGonagall began to slowly reel in the line.

Anyway, there is no shortage of strength, and there is no need to think about whether the hook and fishing line will break.

"Come on, Father! Come on! Amy clenched her little fist and cheered on Anna's side, her little face full of adoration.

With little Lori cheering up, McGonagall was naturally even more energetic, the fishing line was almost closed, and she grabbed the fishing rod with both hands and waved it upward.

A large fish with blue markings was thrown out of the water and landed on the wooden boat with a click, and the whole wooden boat shook with it.

This big fish is more than two meters long, weighs more than two hundred catties, the blue markinged scales shine dazzlingly in the sun, and there is a faint golden light on the surface of the body.

"A mutated grouper variety?" McGonagall looked at the fish with some surprise, it seemed that it was still a first-level magical beast, but after landing on the shore, it seemed that she had lost her dream, and opened her mouth, but she didn't even try to struggle.

"Wow! What a big fish! Amy exclaimed in surprise and pounced on it.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling's eyes were green, and he pounced on it, and suddenly pressed the tail of the big fish.

At this moment, a fierce light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the big fish, and the body of the fish bent as if it wanted to shoot the ugly duckling away.

"Bang!"

Before it could move, an oar slapped it on the head, knocking it out with a blow.

The crowd who were about to start looked at Yabei Mia, who was holding the oars.

"Am I going a little too hard?" Yabei Mia was a little embarrassed to withdraw the oar in her hand and stuck out her tongue, "It's the first time I've seen such a big fish, I'm a little nervous." ”

"Mia, well done, leave it to me next." McGonagall stepped forward with a kitchen knife and began to kill the fish.

Although it is not known what kind of fish it is, from the appearance, it should be some kind of grouper.

It's not that he hasn't seen a two-hundred-pound grouper, but it's indeed the first time he has caught it by himself, and it's also a first-class magical beast, which naturally looks even more rare, so he can't help but be a little curious about the meat quality of this big fish.

Since there is fish, grilled fish is naturally indispensable.

It's just that the fish is too big, so you can only take one section and grill it.

In addition, McGonagall took a piece of fresh fish and cut two plates of sashimi, the fresh fish was pink with beautiful white wavy lines, cut into long strips, and looked quite tempting.

After a little more time of grilling the fish, McGonagall beckoned the ladies to come and taste the sashimi first.

"Father, how can you eat fish if it's not cooked?" Amy looked at the sashimi and asked with some confusion.

The crowd also looked at McGonagall with some puzzlement, they had never eaten raw food in the restaurant, and every time McGonagall would cook the ingredients into delicious dishes.

"It's a marine fish with very few parasites on it, so it's okay to eat sashimi in moderation." McGonagall picks up a slice of sashimi with chopsticks and puts it on a plate, then takes some wasabi and puts it on top of the fillet, folds the fillet, covers the wasabi, dips it in soy sauce, picks it up and feeds it to her mouth.

When you chew it, the deliciousness of the fish, the aroma of soy sauce, and the spiciness of wasabi bloom in your mouth at the same time.

It seems that the taste buds are blooming with it!