Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 130

From hearing the sound to turning his head, it took about a second or two. The size of the fish was not clearly visible, but the splash was very obvious.

"I'll wipe it, the big fish will turn over the water!" Han Qiang greeted.

Zhang Yang glanced at it and said in a deep voice, "A big fish over ten catties!"

"Didn't Boss Luo say that there are not many big fish? You can still see big fish turning over!" Wang Yan said with a slight frown.

"Who knows, there used to be big fish in the canal. I heard that it hasn't been done here for decades, and there were fish in it!"

It's very common to encounter big fish turning flowers by the water, and everyone didn't take it seriously, just chatted a few words and let it go.

A group of people strolled around the shore to remember the area distribution of the approximate number of fishing positions, and soon returned to the same way and rushed back to the hotel.

Tomorrow morning there will be a competition, today everyone is very quiet and did not run around, went downstairs to have dinner together in the evening, and went back to the residence early to rest.

At five o'clock the next morning, the alarm clock Zhang Yang had ordered rang.

According to the rules and regulations of the competition, the official competition will start at 08:30. It takes about half an hour to drive from the hotel to the competition field, so there is relatively plenty of time.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is actually no need to set the alarm clock so early.

But who is Zhang Yang?

The 1000-person fishing competition, plus the staff of each division, is at least a thousand or more, and there is a high possibility of traffic jams on the road, so Zhang Yang got up early and rushed to the competition.

After getting up and washing his face, Zhang Yang greeted everyone from room to room, had a simple breakfast, and rushed to the fishing ground before six o'clock.

In the early morning, this point is not the peak time for work, so there are not many pedestrians on the road. In less than half an hour's drive, two cars drove to the parking area outside the fishing ground.

Good guy, when I came to sign in yesterday, there were no people here alone, but today is different. A long distance away, starting at the intersection of the turning canal, brightly colored flags are planted along the way, and there are already many participating fishermen Come here early.

They came early, and the parking spaces near the small square in the lottery gathering area were not yet full. The two cars found a place to park, and everyone got out of the car and looked around.

"It's ok, there are a lot of staff wearing vests, it looks like that!" Han Qiang looked around and expressed his feelings.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Wang Yan lowered his voice and said, "Look at five o'clock, there's a pretty girl!"

Hearing that there was a beautiful woman watching, everyone turned their heads and looked over at the same time. Not to mention, a beautiful little beauty, wearing a volunteer vest, was directing the parking.

Zhang Yang couldn't help curling his lips and jokingly complained: "The fish is not very good, but the eyes are quite good!"

Wang Yan said with some embarrassment: "That is, what rank or role you Yan Ge is in society, no matter where you go, within a radius of ten miles, big girls and young wives, I can report the measurements with a glance, and the accuracy rate is 100% .”

Seeing that Wang Yan's social arrogance is about to strike again, Zhou Chu, who got off the car and said nothing, frowned and gave Wang Yan a sideways look: "Be safe, except for the captain who is young and has no girlfriend, and you are the only bachelor in our team. Who doesn't know who!"

Wang Yan was exposed, and touched his nose irritably: "Fuck! Master, you..."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Bragging and farting belonged to bragging and farting, and the preparations that should be done before the game still had to be done. There was still more than an hour before the lottery, Zhang Yang took out a large plastic basin from the back of the van, and began to prepare the bait in advance.

According to the fish species information asked before, Zhang Yang is still quite looking forward to the first morning game.

The main target fish species are placed on the carp with the highest stocking density, so the bait is mainly small yellow noodles plus small medicine four gentlemen.
For three hours of fishing, four catties of loose cannons were opened in advance, and a handful of light bran was taken out of the loose cannons, and the bait was kneaded into soft sticky bait that was neither soft nor hard.

Except for Xiao Yi who was in charge of filming and did not sign up, the other four had the same bait configuration as Zhang Yang.

Anyway, the broad-spectrum of small yellow noodles is also good. Except for carp, other freshwater fish species can be caught.

After opening the bait and making preparations before the game, it was past seven o'clock before we knew it.

Sure enough, as Zhang Yang expected, with the short-term concentration of people arriving, a certain amount of congestion appeared in the area outside the distant intersection. Many fishermen who came late were blocked there and moved forward at a slow speed, and the car horn sounded into one piece.

However, it has organized several competitions anyway, and the organizers have arranged many volunteers to direct the vehicles at the intersection, but there is no situation where it is difficult to move an inch.

Just as Zhang Yang and the others were waiting for the lottery to enter, Luo Dapeng and a few local fishing friends rushed to the small square where they gathered.

"Mr. Zhang, did you come early enough? You almost blocked the road!" Luo Dapeng patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and greeted him with a smile.

"I was thinking about the game, and I couldn't sleep in the morning, so I yelled at me! It's okay to be early, it's just a while!" Zhang Yang grinned harmlessly, and answered casually.

"Is the bait open?" Luo Dapeng continued to ask.

"Come on, four little yellow-faced gentlemen, loose guns and rub bait! Each person prepared four catties, I don't know if it is enough!" Zhang Yang said truthfully.

"Where are the bottom nests? It is allowed to play bottom nests here!" Luo Dapeng asked after listening.

"There's no need for Diwo, if the frequency is raised, it should work!" Zhang Yang frowned slightly when he heard Luo Dapeng's mention of Diwo.

If Luo Dapeng was not his agent but just a stranger, Zhang Yang wouldn't think too much about it.

After all, fishing does not make nests and catches not many. The proverb has been passed down for many years.The cognition of fishing and making nests is deeply ingrained in the hearts of fishermen.

But Luo Dapeng himself was a fishing gear shop owner and a fishing expert. He sold so many small yellow noodles in the shop, so he should have a new understanding of fishing farmed fish and making nests.

Zhang Yang was a little surprised that the matter of Diwo was mentioned again from the other party's mouth.

"Uh, yes! The frequency is the same!" Luo Dapeng seemed to realize that something was wrong with what he said, touched his nose, and went back to make up for it.

In fact, Luo Dapeng didn't deliberately mislead Zhang Yang, but this guy was used to doing business.

In the local area, although the small yellow noodle loose gun fishing method is also promoted, many junior fishermen who consume in Luo Dapeng shop still use the small yellow noodle as the bottom nest. The reason is also very simple, the amount of nesting is more There are a lot of sales in the store, and part of the sales come from this way.

"You guys are busy first, let's open the bait ahead of time!" Luo Dapeng said hello, and left with the fishing box on his back.

When Luo Dapeng was far away, Wang Yan curled his lips and muttered: "Drinking tea and chatting in Lao Luo's shop, listening to what he said, he should be a master. A few words will show timidity. Fishing with small yellow noodles is even more difficult." What kind of fishing method is making a bottom nest!"

Zhou Chu glanced at Wang Yan: "That's not good! There is no fixed method to use flexibly. Maybe the fish in this canal just know the bottom. Don't think about it!"

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After a while, the time came to [-]:[-], and the big horn at the assembly point sounded.

"Attention all participating fishermen, please go to different lottery areas to draw lots for fishing positions according to the number of the admission card! All participating fishermen..."

The loudspeaker was repeated several times in a row. Many fishermen picked up their entry queues and glanced at the numbers on them. The crowd in the waiting area still moved.

Zhang Yang also glanced at the serial number, and said, "I am number 233, lottery box number four, what's your number?"

"I'm 234!"

"I'm 232!"

Several people signed up together, so the numbers are next to each other, and they all draw lots in the same lottery box, which saves running around.

Everyone strolled towards the lottery box, and soon formed a long queue.

There are a total of ten lottery boxes set up in the entire competition venue, and the lottery tickets for the competition are uniformly printed and produced, similar to scratch-off games.

After Zhang Yang drew lots, he showed his entry card, grabbed a lottery ticket from the box, and scratched it in front of the staff, revealing the seat number inside.

No. 27, District 15!
The advantage of seeing the venue in advance was reflected. Seeing the number in District 27, Zhang Yang knew that he was sitting on the east bank for the first game, in the area south of the small bridge.At least fishing in the morning will not be affected by direct sunlight.

Wang Yan: "I am No. 13 in District 17!"

Han Qiang: "I am District 15, No. 8!"

Zhou Chu: "I am District 25, No. 11!"

Although it is a lottery drawn from a box, the seat numbers are completely randomly distributed.

From the point of view of division, two people are on the east bank and two people are on the west bank. It is not clear that the location is good for the time being.

For a canal fishing competition in such a long area, at least the first results will come out, so that everyone will have a preliminary understanding of the fish situation in the approximate location.

Before entering the market, Zhang Yang reminded: "Everyone doesn't know the fish situation in the first game, so you should be more flexible when you enter the market. If the fishing is not going well, the neighbors and the opposite side can provide us with a lot of useful information about the fish situation. When the situation is not right, hurry up and make adjustments!"

"Don't worry! It's just a river fishing competition. Not all the participants are masters. I also saw many people fishing with fishing chairs!" Han Qiang was full of confidence and did not show any signs of stage fright.

"Okay, let's go! They're starting to enter!" Zhou Chu pointed to the distance, the entrance that was originally closed has been opened, and fishermen with fishing boxes and equipment on their backs entered the venue in an orderly manner. own fishing position.

"Go!" Zhang Yang greeted, and walked towards the nearest entrance with the fishing box on his back and his equipment.

After walking for about 5 minutes, Zhang Yang came to the small bridge, crossed the bridge to the east bank, walked south for a while, and soon found the numbered position of the lottery.

Putting down the fishing box and looking around, Zhang Yang found that his fishing area was quite inconspicuous.

If you have to pick out some advantages or only one disadvantage, it is a bit close to the small bridge, and I don’t know if so many people rushing from the bridge will affect the fish in the water.

For such a large-scale fishing competition, the rules are relatively loose, and Zhang Yang, who entered the field, quickly made preparations before the competition.

Adjusting the drift, finding the bottom, Zhang Yang adjusted the drift used today in a few minutes. Before the start of the game, he was not allowed to bring bait into the water, so Zhang Yang hung a piece of lead skin on the bottom hook and kept throwing.

When fishing in completely unfamiliar waters, finding the water depth and detecting the general underwater terrain is a must-do procedure for a qualified fisherman. Zhang Yang roughly cast more than a dozen shots, and quickly gained a preliminary understanding of the underwater situation.

With a fishing rod of [-] meters, the water level is about [-] meters, and the water level is about [-] meters. I have tried all the fishing spots in the front, back, left, and right. The bottom of the water is relatively flat, and there are basically no obvious ups and downs.

In this canal channel, in the area extending from the edge to the center of the river, there is a slope of less than three and a half meters. The slope is relatively gentle, and Zhang Yang roughly found out the junction area between the slope and the bottom surface by throwing a pole.

Looking at the competition as a whole, the so-called river fishing competition, in Zhang Yang’s eyes, is actually like a super-sized mixed-culture black pit. The fishing positions are relatively regular, and there are no sundries hanging on the bottom of the water. The judgment is not bad.

After a few more minutes, the fishing positions on the left and right began to fill up one after another.

Zhang Yang also quietly observed for a while, and found that what Han Qiang said before entering the arena was not bad. The old man who took the Maza competition.

Seeing this, many people may complain, is sitting in a fishing box superior to others?In other words, sitting on a Maza and a fishing chair is someone who can't fish?
Whether you can fish or not cannot be generalized, but in terms of equipment alone, there are still certain differences between the two.

Fishers who sit on fishing chairs are generally more inclined to wild fishing and leisure, while those who sit on fishing boxes are more likely to play competitive and black pits.

When fishing in a fishing box, in addition to the bottles and cans of bait that can be stored in the box, the position of the accessories also determines the fishing posture of the fisherman.

The pole position of the fishing chair is lower, and the posture of the fisherman is somewhat affected. In professional table fishing competitions, no one sits on the fishing chair.

After observing patiently for a while, Zhang Yang's neighbors on the left and right were also in place.

Both of them sat in the fishing box, which made Zhang Yang a little disappointed, and the idea of ​​sitting next to the old man Maza to earn some cheap money was wasted.

With the gradual arrival of fishermen, the movement of the fishing ground gradually became quieter, and many staff members wearing volunteer vests or referee badges gradually arrived.

At this time, Zhang Yang discovered an interesting thing. The beautiful young lady volunteer whom everyone met just after getting out of the car in the morning was actually in charge of District 27 where Zhang Yang was located.

Zhang Yang is not a good man and a believer. There are beautiful women who don't look at it for nothing. Anyway, they are bored, so they secretly observe.

Looking closely, this girl is at least 170 tall, wearing a pair of light-colored skinny jeans and a pair of white shoes, which perfectly outlines the shape of her slender legs.

The long black ponytail sticks out from the gap behind the hat, coupled with a face without makeup, even wearing a fat volunteer vest on the upper body, it is still difficult to conceal the proud figure.

According to Zhang Yang's aesthetic standards, a top-quality girl with at least 90 points has a sense of sight of a milk tea sister.

(End of this chapter)