Go back to the past to be the fishing king

20 Octopus off the bottom
"Come here at this point, are you going to go fishing at night?"

Hou Xiaojun lit a cigarette, turned his head and glanced back, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Wang Jun and Zhang Yang standing behind him, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

"How do you feel about the fish situation tonight? Is it worth the shot?" Lao Zhao continued to ask for useful information.

"It's hard to say, but there are not many fish caught today. I should be No.1 in the pit crown by now! There are less than ten fish in total! There are so many fishing friends today, and Boss Diao has to clean up!"

"How much did you put?" Wang Jun couldn't help but asked.

"Five big baskets of fish, weighed about [-] catties! Xiao Liang helped release them yesterday! They were fishing, but no fish came out!
These fish are a bit big, more than three and a half catties, the water temperature is high and the air pressure is low, and the mouth is slow! "

"The mouth of the fish is not good, you still catch five, it's ok, you're good at technique!" Zhao Bingguang praised with a smile.

"Running is almost as much as fishing. What skills are you talking about! In terms of skills, you must be incomparable with your old Zhao! I came here after five o'clock in the morning, and picked up Xiaoliang's nest last night! By 05:30 When the time comes, I guess I'll have enough to eat!"

Needless to say, although Hou Xiaojun was a little narrow-minded, he was quite pertinent in exchanging fish information with Lao Zhao. At least it was not useless to talk nonsense, and he could also ask for a lot of useful information.

While Lao Zhao was chatting with each other, Zhang Yang kept looking around in the pond. The pit had at least four or five acres of land, and there were a few big willow trees near the southeast corner, and there were mobile prefab houses under the trees.

Today’s fishing friends all chose the south bank, which is better to watch the drift. They fish during the day, with their backs facing the sun, and fishermen are more comfortable with umbrellas.

However, judging from the direction of the fishing ground, the south bank side is obviously not the best choice. The water surface near the shore is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no wind at all.

On the other side near the north shore, the water surface was rippled by the breeze.From the perspective of dissolved oxygen, the fish here will be more comfortable!
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Yang didn't say a word, but he had a preliminary judgment on the general situation of the pond.

Lao Zhao chatted with Hou Xiaojun for a while, and after smoking a cigarette, the three of them moved away, and stayed next to other fishermen for a while. The information they got was basically the same.

When the three got into the car, Old Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to ask, "Go back to get the equipment, come to steal the donkey tonight? There shouldn't be many fish in the pond!"

Wang Jun nodded: "The pole is on your car, I can do whatever I want!"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I don't think it's good tonight. If you have to play, why don't you come over early tomorrow morning?"

"Huh? Tomorrow?"

Zhang Yang said: "The fish is off the bottom. The fish that Hou Xiaojun ran was anchored by the ups and downs! Another fishing friend surnamed Sun also ran a fish, which looked just like Hou Xiaojun's! After a day in the sun, the mouth of the fish was also wet at night. Not necessarily good!"

Hearing what Zhang Yang said, Old Zhao, who had already made up his mind, hesitated again.

Later, if you fish for stealing donkeys at night, you can pick up Hou Xiaojun's nest, which is more attractive to Lao Zhao, but if it is true that the fish are off the bottom, it will be difficult to catch good fish when fishing at night.

"How do you know the fish is floating?" Wang Jun asked with some doubts.

Zhang Yang grinned: "The floating action is to tilt the black float, they are fishing relatively low, only one and a half eyes, maybe you didn't pay attention!

This kind of mouth is mostly the mouth of rubbing line anchor fish!The strong horse thread (Explanation ①) is dry and broken, if the hook is in the mouth, it should not have so much power! "

Hearing what Zhang Yang said was well-founded, Lao Zhao nodded: "Then let's go back and rest early, and come here to steal the donkey tomorrow morning! What are you going to do, Xiao Zhang? I'll drive you tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Try the donkey stealing first, and I'll start fishing in the evening after the end of the game, and I'll drop my rod again!

The store has just opened, so you can't close the door in the morning. When the store is busy in the morning, at eight o'clock at the latest, I'll buy breakfast and come to you!Play with any of your poles for a while! "

In fact, Lao Zhao wanted to fish and steal donkeys at night, and he also meant to take care of Zhang Yang's tight time to visit the store. After all, there was less business in the store at night, and the fishing effect was small when it was closed. He didn't expect Zhang Yang to have his own ideas.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you! There is still imported raw food in the store, right? Go back and get a pack, and spend money to play in the pole pond, so you can't use cheap bait. The fish in the pond are spoiled by these fishermen. I don't like to eat bait!"

"Then let's go back first! It's so fucking hot, the T-shirt is almost sticking to my body!"

The three of them wandered around the Youfang fishing ground, and then drove back to Zhang Yang's shop. The fan was turned on to the third gear, and they drank a few mouthfuls of herbal tea to relieve the heat. They chatted until the evening. leave.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yang came to the store early to open the door before dawn.

After serving several waves of early fishing friends, Zhang Yang looked at the time. It was [-]:[-] in the morning. Zhang Yang went to the intersection to buy breakfast for Lao Zhao, locked the door and rode his bicycle to the fishing ground.

After stealing donkeys in one day and one night, the number of fishermen who come to play today is obviously much less. From a distance, Zhang Yang saw Lao Zhao sitting on the fishing spot where Hou Xiaojun was yesterday, holding a pole with both hands to fish!
"Okay Brother Zhao, how many are there? I'll copy the fish for you!" Zhang Yang parked his bicycle and strode over, picked up the net and became a fisherman.

"You're right! There weren't many fish out last night. Xiao Wang and I came over this morning and made half a pot of fish. It took less than an hour to get a mouthful. It's the fourth fish now. !"

After hitting several carp in a row, Lao Zhao was obviously a little excited, and the corner of his mouth began to tremble with a cigarette in his mouth.

The underwater fish slipped around twice and slowly surfaced. Zhang Yang held the net and buried it in the water ahead of time. Old Zhao bowed the pole and pulled the fish to the position of the net.

Zhang Yang has a quick eye and a quick hand, copying the net, giving it away, drawing it, and successfully copying the fish!

He is not small, weighing at least four catties, with a chubby body, no missing scales, and very good fur.

"The size is okay, and the fur is also good!" Zhang Yang nodded.

"Fishing for money is so different from going wild fishing in the Wenhe River. It's so enjoyable! I'll give you the pole, and there are still moves in the nest. You should be able to get a few more!!" After Lao Zhao unhooked the fish into the guard, Handed the pole to Zhang Yang's hand.

Zhang Yang hadn't touched the rod for a long time, his addiction could not be suppressed long ago, and he didn't show politeness to Lao Zhao, he took the rod and sat on the fishing box.

"Did you see the chimney in the distance across the way? Just throw the pole at the chimney, and the nest is directly in front of it!" Old Zhao pointed to the location of the nest.

"Okay, I got it!"

Zhang Yang skillfully pinched a ball of black or green bait hooks from the food box, raised his arms slightly, and smoothly threw the fishing group into the water.

With just a glance, Zhang Yang knew that the bait was imported wild food, but the bait was in no condition at all after being opened by Lao Zhao, and it was completely beaten into lumps.

Obviously, the granular shape of the imported starved food was destroyed by excessive kneading when the bait was opened, what a waste!

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Explanation ①Dalima sub-line: the fishhook line tied with the Dilima fishing line. Dilima was originally a brand of braided fishing line, and later extended to the collective name of all nylon braided lines. This fishing line has a strong pulling force, but it will absorb water and swell. It is not suitable for regular table fishing, but it is favored by many low-level fishermen because of its high strength and unbreakable characteristics.

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