Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 271 How similar is the plot
Zhang Yang smiled calmly after hearing Qian Wenjun's provocation.

"You can pinch the fish, but it's not very convenient now. We just came to Sunny Bay to try fishing today, and we haven't figured out the fish situation and the taste of the bait! In this situation, isn't it taking advantage of me?"

"Then what do you want?"

When Qian Wenjun heard Zhang Yang let go, he was already eagerly looking forward to it.

At this moment, his thoughts were simple, as long as Zhang Yang dared to raise conditions, he would dare to accept them. As a local householder, he still had some confidence.

Zhang Yang pretended to think for a few seconds, then frowned and said, "My brothers and the others still have missions, so it's impossible for them to accompany you to catch fish. Otherwise, let's each have a person to compete with each other! Let's not take advantage of anyone else, use public bait!"

"Public bait?"

Hearing this request, Qian Wenjun was slightly taken aback, hesitating in his heart.

Their small local group pinches fish in Sunny Bay, and they can say that they have a deep understanding of the fish situation, taste type, and bait status here.One of the reasons why he dared to shout so loudly was the very mature bait formula in his hand.

If you use public bait, no matter whose bait you use, these inherent advantages will be greatly reduced.

"Why? Don't you dare? If you don't dare, forget it, anyway, the competition will be tomorrow, so it's not too late!"

Zhang Yang responded with a very provocative look, deliberately provoking the opponent.

"Dare, why don't you dare! Public bait is public bait! I'll play with you!"

Qian Wenjun was still young and had no city mansion, so he was aroused by Zhang Yang's few words.

"So bold! Tell me, what are you betting on?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"If you want to play, play bigger, how about a Huazi?"

"Okay, let's take a Hua Zi, soft and Chinese! Let's take the bait!" Zhang Yang added with a smile.

"it is good!"

……

The two groups of people, in this tense atmosphere, quickly reached an agreement to pinch the fish.

The bet is a piece of Huazi. It is said that this thing is known. It is a hard currency. It doesn't matter whether you draw it yourself or give it away.

Taking this opportunity, you can also try to test the "quality" of the opponent's bait.

Kill two birds with one stone!
Soon, Qian Wenjun got busy, opened the bait in front of everyone, and brought out a bait for small crucian carp.

This bait is mainly thick fishy, ​​and a small amount of state bait is added with a very large proportion of red tail green, and at the same time, there is a little bit of the aroma of pig's mother's milk in the taste.

After Zhang Yang got his share of public bait, he briefly played with it in his hand, then tentatively opened it with both hands to see the condition of the thread, and had a rough judgment in his heart.

The overall idea of ​​bait matching is consistent with Zhang Yang's expectation, but the shrimp bait made by Zhang Yang is fresher and of higher quality.

In addition, Qian Wenjun's bait opening technique is not very clever, the water ratio is slightly worse, and the public bait has not been opened to the ideal state.

With just this little detail, Zhang Yang has a preliminary judgment on the opponent's level.

A bottle of less than half a bottle is dangling, and the basic skills are not solid enough, so it is not a difficult opponent.

"Tsk tsk, the taste of this bait is pretty good! But I'm a little bit in trouble with the texture, adding some water to adjust it a little bit, isn't it a problem?" Zhang Yang asked directly in front of the other party.

"You can only add water, you can't add small medicines indiscriminately!"

"can!"

With the approval of the other party, Zhang Yang nodded and swung his arms round to drop the bait into the bait opening pot.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the bait that was originally gathered into a ball fell directly into the shape of a cow dung cake at a huge speed.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the people around him, Zhang Yang casually flicked his right hand onto the bait with some water on it.

Afterwards, I saw the fingers of Zhang Yang's right hand close together to form a palm, and his fingertips kept pawing and pulling on the cow dung cake-shaped bait in a small area.

Soon, the cake-shaped bait was pulled apart by Zhang Yang's nimble fingers.

Zhang Yang glanced at the bait, dipped his hand in some water again, and pulled it in the same direction again. Feeling that the state was almost adjusted, he gathered the bait into a ball again and glanced at it with satisfaction.

Compared with the appearance of the bait ball when it was first obtained, the bait ball adjusted by Zhang Yang seems to have no obvious changes, but Zhang Yang knows that this difference in water ratio determines the state of the bait ball after it is pulled out and enters the water , and this difference in status is enough to make publicity win.

Seeing Zhang Yang adjusting the bait in such an exaggerated and serious manner, several young fishermen behind Qian Wenjun showed disdain.

One of the guys didn't even suppress his voice, and commented in public: "Fuck! Playing tricks, isn't it a virtue before and after this adjustment!"

"I think so too! Masters from outside like to play tricks!"

Zhang Yang glanced over the faces of the other people, remembering their faces in his heart, but there was still a smile on his mouth.

"Killing pigs and stabbing asses, everyone has their own way of killing! I'm fine here, how about you, Master Qian? Let's start when we're ready! One game every four to 10 minutes? I'm in a hurry!"

"Okay, then let's start! You are coming from outside, let's choose a seat first!" Qian Wenjun said pretending to be open.

Zhang Yang pointed to the position where his fishing box was placed: "I will choose first, then I will not move the place! There are vacancies on the left and right sides, you can do whatever you want!"

Qian Wenjun was also polite, and sat on the right side of Zhang Yang.

The two fiddled with the pre-match preparations, set the alarm clock, and soon started pinching fish!

The whistle sounded, and the two hooked the bait at the same time, and with a flick of their wrists, they threw it into the den in front of them.

After Zhang Yang’s bait ball was simply adjusted to the water ratio and kneaded and pulled, the state of the bait pulled out was obviously more solid. On the other hand, Qian Wenjun’s bait was much fluffier and weaker. When the actual fishing began, the gap was huge Visible to the naked eye.

For the current fish situation in Pit No. [-], there is no need to throw the pole in the early stage to lure fish in the nest. The second pole starts, and the float starts to feed when the float turns over and goes down.

Zhang Yang is very experienced in catching this kind of fish. The bait is in the right state and the catch is a little more stable, which can guarantee a certain success rate.

Every time there is a floating action of seeking bait, Zhang Yang will not pick up the rod to stab the fish at the first time, but deliberately take a bite, and wait for a short hover or a small bite for the second pause, then Zhang Yang lifts the rod to stab the fish , the hit rate is good.

It was just a trial fishing of a few fish, and Zhang Yang knew that the bait of the other party was effective in actual combat.

Looking at Qian Wenjun next to him, he was staring at the buoy in front of him very intently at this moment, and he seemed to be in a fighting state, with no other distractions.

It is also fishing with public bait, the exit action of Qian Wenjun's float is obviously different from Zhang Yang's. The bait on the hook is relatively weak, and the rough part absorbs water and falls off faster after entering the water, and when it turns over to the bottom The water layer, the residue on the hook will be much smaller.

Seeing this, some people may think that it is not a good thing to have a small residue, and it is easier to enter.

It is true that the entrance is easy if the residue is small, but the exit movement of the float is not so clear. This difference is determined by the bait swallowing power of the fish.

The more porcelain the bait is, the more obvious the negative pressure will be when the fish swallow it, and the floating appearance will be clearer.

It is reflected in the floating exit, that is, Zhang Yang's hit rate will exceed [-]% as long as he catches a continuous slam or a second sip.

On the other hand, Qian Wenjun next door, the details of the buoy's exit are not so clear, and the next movement is sticky and not crisp, which has caused certain details to affect the selection of mouth sticklebacks.The success rate is significantly reduced.

If we compare the performances of the two sides based on data, Zhang Yang can basically catch six to seven fish and occasionally catch a double-tailed fish through planned selection and release of the same ten throws.

On the other hand, Qian Wenjun can catch five to six fish at most, and the success rate of fish selection is obviously much lower.

Qian Wenjun, who focuses all his attention on fishing, may not be aware of this gap, but his mentality is very stable. He watches all directions and listens to publicity in all directions, but he is focused on observing the movement next door.

Before the game, Zhang Yang didn't want to win the opponent simply and neatly. In contrast, Zhang Yang preferred to play the trick of an old cat playing with a mouse.

The opponent's level is only so low, Zhang Yang can easily control the rhythm of pinching fish and even the difference in mantissa between the two sides, just play slowly.

It is just an illusion of bad luck to give the opponent a bet to win. If the opponent loses his head, there will be another game!

Zhang Yang wouldn't make things difficult for Huazi, and he wouldn't be soft-handed if he could make a fool of himself.

In this delicate state of mind and the current situation of pinching fish, Zhang Yang and Qian Wenjun have one for you and one for me, and it seems that you are chasing each other and biting the score very tightly.

From throwing the first shot, it continued until the end of the timer.

The 10-minute alarm clock rang, and Zhang Yang calmly put the fishing rod on the pole and raised his head.

"The mouth of the fish is good! Master Qian's bait tastes very overbearing!" Zhang Yang said deliberately flatteringly.

"That's right! In terms of bait, I can at least rank in the top five in Sunny Bay!" Qian Wenjun said in a very high-profile manner after hearing Zhang Yang's compliment.

"Let's count the numbers, I feel like I'm a little slower than you! It's a bit stressful to pinch fish with a master like you!" Zhang Yang deliberately showed weakness, and continued to play tricks on the opponent.

Soon, Qian Wenjun lifted his fish guards out of the water and counted them one by one.

In four and 10 minutes, Qian Wenjun caught 87 fish, which is well worth over a hundred per hour.

"87 tails! It's your turn!" Qian Wenjun looked up at Zhang Yang after counting his catch.

Zhang Yang also lifted the fish guard out of the water, took the fish guard to the bottom, and poured the fish into the basin.

It was another check, and soon passed the 80 mark.

"85, 86, 87, 88,... oh, I'm sorry, I have 88 fish! Let's give in!"

After the mantissa was counted, Zhang Yang had one more fish than the other party, and immediately pretended to be relieved and bowed his hands in humility.

"Whoa! Only one fish is missing!!"

After Qian Wenjun and his companions counted Zhang Yang's mantissa, they couldn't help complaining.

The gap between the mantissas of one and a half shows that the strength of the two people is between the same. Whoever wins and loses in this kind of achievement, theoretically speaking, purely depends on the fishermen's performance, plus a little bit of luck.

"Master Qian, I've finished pinching the fish. Look, is this bet going to be cashed out?" Zhang Yang asked, rubbing his hands with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Fuck! How can I not admit it? Qiangqiang, go to the board room and get a piece of soft China!"

Qian Wenjun greeted his companion behind him, and the other party immediately walked towards the canteen in the fishing ground.

Soon, a piece of soft Zhonghua was bought, and Qian Wenjun handed it to Zhang Yang.

"Thank you, Master Qian, for releasing the water! Come on, Xiaofan, Liu Zi, let's have a good time! In this big China, you guys are usually not willing to spend!"

Zhang Yang tore open the outer packaging of the cigarettes in public, and distributed them to Meng Fan and his sixth son Wang Yan on the spot.

Seeing Zhang Yang sharing cigarettes in public, the group behind Qian Wenjun immediately felt offended.

The corners of Qian Wenjun's eyes twitched unconsciously a few times, feeling a little unconvinced in his heart.

A little bit, I was just a little bit!

If there is no empty gun in the last shot, it will be a tie. If you catch one or two more fish in front, you will be the one who divides the smoke now!

Qian Wenjun was actually not satisfied with his fish-picking performance just now, there were a lot of small mistakes in the middle, if he played better, it would be no problem to catch ten or eight more fish.

It was this kind of mentality that made Qian Wenjun a little confused about himself. He gritted his teeth and continued: "I lost to you just now. I didn't warm up and I made a mistake in the operation. Do you dare to pinch it again? The bet is still one Huazi!"

Hearing that Qian Wenjun wanted to continue pinching fish, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly relaxed, the other party took the bait!
Damn, this plot is so similar, the play of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just to get him is really tried and tested!
Regardless of whether the opponent is a master or a small player with two knives, in a seemingly evenly matched state on the scene, they all have this kind of confidence that they will definitely win!

"What? Master Qian still wants to win Huazi back? It's agreed that we'll just pinch it!" Zhang Yang said with a bit of reluctance, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Rules are dead, but people are alive! Just say how dare you? Although I lost a fish to you, I don't accept it!" Qian Wenjun said with blank eyes.

"Okay, then reluctantly pinch it again! It's still the old rules and the stakes are high!"

Zhang Yang twitched a little, and "reluctantly" accepted the challenge of pinching the fish in the second game after the atmosphere was set in place.

Soon, the two sides changed fishing positions, and the second game started again!

After the first round of warm-up, Zhang Yang has already thoroughly sorted out the habit of the small crucian carp in the No. [-] pond eating bait slipperyly. It is very easy to choose a mouth by throwing the pole. Under his conscious control of the rhythm of the fish, the mantissa score has been biting the opponent. tight.

About 10 minutes into the second match, a guy with dark circles sauntered into the crowd of spectators behind Qian Wenjun.

The person who came was none other than Xiao Wei, a well-recognized master in the local competitive circle in Wacheng, who was also the strongest reinforcement Qian Wenjun found after placing an extra bet in this match.

Where is the gap between a master and a rookie?To put it bluntly, the gap is all-round from technology to vision to understanding of fishing.

So many people onlookers didn't see any clues, but this Xiao Wei had just arrived, and after staring at the two people who were pinching fish on the field for a few minutes, his brows frowned.

This fisherman from City W is not simple. He can obviously widen the gap in catches faster, but he consciously controls the rhythm.

This is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

(End of this chapter)