Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 42 Today's fish has a problem

"Hey, studying is a lot, please take care of me!" Zhang Yang said haha, keeping a low profile as always.

"It's still a few hours before Laiyu, what are you going to do for fun? There are poker cards in Lao Diao's house, why don't you just throw away three cards?" Qian Wenbo looked at his phone and suggested first.

The three pieces Qian Wenbo mentioned are the Zhajinhua that is played in many places in the north. Generally, the bottom of two yuan and three yuan is capped at fifteen or twenty yuan, and the winning or losing of kung fu in an afternoon is only a few hundred yuan. Little gambling is the kind of pastime.

Zhang Yang hated playing with money, and shook his head directly to express that he would not, but Lao Zhao and Wang Jun were very interested after hearing it, and they hit it off immediately, and they got up and went to Diao Changhe's board room to play cards.

A few hours before Laiyu, Zhang Yang got into Lao Zhao's car when he was fine, put the seat down, and lay down in it to take a nap to recharge his batteries.

A few hours passed quickly, and more fishermen rushed to the fishing ground.

Fishing friends who came one after another found Zhang Yang, and handed in the fishing fees to ten people, and the golden flower in the prefab room also came to an end.

In the end, Zhang Yang was a little surprised. Lao Zhao had surprisingly high card luck today. In a few hours, he won more than 300 yuan from Qian Wenbo. There were too many people coming to fish, and he couldn't continue playing cards, so he had to disband on the spot. .

"Fuck! It's a bad day today! It's a little bit worse every time, and if you catch a good card, you won't live a few times!" Qian Wenbo felt a little uncomfortable after losing money, and he was cursing with his companions with emotion.

Zhang Yang took a few bottles of mineral water from the car and handed them to Old Zhao, grinning and asked, "I'm lucky, did you win?"

Old Zhao curled his lips: "Only he still played with me for a few moments. When I was killing all directions in the Commodity City, he was still playing with urine mud! Don't care about the fish catch today, there is a small barbecue tonight! "

"Haha, Lao Zhao is right. Qian Wenbo's poker skills are so poor for a player who trembles when he touches two kings!" Wang Jun laughed and agreed with Lao Zhao's evaluation very much.

After staying for more than ten minutes, the aquatic product truck that delivered the fish drove to the fishing ground again.

It was still Diao Changhe who called everyone to help release the fish, but after seeing the fish this time, Zhang Yang frowned slightly.

The species of fish is still the healthy carp released in the previous two games, but the state of the fish this time is significantly different from the previous two games.

People who don't know how to do it may not be able to see it, but they can't hide it from Zhang Yang's eyes.

The size of the fish's fur is fine, but the bottom of the belly of some fish has an obviously abnormal blush!

There are many reasons for this situation, most of which are problems in the transportation process.

Generally, it is more common that there are too many fish in the live fish tank, which exceeds the approved capacity, or the fish in the bottom tank are pressurized, and the oxygen supply is insufficient.

If this kind of fish has mild symptoms, it can be opened in the pond, but in most cases, the opening time will be affected and obviously delayed.

A fish in a high-quality state will start looking for food within half an hour at most, and this kind of fish may wait several hours or even longer before opening its mouth.What's more serious, I couldn't even speak that day.

After discovering this situation, Zhang Yang did not bring it up in person, but after the fish release was over, he dragged Lao Zhao and Wang Jun to a secluded place.

"What's the matter, Xiao Zhang?"

"I judge that today's fish will not speak well! The bottom of the belly is red!" Zhang Yang said.

"What? I didn't see the red one just now? You can't see it wrong, right?"

"It's not wrong, the first two baskets are the fish from the top, and the red belly is almost the same, and the latter baskets basically have this situation!"

"Shall we speak? Then what shall we do?" Wang Jun continued to ask.

Zhang Yang sorted out his thoughts a bit: "There must be an impact! I just don't know how big the impact will be! At least it will be delayed, and at worst it will affect today's fish production!
If there is a problem with the fish, don’t use too much bait in the early stage. No matter how fast the frequency is, you can’t attract many fish. Keep the rhythm steady, and slow down the frequency after grabbing a few active fish!

Pay attention to the messages on your mobile phone, when the fish speaks, I will send a message to remind you! "

"Okay!" Hearing this news, the interest of the two who had planned to explode later was immediately dispelled.

After Zhang Yang shared the general situation, the three returned to their fishing positions to make preparations before starting fishing. Today, there are 30 less people fishing, and many of them have new faces.

As soon as Zhang Yang sat in his fishing box, Qian Wenbo next to him turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yang's pole: "Hey, let me tell you, Master Zhang, what brand of pole do you use? Why haven't I seen this style before! "

Zhang Yang shook his head: "It's a worthless material rod without a brand! It's just enough!"

"I'm also the owner of a fishing tackle shop anyway, so I just use this pole? Doesn't suit your identity? You have to buy a few corrugated carps or speed fights to make sense!"

"We also want to use a good pole. Isn't it because we don't have the strength! It can't compare with money!"

"Look at how I am? I just bought it last month, and it was given to me by a friend. It's 4300 yuan off!"

Qian Wenbo shook the [-]-meter-[-]-speed bucket in his hand, that kind of superior temperament just hit his face.

"Very good, the pole is beautiful!"

Zhang Yang's calm and perfunctory behavior has already begun to regret choosing to be next to Qian Wenbo. This guy has a strong sense of superiority when fishing.

At 06:30, Diao Changhe said hello and started fishing!

After Zhang Yang started fishing, he was still the same old routine. The lead belt nest, the four-ball egg-sized nest was brought to the nest, and then the frequency was lowered, and the triangle gun was fired at a leisurely pace.

In fact, Qian Wenbo is also a careful person. After he found out that he was next to Zhang Yang, he also had the idea of ​​​​surreptitious observation.

But after watching for a while, he gave up.

Apart from Zhang Yang being a little more skilled at baiting, there is nothing else to look at. The frequency is not the frequency, and the details are not found. Hurry up before throwing the pole. In less than half an hour, he started to be lazy and play with his phone. .

There were people fishing on the south bank, and there were eight or nine people in the middle of the north bank and the northeast corner, but no one saw any movement.

Anyone who knows fishing knows that the fish with fish news is easy to catch, even if it is not the action of eating the hook, it can give fishermen a lot of useful information.

When I go out to fish, what I fear the most is squatting there, floating life and death without any movement, and the fish's head will be covered after a round of fishing.

Most people on the north bank are in this state now, the fish situation is not good, and the floats in the dens have no communication with people.

There are no fish in Zhang Yang's nest, but this state is within his expectations, and it seems that the desire to catch a refreshing burst of fish today seems to be enough.

It's over before it even started. This describes the state of tonight. Zhang Yang almost spent the first two hours in a daze chatting with the QQ group.

Every once in a while, he looked up to observe the overall situation of the fishing ground.

It lasted until after nine o'clock, and it had been three hours since the fishing started. There were no more than five fish in the whole pit, and they were all old fish caught with long poles.

At the beginning, no one caught the two baskets of fish without red bellies, needless to say, neither of them opened their mouths!
From this, Zhang Yang judged that the chances of carp opening his mouth in the first half of the night today were slim, and it should be enough.

(End of this chapter)