Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 505 A guess

Without giving a word, Zhang Yang gently took the fishing rod back and slowly took the fishing group back. After a brief inspection, he found that the activity of the snails on the hook was not bad, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw it into the fishing spot again.

At the same time as he finished throwing the pole, Zhang Yang picked up the nest-making spoon with his right hand and shoveled a few snails to mend the nest with a flick of his wrist.

The buoy turned over normally, and moved down unhurriedly. Suddenly, a small movement of the buoy's eyes slightly tilted to one side appeared, and it quickly returned to its original shape.

Seeing this floating movement, Zhang Yang frowned and thought for a while. After the double hook bait reached the preset fishing target and waited for another minute without opening his mouth, Zhang Yang picked up the fishing rod again.

The operation this time is almost the same as the previous one, the only difference is that the order of making nests and throwing poles has been changed!
This time, I first sprinkled a few snails with a nest-making spoon, and then threw the fishing group into the nest!

I saw the floating image that had entered the water and turned over smoothly. There were still seven or eight eyes on the water surface. Suddenly, there was a huge three-and-a-half-eye stop.

puff puff!

After two exaggerated huge pauses in a row, you can vaguely see the float that has entered the water being dragged away obliquely, and the float on the water surface performs the disappearance technique instantly.

"Black drift, black drift! Hit!!"

Old Wu roared excitedly, and sat upright.

Zhang Yang counted one, two, three silently in his heart, he was half a beat slower, and then stabbed the fish smoothly!

hum!The sound similar to that of a big herring resounded throughout the terrace area again.Zhang Yang quickly lowered his center of gravity the moment he stabbed the big fish, and bowed the fishing rod in a perfect arc.

In the five-plus-four-line group, Zhang Yang had the guts to confront a big fish that weighed dozens of kilograms, let alone the heavy-duty line group of ten plus eight. With force, he firmly grasped the pole.

The scene fell into a brief stalemate. The big fish in the water kept humming the fishing line they were pulling forward, but Zhang Yang hardly made any compromise except for fine-tuning the angle of bowing the pole.

The blood-spitting classic shot of fighting fish with a hand pole reappeared again. After a brief stalemate, the speed of the big fish's force slowed down.

Fortunately, the underwater fish were much more honest than Zhang Yang expected. After the big fish took the bait, the first round of fighting fish that was most likely to fail was resisted by Zhang Yang.

"How is it? Is it big? How's your strength?"

Old Wu also asked repeatedly in the back, and Old Wu also saw the exaggerated mouth-eating action just now. At this moment, Old Wu's eyes were bright, his face was full of anticipation, and he was more excited than himself when he caught a fish.

"The strength is okay, but it doesn't look like a too big individual, it's quite satisfactory!!" Zhang Yang said calmly while bowing the pole.

The next catch also directly confirmed Zhang Yang's judgment. The second herring was slightly larger than the first one, and it weighed 32 pounds when it was stretched to death.

With the excitement of the first fish, everyone was very calm after the second fish landed.

Especially Zhang Yang, after bending down and squatting to glance at the position of the hook in the mouth of the fish, he took off the hook very quickly, for fear of hurting the fish by putting it in the fish guard, he simply put the fish back on the spot in the water.

Zhang Yang wasn't too excited when the second herring came out of the water, but through the sudden adjustment just now, Zhang Yang also gained some key information.

What information do you want to ask?It's very simple, the fish here seem to like to eat the interface close to the bottom.

No matter where he goes fishing, Zhang Yang always analyzes and judges the fish situation and fishing methods and adjusts them in real time. Just now, Zhang Yang sprinkled the snails with a prodigal spoon and then threw the rod, which is very illustrative.

If it is not a coincidence, it means that Zhang Yang has found the correct way to open the herring here.

"What method do you use to feed fish normally here? I didn't see the position of the feeding machine!"

After making a preliminary judgment in Zhang Yang's mind, he asked Old Wu a seemingly casual question.

Old Wu shook the soot and replied: "Hey... how else can I feed it? Load the corn or snails on the boat and row the boat to a deeper place to scatter it down with a shovel! Usually my uncle arranges this job Come on, we're not in it!

They say that the feeder will domesticate the fish into a fool fish that only knows how to eat pellets, so there is none here, and I don’t want to develop the habit of the fish into the commercial fish, or else you can connect the rod with a pellet, and it’s not interesting to fish. there is none left! "

Needless to say, Zhang Yang admires Lao Wu's idea. His own reservoir is true, but Lao Wu has his own pursuit anyway. This kind of thinking coincides with Zhang Yang's.

After what Old Wu said, Zhang Yang felt that his previous judgment should be correct.

There is nothing wrong with the original ecology that Lao Wu pursues in terms of attitude, but what he doesn't understand is that the operation of rowing a boat to the middle of the reservoir to feed the fish still gives the fish a different feeding habit than pure wild fish.

Putting aside other aspects and only looking at the feeding habits of fish, if the "stupid fish" in pure fish ponds are [-] points, wild fish are [-] points, and the fish in the current reservoir can probably catch It looks about thirty or forty, and it is more or less contaminated with a little bit of artificial intervention in the eating habits.

"Oh!" Zhang Yang nodded, not continuing the topic.

"Why are you asking this?"

Zhang Yang didn't plan to continue talking for the time being, but Old Wu didn't intend to stop there.

Based on his understanding of Zhang Yang, any questions in Zhang Yang's mouth were not random, and he must have his own thoughts and considerations.

If you can get some more dry goods from Zhang Yang's mouth, it will be a free profit. You must know that it is not common to have the opportunity to learn from Zhang Yang's level fishing master.

Zhang Yang grinned and explained: "I have a guess, but I haven't confirmed it yet. Let me pass the test first and then verify it. If it is verified, I will share it with you!"

Since Zhang Yang promised to share, Lao Wu stopped asking questions for the time being, nodded, and continued to return to his position as the audience to see what Zhang Yang verified and how he would operate.

Next, Zhang Yang didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He just did the same fishing as before, throwing the rod, making nests and ladles and scattered scattered screws to mend the nests, waiting for the float to have fish to eat bait again.

Because of the fish that caught the fish just now, there was no movement in the nest for a long time, but Zhang Yang was not in a hurry at all, and strictly followed his fishing policy, lifting the rod every few minutes, and then checking the hook The snails on the top, and then make a nest spoon to mend the nest and at the same time throw the pole into the water in one go.

"Oh, boss, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd? It seems that nothing has changed!"

After observing for a while, Old Wu became a little impatient, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, handed Zhang Yang another cigarette and asked.

(End of this chapter)