Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 64
"If you do it yourself, you can only make Zhang Yang catch no fish once, and talk to Diao Changhe. If you do it well, you might be able to squeeze Zhang Yang away!
Zhang Yang is in the Youfang fishing ground, and the shore belt turns on the field. This is tantamount to cutting flesh from Diao Changhe. Diao Changhe must have been holding back for a long time. If this thing is done well, the success rate is very high! "

"Senior brother, you have more tricks, so I will do as you say!"

A pair of brothers and sisters, after some discussion, quickly finalized a shady plan to deal with Zhang Yang.

A few days later, before I knew it, it was the weekend to release fish again, and Zhang Yang and Lao Zhao came to the fishing ground again.

Still had lunch at noon to take the fishing spot, but Zhang Yang was a little surprised when he came to the fishing ground today.

Qian Wenbo, who likes to come early to occupy the space most, didn't come, and Lang Junfeng, who took the lead several times in a row, and others also didn't come. There was no one in the huge fishing ground at noon.

There was no fishing spot, so naturally the best spot would be taken. Zhang Yang and the other three, Lao Zhao and Wang Jun went to the south bank to be next to each other, and Zhang Yang chose the north bank to occupy the spot in advance.

As time went by, Zhang Yang didn't think too much about the number of people in the fishing grounds. He just took it as a coincidence that he caught up with them today.

However, after continuously fishing for more than half an hour, Zhang Yang felt that something was wrong.

Today's fish, the fur condition and quality are good in all aspects, but after working for a long time, there is no movement of fish entering the nest in the den.

This is something that Zhang Yang has never done fishing in the oil house. The quality of the fish is fine, it shouldn't be!

Muttering in his heart, Zhang Yang switched to the fish rubbing bait to try and catch a few shots.

Not one bite!Not even a thread!
At this time, in the southeast and northeast corners on the opposite side, fishing friends have already caught fish one after another, while the middle positions of Lao Zhao and Wang Jun on the opposite side are also silent.

Zhang Yang put down his fishing rod, got up and scanned around the fishing ground.

Zhang Yang's heart sank after seeing the situation of other people fishing on the north shore, he took out his mobile phone and turned around to call Lao Zhao.

"What's the matter? Pumping frequency to make a nest!"

After Lao Zhao answered the phone, he was quite in a hurry. He and Wang Jun were fishing for a nest, and they were competing with each other about who could throw the pole faster.

"Old Zhao, have you seen any movement in your den? You can hang a few sticks on the soft sticky bait and try it out!"

"Starting to catch fish so early? We plan to make a few more nests before we start hugging!"

"Listen to my arrangement, something is wrong! Is there a fish in my nest! Don't be fooled!"

"Can't you? I'll try!"

"Okay, try it, just say hello!"

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Lao Zhao quickly changed the bait and started fishing according to Zhang Yang's arrangement.

But there was no movement at all in the den, as if the bait had been thrown into a large water tank.

Soon Lao Zhao called back.

"No, Junzi and I tried it, but nothing happened!"

"Then don't be embarrassing, hurry up and change places, catch as much as you can, and talk about other things after fishing!"

"it is good!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang and Lao Zhao on the opposite side decisively changed to an unoccupied fishing spot. Wang Jun was reluctant to get in the middle of the nest that the two of them had operated in the early stage, so he bit the bullet and continued fishing.

At this time, more than half an hour had passed since the fishing started. Others had already made nests and started fishing. Zhang Yang and Lao Zhao rashly changed fishing positions and started from the beginning. Naturally, the catch could not be too good.

Zhang Yang re-opened the unoccupied fishing spot in the northwest corner and continued fishing. After working hard for a long time, he only caught eight fish.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the whole pit has basically stopped talking.At this time, Lang Junfeng, who was sitting on the two sides of the southwest corner, was still fishing after changing to a [-]-meter pole, and he had already caught a lot of fish.

After holding on until ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yang's side had completely turned off the fire, and Lao Zhao from the south bank also caught a chat about only three fish caught in the fish guard.

It was even worse for Wang Jun who insisted on staying in his original position. He didn't catch a single fish from the beginning to the end, and he was in the air force!

"Old Zhao, take it? There is something urgent to go back!" Zhang Yang didn't call, but shouted at the top of his voice.

"Okay, then take it!" Zhao Bingguang did not hesitate, and quickly packed up the equipment.

Diao Changhe, who has never shown his face, is peeking at the window in the board room at the moment.

Seeing the three of Zhang Yang who had been frequently blasting ashore in their fishing grounds, they were devastated today, and Diao Changhe was more satisfied than going to the second floor of the train station to wash his head.

With a fishing fee of 360 yuan for the three of them, they only caught [-] fish, making a net profit of at least [-] yuan.

It was still Lang Junfeng who gave the best call. I have no experience in this field before, so I can greet you more in the future.

A few packs of mothballs can net you hundreds of dollars. There is no more cost-effective business in this world.

From the moment he greeted the rod to the time when he carried the catch and weighed the fish back, Zhang Yang remained calm and said nothing. There were 11 fish in total, weighing 26 kilograms, and the returned fish was 78 yuan, which was only a fraction of the usual price.

After receiving the fish money from Diao Changhe, the three of them drove away.

As soon as he got into the car, Zhao Bingguang squinted his eyes and asked, "Have we been bullied?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "I said, why is there no one occupying the mid-waist fishing spot today! It turned out to be a dirty trick!"

"Diao Changhe made it?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I'm not sure, he's the most suspect! But it's not ruled out that there are other people who are cheap. I can't see that we are good, but Diao Changhe is not the only one!"

"What do you mean, other than Diao Changhe, other people may be suspected?"

"Yes, if it's Diao Changhe's fault, the fishing friends don't know, why don't others take the middle position?
It is normal for ordinary fishing friends to come late, but Qian Wenbo and Lang Junfeng are more motivated than us to come early to take fishing spots!

If this alone, it can also be explained. It may be that we have suffered a lot and don't want to come to compete.

But have you noticed that the few candidates brought by Lang Junfeng today are all in the corner positions, as if deliberately avoiding the middle waist area! "

After hearing Zhang Yang's analysis, Old Zhao frowned and nodded.

Zhang Yang's analysis is very reasonable. Both Diao Changhe and Lang Junfeng are seriously suspected of playing tricks.

"The loss has already been suffered, what do you think we should do? Or should I go to find Diao Changhe?" Old Zhao said, holding back his anger.

Zhang Yang shook his head: "We have no evidence in our hands, we don't know if he killed him in one bite, we have no tricks!
I made a lot of money by going ashore basically every day, so let’s bear with it this time, and observe and observe again! "

"Let's go! What the hell, if you can't do it in front, you're playing in the shade, what a fool!" Old Zhao spat out of the window, feeling a little depressed.

After a good fishing session, I didn’t even finish the first half of the night. The three brothers went to a real barbecue stand in a group, drinking beer and chatting until midnight before going home.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang, who was lying on the camp bed back in the store, watched the battle report that Lang Junfeng caught 75 catties and won the pit crown from the fishing group in the oil house, thinking secretly for a long time.

After making a plan to deal with it, Zhang Yang turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)