Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 75 What does a normal black hole look like? (4000 word chapter)
Unknowingly, it was past eleven o'clock, and some fishing friends who had finished their rods sold their catches one after another, and the group of people who came with Zhang Yang also put away their equipment.

"Boss, return to the fish!" Zhang Yang shouted at the top of his voice, and soon Meng Xiangqiu responded from the other side.

Not long after, Meng Xiangqiu walked over pushing a modified wheelbarrow.

"How was the catch this morning? How much did you catch?"

"It's okay, 26 fish, one weighs [-] to [-] catties!"

Zhang Yang knew the other party's temper, and didn't mean to hide it. He grinned, bent down and squatted down, and pulled the fish guard out of the water.

I had caught seven or eight fishermen before, and the most were only about 40 kilograms. I just landed, and I didn't expect Zhang Yang to catch so many fish.

"Hey, yes, I have caught a lot of fishing all morning!"

"Lucky enough to catch up!" Zhang Yang said modestly with a grin.

"Return to the fish, return to the fish, you can't just sell the fish and leave, drink two cups at noon, I will order all the dishes, and I can cook it after returning to the fish, without any delay!"

When Meng Xiangqiu put on the fish, he gave a special reminder.

"Uh, how about next time? It just opened and it's so busy, it's not too late to have a drink when you're free!"

Zhang Yang was a little hesitant, the opening venue was really busy, and he didn't want Meng Xiangqiu to waste too much time.

"I've just started working in this black pit, and I don't understand a lot of things in it. I'm looking for an opportunity to ask you for advice. Don't refuse!"

Having said this, Zhang Yang had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Soon, the fish were weighed and counted.

Zhang Yang caught 26 fish and caught 69 catties, ranking No.2 in the whole pit.

I heard from the boss that the crown of the pit was in the middle of the north shore, weighing 73 catties. With the absolute advantage of the fishing position, the catch was 4 catties heavier than Zhang Yang.

Lao Zhao and Wang Jun's fish catch will be a little bit worse. Lao Zhao is 47 catties, and Wang Jun is 44 catties.

It was quite enjoyable, but in terms of the total fish caught in a single game, the two people who had tasted the sweetness of the Youfang fishing field were a little bit unsatisfied, saying that they did not have the best time.

After a while, Meng Fan also came back from selling fish, carrying a bag of ice cream in his hand.

"Brother Yang, Brother Zhao, Brother Jun, eat ice cream, I bought a lot!"

Zhang Yang took a small pudding and tore open the bag and asked, "How many fish did Xiao Meng catch today?"

"It's okay, I caught 52 catties! I didn't prepare enough, the sub-line was too thin, and I lost a few hooks!"

"Holy shit, Xiaomeng, did you catch 52 catties?"

Hearing this number, Wang Jun took the lead in not holding it. This result was better than him and Lao Zhao, and among the fishing friends who came in a group, it was only a little worse than Zhang Yang.

"Yeah! I'm lucky, the No. 9 pick is next to the middle waist, and there are more fish!"

Hearing number nine, Wang Jun nodded.

This makes sense, the ass is good, and it is right to catch a few more.

A few people were eating ice cream and chatting about their respective catches. Han Qiang, who hadn't confiscated his rod, walked towards Zhang Yang carelessly.

"Zhang Yang, how much did you catch?"

Zhang Yang: "69 catties! Did you close the shot too?"

"No, my friend hasn't had enough fun yet. Come here so far and go fishing! I just heard from the boss that there is also cooking here! If you have nothing to do at noon, I want some dishes, so we can have a light meal together?"

"Uh, I'm afraid it's inconvenient today. I've made an appointment with some fishing friends!"

Hearing that Han Qiang, who had just met once, wanted to invite him to dinner, Zhang Yang touched his nose, feeling a little awkward, and didn't know what to say for a while.

It's fine for Boss Keng to invite you to dinner. Unexpectedly, Han Qiang also invites himself to dinner because of the friendship he met by chance.

Zhang Yang didn't know whether Meng Xiangqiu had invited them all, or only the few he brought, so he didn't know how to answer properly.

"It's okay, let's eat together if we are together, we are all fishing friends, just order a few more dishes!" Han Qiang didn't understand Zhang Yang's meaning, and thought it was an excuse to refuse.

"Uh, let's go together! But it's fine if you treat! Let Boss Keng treat you! When paying the money in the morning, Boss Meng said that he will take care of the lunch and have a few drinks!" Zhang Yang had no choice but to explain the situation clearly.

They were all adults, and Han Qiang immediately realized it.

Co-authored, Boss Keng himself is going to treat guests and take care of the meal, and now a comet hits the earth!
Just when Zhang Yang and Han Qiang were a little embarrassed, Lao Zhao waved his hand: "It's a big deal, isn't it just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks!

They are all fishing friends, and getting together is fate. Today, we will form a group to eat a big family together!
What do you call my buddies, let me get to know you officially, my surname is Zhao, Zhao Bingguang! "

"Han Qiang!"

The two shook hands in a very social way, officially announced their names, and they were considered acquaintances.

"Don't hang out here, go find a shade and stay there, it's so hot! There are woods behind the prefabricated house!" Zhang Yang greeted, and everyone walked towards the back of the prefabricated house.

It’s too hot in the board room, it’s better to be comfortable in the woods with the wind blowing. Zhang Yang moved the folding table out of the house, took out the Maza and the kettle, and arranged the tea directly. A group of people sat on the small Maza and drank Tea is quite comfortable.

After chatting for a while, Han Qiang learned from the conversation that Zhang Yang was the owner of a fishing tackle shop.

"I said, how do you know so much about fishing lines? You are a professional! Where is your shop? I'll go for a stroll later!"

Zhang Yang grinned: "It's not professional, I know a little bit, it's in the town, the commercial street behind Government Street!"

"A group of you fishing friends are all friends who play together in your shop?"

"Yes! In fact, it hasn't been long since my store opened. They are all buddies who like fishing. We made an appointment to fish for the opening!"

"I remembered, when the lottery was drawn in the morning, the boss called your name!"

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The chatting time passed quickly. After the boss Meng Xiangqiu took care of the returned fish, he went into the board room to take a look, and soon came to the poplar forest behind when he heard the noise.

"You guys are very nourishing, and you hid here! After the return of the fish, I will continue to cook and start the fire, waiting for Ang, the home-cooked food is coming soon!"

It was really fast. In less than half an hour, eight dishes and one soup were ready.

But to Zhang Yang's surprise, Lao Zhao invited not only Zhang Yang and the others to treat guests, Lang Junfeng and the others formed a group of six, and they were also on Lao Zhao's meal management list.

However, the better handling is that two groups of people cannot sit at one table, so the boss divided them into two tables, one table in the board room and one table in the woods, without delaying each other.

Soon, Meng Xiangqiu came over with the last big pot of ribs and an apron.

"The last dish is ready, ready to start! I'll go get the wine!"

The whole package of ordinary Snow Beer was brought over, and everyone started to open it with chopsticks, and soon there was a bit of an atmosphere on the wine table.

"You guys eat first, I'll go to the house to toast, and then I'll come over! Don't be too polite!" After explaining a word, Meng Xiangqiu entered the house with a bottle of beer.

"Lao Lang and the others didn't leave either!" Wang Jun said with a glance over his head.

Zhao Bingguang: "Normally, all the people who come in are customers. Boss Keng opened a fishing tackle shop with you, and his lips are dead and his teeth are cold. Take care of each other! I just don't know how to arrange lunch for those loose fishing friends!"

While the few people were whispering, they heard Meng Xiangqiu yelling at the door towards the loudspeaker: "Brothers who are still fishing, come and eat in the board room! The fishing ground has prepared home-cooked food and beer , Fish when you are full!"

Hearing this greeting, Zhang Yang felt relieved.

This style of doing things is what he remembers that Comrade Lao Meng is also a customer, and there is no such thing as preferential treatment!

Wang Jun sneaked a look at the room behind the prefab room, and said in a low voice, "There are two tables in the room! Those fishing friends who haven't left yet have been taken care of! Let's eat first, or wait a little longer?"

Old Zhao: "Wait, I guess I'll be here in a while!"

Everyone at the table, including Han Qiang, had a tacit understanding and did not move their chopsticks in advance.

About 10 minutes later, Meng Xiangqiu came back with a Maza.

"Didn't I tell you to eat first? Why haven't you moved your chopsticks!"

"Isn't this waiting for you! Come on, let's squeeze together and give Chef Meng a seat!" Zhang Yang greeted, everyone put their legs back, and Meng Xiangqiu randomly chose an empty seat to sit down.

The melee will start soon!
Fishermen were originally a very special group, they had common hobbies, and it was easy to get closer. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, Meng Xiangqiu soon became friends with everyone and quickly drew closer.

A battle meal, from less than twelve o'clock to 01:30, consumed a total of five packs of beer, except for Wang Jun and Meng Fan who didn't drink, an average of one pack per person.

What is even more surprising is that this group of guys can drink a lot. After drinking nine bottles of beer, everyone is slightly tipsy, and no one is drunk.

After eating and drinking enough, Lao Zhao and Zhang Yang winked, got up and left at about the same time, and went back to their respective houses to find their respective mothers.

Lao Zhao, Wang Jun, and Meng Fan did not rush home after fishing, but sent Zhang Yang back to the shop. It was their habit to conclude after the war, and there was nothing to do when they went back at this point anyway.

"This cheating boss is much better than Diao Changhe!" Zhao Bingguang said abruptly as soon as he entered the room.

Wang Jun also echoed: "I also think it's better than Diao Changhe! You don't even care about food when you come fishing! Diao Changhe is not even willing to give away a bottle of water!
Needless to say, the little rooster fried at noon tastes really good! "

Hearing what the two said about Lao Meng, Zhang Yang grinned, pressed the button to boil water, and said, "This boss used to be a soldier! I've heard of this man before he opened the fishing ground. He has a very decent style. The word of mouth in the village is also good!"

"It's just that the fish situation is a bit unsatisfactory. What's going on, Xiao Zhang, let me analyze it! Why can't the fish catch catch up with the oil house with the same small medicine bait?"

"Yeah, Brother Yang, give me an analysis! I want to know too!" Meng Fan echoed his rare statement.

Zhang Yang didn't explain directly, but opened his mouth to ask first: "Do you all think that in the black pit, it is a normal catch to catch eighty or ninety catties, or even more than 100 catties?"

"Normal! It's been many times before, with this data, haven't you caught more than 140?" Wang Jun replied confidently.

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I can answer with certainty, it's not normal! In the Youfang fishing ground, this is an illusion caused by the fishing position being out of the way!"

"illusion?"

"Yes! Illusion! The total amount of fish cast is only 100 catties, and we can catch more than [-] catties by ourselves. It is absolutely abnormal! I think there are two main factors!"

Zhao Bingguang: "What factors, let's talk about it!"

"The first one, per capita fish catch!

25 catties of fish, [-] people put down the rods, and the average person is only a little over [-] catties!

How much did you steal from others when you caught more than 100 catties of fish?How many people have air force or caught one or two because of this?

The second factor: partial pit!

The pits on the side of the oil house are too severe. Except for the middle waist of the north and south banks, and the area to the west, the fish catches in other places are very average!
But in Meng Village, today's fish catch is relatively average.

Before leaving, I asked a question.

As of 660 o'clock in the morning, the harvested fish has already weighed [-] catties, and seven or eight fishing friends have confiscated their rods. It is conservatively estimated that the fish caught today is more than [-] catties!
A total of [-] catties of fish were cast, and [-] catties of fish were produced, with an [-]% rate of fish production. Can you say that this pit cannot produce fish? "

After Zhang Yang's analysis, Old Zhao and Wang Jun looked at each other and stopped talking.

If you put one thousand, you will get [-] on the same day. No matter where you put it, it will have an excellent fish yield rate.

"Brother Yang, I understand what you're saying, that is, the fish are more even, so it's hard to catch exaggerated single fish!" Meng Fan asked weakly.

"Yes! If you want explosive protection, either the per capita density is super high, or the local density is super high!

We occupy a good position in the middle of the oil room, with a partial pit, so the local density is high, and the snowball effect of fishing techniques and fishing methods is increased!

Otherwise, it would be very difficult to casually surpass a hundred with fishing skills!That's why I said that the record of the oil room before is not normal! "

"In this way, the real role of bait and medicine is not as exaggerated as everyone thought before?" Lao Zhao continued to stare into Zhang Yang's eyes and asked.

This question is a bit sharp, but Zhang Yang didn't deliberately exaggerate the effect of the bait, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Of course! The ratio of bait is appropriate, and the taste of beef fork can affect the fish catch to a certain extent, but it can't reach the level of explosion protection after using it!

At this point, I hope you are not overly superstitious!

If I have to personally evaluate the percentage that affects the fish catch, my opinion is that the fishing position accounts for [-]%, the fishing technique and method [-]%, and the last [-]% is the bait and medicine!

To put it another way, in the oil room, if there is a random lottery for fishing, I may be air force if there is no fish!But in Mengcun, wherever I sit, I am more than [-]% sure that I will go ashore!

The market pulls fish for more than [-] yuan, and the return fish is only [-] yuan per catty, and you will lose more than one yuan per catty. If you go ashore, you have already made a big deal for the boss. This is a common phenomenon in black pits! "

Wang Jun scratched his head a little irritably: "Damn, let me analyze it like this, it seems to be true!"

"If you look at it this way, Diao Changhe will feel very uncomfortable once Mengcun opens!" Zhao Bingguang said meaningfully.

Zhang Yang very much agrees with Zhao Bingguang's statement. The reason is very simple. At this stage, most of the fishing friends in the black pit are ordinary fishermen. Masters like Zhang Yang are still a minority after all.

In the Youfang fishing ground, ordinary people are fishing one or two at a time, and there are even many people from the Air Force.

But it’s different when you go to Mengcun. The fishing position is more balanced, and it’s more friendly to ordinary people. With the same fee, the business will naturally be better.

　Excessive chapters, it is not easy to cut chapters, so I will post a big chapter, there is no laziness
　　
　
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