Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 77
After speaking, Ma Yuhua took out a pair of wires from the main wire box behind the counter and put them on the counter.

If Han Qiang hadn't used Zhang Yang's line, hadn't observed Zhang Yang's fishing, and hadn't had a table to drink and eat to talk about fishing, he might have been taken aback by Ma Yuhua's explanation.

But after the previous communication, he already had a basic understanding, how could he be fooled for the second time.

The other party had no intention of admitting it at all, and it would be useless to talk more about it.

"It's fine if you have this attitude! I don't want the line!" Han Qiang didn't take the fishing line that Ma Yuhua gave him at all, turned around, got into the car and left.

Now it was Ma Yuhua's turn to be stunned.

A rookie who just learned how to fish just gave birth to melon eggs, turned his head and walked away, didn't he catch it?
The other party left, and there was a moment of silence.

Ma Yuhua's youngest apprentice helped to pour tea: "Tea Master! How can you compete with a rookie! Tell everyone about the last competition in Jiangsu!"

With the introduction of the topic, Ma Yuhua's face returned to normal, and soon they chatted about the game again, and the atmosphere in the store became lively, full of laughter and laughter.

On the surface, it seemed like this was the case, but Zhang Yang's name also appeared in Ma Yuhua's memory for the first time.

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In the next few days, Zhang Yang's shop will be open normally. On Wednesday, Mengcun will continue to release fish, and Zhang Yang will take a group to go there again. The fish catch is as stable as ever.

The opening of the new fishing ground is a great experience for the fishing friends, but it makes Diao Changhe very depressed.

It is also released on Wednesday and Saturday. In the past, there were about 20 fishing friends even in the few rounds where the fish were not good. But the last two rounds have been good. Only 13 came for night fishing on weekends, and even fewer on Wednesdays. There are only 10 of them.

There are few customers who come to play, the fishing fee cannot be collected, and the two consecutive games are in a state of loss, causing a fire on the Diaochang River, oral ulcers in the mouth, sores in the nostrils, and even three small drinks a day. Fragrant.

Seeing that it was Thursday again, and in two days it would be time to catch and release fish, Diao Changhe couldn't hold back, and took out his mobile phone to call Zhang Yang, Lang Junfeng, and several other fishing friends who used to have a high attendance rate .

Everyone didn't have a good impression of a boss like Diao Changhe who didn't have any bottom line. The phone call was nothing more than a perfunctory one. It was impossible to get many real customers with a single phone call.

Especially Zhang Yang, there is a gentleman's agreement, and he went to do free work for the boss. He had already fished in the morning, and it was impossible to do another one in the evening. stage.

Zhang Yang doesn't plan to go, but it doesn't mean that the oil house can't go to play. If no one goes as Diao Changhe said, it will be a good opportunity to pick up leaks and protect.

Based on this judgment, after hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang sent a message in his qq group.

@All Members organized a group at the Youfang Fishing Field on Saturday night, is there any brother who goes to play together?

Zhao Bingguang: "What? Prepare to fight the oil room next?"

Wang Jun: "Follow the big troops, and if someone goes, I will go too!"

Zhang Yang: "Boss Diao called me. There were few people in the last two games, and the fish situation was not bad. If anyone wants to play, I will organize it. If there are really many fish, few people, and good quality, then you can play. No one can get along with fish." what!"

Jianghu fisherman: "Zhang Yang, you guys go to the oil house on Saturday? Take me with me. I'm Han Qiang, and I'll sit next to you at the opening! This week, I'll be working in the factory, and I haven't fished for a week! Shift shift at [-] o'clock on Saturday afternoon!"

Seeing Han Qiang bubbling up in the group, Zhang Yang still had a good impression of this honest buddy, and immediately replied: "I go to Mengcun during the day, and I will go for a stroll when fishing at night, but I am not going to drop the pole.

If there is a lack of fishing boys, I can help, and I will rush back around nine o'clock, so I can't delay the opening on weekend mornings! "

Jianghu fisherman: "Count me in! By the way, take two friends to the store to identify the door!"

"Count me in, go early to occupy a place, occupy a good position, or the oil room is enjoyable!"

"I am coming too!"

"Okay! No problem!"

……

Zhang Yang made a fuss on QQ, and five people settled down, not counting Han Qiang.

Before I knew it, it was Saturday again, and Zhang Yang and Lao Zhao went fishing again in Mengcun early in the morning.

I have basically figured out the fish production situation in the fishing ground for two consecutive games. Basically, the fishing will start at 06:30, and the battle will end at 09:30. Take a nap.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang was resting on the recliner behind the counter when he was woken up by the roar of a car engine coming from the door.

This kind of engine sound is very special, not like what the original engine should be, it sounds dull and lacks air, even Zhang Yang, who doesn't know much about cars, can hear that there should be something wrong.

The curious Zhang Yang took a look and found two cars parked outside the door.

A silver-gray Jetta, an old Nissan Bluebird.

Zhang Yang knew the Jetta, it was driven by Han Qiang, the first time he saw the old Bluebird, the sound of the engine came from this car.Looking at the style, it should be an old car from 40. The imported version cost [-] million.

Soon, three people got in and out of the two cars, and Han Qiang led the other two people to open the door and walk in.

"Hello, brother Zhang Yang! You're pretty easy to find this place! Where's your nap?"

Zhang Yang grinned and greeted hurriedly: "Welcome, welcome! Brother Qiang, hello, don't you get off work at four o'clock? Why are you here so early! Please come inside!"

Han Qiang replied: "Looking at the group, they said to go to occupy the space early, we didn't hold back, so we shifted ahead of time and ran away! First come to the store to order some fish food, and identify the door by the way!"

Han Qiang continued to introduce: "This is Zhou Chu, this is Wang Yan, and they are all my colleagues! This is what I told you about publicity. The fishing skills are very good, and the people are real, much better than that cheating Ma Huazi Already!"

"Hi Xiao Zhang, we met last time when we opened!" Zhou Chu, a tall and thin man with glasses, smiled at Zhang Yang as a greeting.

"My little brother is very young. Hello, my lord Wang Yan, they all call me Anfang Little Diaowang! Please take care of me when we meet for the first time!"

Zhou Chu's reaction was quite normal, but this Wang Yan made Zhang Yang feel a strong sense of "sao".

How to describe it, it's not a coquettish show, but the one that is obviously abnormal but pretends to be serious, and I still believe it. Just now Zhang Yang saw him getting out of the Nissan cab with his own eyes, and the people and the car were full of honey Self-confidence.

Looking at Wang Yan's right hand that was stretched out to shake hands, Zhang Yang bit the bullet and shook hands with the other party.

This guy is about 1.8 meters tall, with a braid, a big long face, a grin, and a leek leaf on his big teeth. Regardless of the language he speaks, his personal image and temperament are very prominent, and he is full of personality.

The first impression given to Zhang Yang is like the type of classmates that every class has when studying. In layman's terms, it is called pretending to be a criminal.

In the next second, an even more shocking scene appeared.

Wang Yan took out a bag of big front door without filter tip from his pocket, gave Zhang Yang one, took one for himself, and at the same time took out a box of Botou matches like a magic trick, stabbed it in front of Zhang Yang, and lit it on fire. He lit the cigarette, and breathed out the smoke ring coolly.

(End of this chapter)