fishing system

Chapter 83 Night Fishing in Progress

Perhaps because of Qian Gang's commotion, the noise was too loud, and for most of the next day, everyone's mood became worse.

Not to mention that the trolling rod didn't move much, even the hand rod that performed well in the morning, this meeting meant a bit of a fire break.

Originally, Yang Zi planned to switch to the embankment to try, but Qian Gang, who had just run away from the big fish, was unwilling.

It seemed that he still had some thoughts about the big fish that ran away just now.

It continued like this until it was getting dark, Yang Zi and the others had no choice but to collect the fishing tackle regrettably, and then returned to the hotel to prepare for dinner.

They didn't come back for lunch today. They just ate some snacks on the boat for most of the day. At this time, they were all hungry and their eyes were almost glowing green.

We came to the small restaurant last night again. After everyone had eaten and drank, they were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they kept talking about the giant thing that ran away today.

"Yang Zi, you said the fish in the daytime, could it be the giant Mekong catfish that is rumored here?

With such great strength, it feels a little more bluffing than those big fish we catch at sea. "

After taking a sip of beer, Qian Gang still felt a little regretful, and talked about the big fish with Yang Zi.

"It's hard to say, and the other party didn't show up, so how can we guess the breed.

But, judging from the situation at the time and the strength you described, this fish must weigh at least one or two hundred catties.

There are only a few types of fish that can grow to such a large size in this water area, so the range is actually not very large.

What's wrong?Are you still not reconciled there? "

Yang Zi made a simple analysis and laughed lightly at Qian Gang.

What the other party experienced today was really a bit too funny.

From the fat-headed fish with a broken fishing rod at the beginning, to the cocked mouth at the back, the black fish, and then to the mysterious giant at the end.

Catching a fish this round is probably more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

"Nonsense! Try it for you?
Who would be willing to encounter such a big fish and run away without even showing its face? "

Qian Gang rolled his eyes and looked down upon Yang Zi.

"Since you are so unwilling, how about we try again tonight?
But it’s too late to fish today, we have to be on the road tomorrow.

How about it?If you don't mind the trouble, let's leave now.

Returning after fishing at twelve o'clock has no effect on the itinerary. "

Seeing the displeasure on Qian Gang's face, Yang Zi pondered for a while, and then said to him temptingly.

"Hey! Just waiting for your words!
go go go go go!What trouble are we fishermen afraid of?

I will fish all night tonight, and I will still be very energetic tomorrow. "

Hearing what Yang Zi said, Qian Gang immediately regained his spirits.

While urging everyone who was still drinking tea, he took out his wallet and ran to the side to start paying.

This was his own promise. Although the black fish was probably swallowed by the big fish behind him, he still didn't catch it after all.

After everyone returned to the hotel, they got into Yang Zi's RV with their fishing gear, and then drove all the way to the small town near the fishing spot.

After a day of tossing around during the day, Qiaoqiao's girls are not as energetic as they are, so they all stay in the hotel to rest.

However, in order to maintain the filming work, Zhang Jiao still called a cameraman to come with them, so as not to miss any wonderful fish catch.

At night, the temperature is very cool and pleasant by the Nan'er Lake, the only annoying thing is the mosquitoes that are constantly flying.

Yang Zi and the others made several laps on the narrow path, and finally arrived at the mouth of the river that they had seen from a distance in the past two days.

This time we were fishing on the shore, so we found a relatively wide terrain, and then started to pack up the fishing tackle and prepare to cast the pole.

Everything was tidied up, in order to cast the bait as far as possible, Yang Zi threw out the three fishing rods at night.

With his strange strength and strong rod body, he threw the fishing group weighing more than two kilograms to the lake with a strong flick, and then flew more than 100 meters away before falling.

He fixed the poles one by one about ten meters offshore, and a few people sat around and started chatting, quietly waiting for the moment when the fish would bite the hook.

Don't look at the fisherman's feeling of pleasure when he catches the fish, it's all based on the long wait.

At the beginning, a few people could chat and laugh.But after talking about some more interesting topics, they all fell silent one by one.

"Jingle Bell!"

Suddenly, a bell rang softly from the fishing rod in the middle. Several people sitting on the ground stood up almost instantly and rushed towards the fishing rod quickly.

It's a pity that after the bell rang, the fishing rod immediately returned to calm.

Yang Zi and the others rushed over excitedly. After waiting for a while but still no movement, they walked to the side and sat down with depressed expressions.

The ringing of the bell this time seemed to be a signal, and in the following time, the three fishing rods would ring one after another like playing music.

The problem is that this is not the kind of ringing method of the fish, but one after another, and the interval is relatively long.

"Old Deng, what do you think is playing tricks on us?
Damn it, it's best not to be caught by me, otherwise I will burn it. "

Just after another bell rang, Unbelief Qian finally couldn't help but pull out the fishing rod, and then began to put away the fishing line.

Finding that there was no struggling force coming from the tip of the rod, he couldn't help asking Deng Gang about the situation depressedly.

"Hehe! What else can it be? Most likely it's the money fish we caught yesterday.

But this time the hook was too big for them to bite in, so they had to drag the bait and bite continuously.

Those ringtones just now were probably all made by these things.

If you don’t believe it, if you look at the bait on this fishing rod later, they must have bitten off a lot of it. "

Deng Gang was fiddling with cigarettes while explaining the situation in the water to Qian Gang.

It was already close to ten o'clock in the evening, which is the time when these fish species are active. It is completely normal to come out and harass their fishing rods and other things.

Sure enough, as Qian Gang dragged the fishing group out of the water, half of the chicks hanging on it had already been gnawed off.

There are still some skeletons exposed in many places, which looks very ugly and terrifying.

Depressed, Qian just took off the bait, hung it up again, and asked Yang Zi to continue throwing it back to the surface.

Just being tossed by these money fish until after eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Zi and the others lost the excitement they had before they came.

Each and every one of them looked at their phones from time to time, secretly anxious as they watched the dwindling time.

(End of this chapter)