fishing system

Chapter 93
Affected by the wind and waves, Yang Zi's fish situation today is not very optimistic.

It's not that there are no fish biting the bait, the problem is that except for the baited fish with a heavy bite, it is difficult for everyone to find other fish even if they eat the bait.

Most of the time, they waited for a long time without any movement, and when they picked up the pole, they found that the bait on the hook had already been gnawed clean.

"Grandma's! It's like this again, I don't have a fishing rod anymore.

Yang Zi, please keep playing, I can't stand it anymore. Are you fishing or feeding the fish?

Did you bring that lure rod with you today?I'm going to try some new tricks. "

Seeing that another empty hook was pulled up, Qian Gang, who had already lost his temper, finally did not intend to continue playing like this.

Maybe he saw Deng Gang swinging the lure around yesterday and thought it was very handsome. He put away his rod and asked Yang Zi for the lure rod.

"Haha! I brought it. It's in the pole bag. Just go get it yourself.

But this kind of pole requires skillful use, so be careful when swinging it to avoid blowing the line.

Otherwise, you can cry even if you clear the lines. "

Looking at Qian Gang with a gloomy face, Yang Zi smiled lightly and replied to the other party, and also mentioned some precautions by the way.

Qian Gang didn't know if he had listened, so he ran excitedly into the awning and started rummaging for fishing gear.

He is quite proficient in throwing poles now, so after getting the lure pole in his hand, he fiddled with it a little, and he quickly became familiar with the operation method.

Hanging on the fake bait recommended by Yang Zi, Qian Gang walked to the shore with great ambition, and began to try to swing the lure pole.

Fishing friends who are coming into contact with lures for the first time should know that when using this thing, it is difficult to control the direction and intensity at the beginning, and Qian Gang is no exception.

He stood at the previous fishing position and stared at the water surface in the distance. He raised his pole and wanted to throw the fishing group over, but due to too much force, the first pole directly blew the line.

"Ah? Yang Zi, is there anything wrong with your pole? How come it's so easy to wind it up?"

Looking at the tangled fishing line in the reel, Qian Gang complained to Yang Zi with a little numbness.

"You are throwing, Luya needs to throw it, you need to use skill, understand?

Forget it, you'd better sort out the fishing line for me first, and I'll teach you how to cast a few rods later.

As long as you find the feeling for this kind of pole, it is relatively easy to practice. "

Hearing Qian Gang's complaint, Yang Zi, who was secretly cheerful, quickly became a guide.

He had suffered a lot from this lure back then, and now it's good to let the other party feel it.

Seeing what Yang Zi said, Qian Gang could only sit down on the fishing seat with a depressed look on his face and tidied up the mess of fishing lines.

It wasn't until about ten minutes later that he finally cleaned up the ball of fishing line.

Qian Gang, who was afraid of continuing to blow up the line, quickly asked Yang Zi to be his coach.

The two of them conducted some simple teaching on the side. Qian Gang finally grasped some key points of not tangling the line. He happily took the fishing rod and flicked it a few times. It seemed that he was very satisfied with his progress.

Seeing that the other party was enjoying himself, Yang Zi also returned to his fishing position and did not bother him anymore.

It's just that he had just sat down for less than 2 minutes when he saw an object suddenly flying over, flying over his head, and accurately hit Deng Gang who was sitting on his left side.

Yang Zi took a closer look, the one that flew over just now, wasn't it the fake bait hanging on the lure pole?

At this time, the sequined fake bait was hanging on Deng Gang's collar. Because the fishhook happened to pass through the clothes, the other party couldn't take it off after pulling it several times.

"Pfft! Qian Gang, your hit rate is really unparalleled.

Ha ha!Lao Deng still failed to escape your life-threatening tracking hook with two fishing spots. "

Yang Zi glanced sympathetically. Deng Gang, who was looking sad and angry, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hey! That, Old Deng! Sorry, it was just an accident.

Just now it was blown over because of the strong wind. In fact, my lure skills are quite good. "

Qian Gang smiled, put the pole aside a little embarrassed, and quickly ran over to pick up the fishhook for Deng Gang.

"Hehe! Qian Gang, if you don't brag, we can still be friends.

After all, you only play lures, maybe I don't blame you.

But can I bother you to go to the side of the water to practice?

If you flick it around like this, if it gets entangled on the trolling rod and causes me to lose the fish, I will never end with you. "

Angrily, he despised Qian Gang for a while. After getting rid of the hook, Deng Gang quickly reselected a position for the opponent, and then sent him to the side to practice alone.

On the water surface at this time, with the increase of wind and waves, it has become difficult to see the fish float clearly.

Yang Zi and Deng Gang continued to persist for a short time, and finally put their poles away helplessly.

They went back to the awning to put things away, then lowered the height of the shed to the lowest level and strengthened it a bit, then began to look at the clouds gradually approaching in the distance, frowning depressingly.

"Brother Yang Zi, there shouldn't be a storm later, right?

If that's the case, why don't we ask the boatman to come and pick us up?

In case the wind is too strong and our shed is blown away. "

Looking at the unfriendly weather, Qiaoqiao said to Yang Zi worriedly.

"It's not like a storm, but a heavy rain is probably inevitable.

Everyone, please pack your things, be careful not to get wet later.

It is the rainy season in Thailand now, so there is more rain, but the duration of this rain is generally very short.

As long as it lasts, the best time to fish is after the rain. "

Yang Zi replied to Qiaoqiao, and then reminded everyone, then called Deng Gang, and the two of them surrounded the shed and began to nail the fixed piles again.

"Yang Zi! Old Deng! Come and see, I caught a bastard.

Ha ha!And it’s a super tortoise, the legendary tortoise!

Stop messing around with that broken shed and come over and help. "

Yang Zi and the others were busy here, and Qian Gang, who was practicing pole practice on the water behind, suddenly started shouting again.

I saw that the lure fishing rod he was holding at this time had been pulled into a big bow by something, and his whole body was also constantly moving along the shore, as if he had really caught some incredible giant.

"Qian Gang, what bastard did you just say? Is it something in the water?"

As he trotted over, Yang Zi looked at the water and asked about Qian Gang's situation.

"Bastard! What a big bastard, that is, a turtle.

But this one is so big, I haven’t seen the whole thing yet. It must weigh at least several dozen kilograms and it can’t run away.

And look at this strength, it's not much smaller than those big fish weighing hundreds of catties.

I keep letting the line go so that it can swim, just for fear that the line will break and it will run away. "

Qian Gang looked excited, but he was so excited that he was already a little incoherent.

While carefully controlling the fishing rod in his hand, he quickly talked to Yang Zi about the situation at the scene.

(End of this chapter)