Live Fishing Studio
Chapter 149 Rules
Chapter 149 Rules
It was the first time he went fishing in an unfamiliar fishing ground, and Yue Feng was relatively low-key. He followed his companions and walked slowly towards the location of the lottery, paying attention to the performance of the surrounding people and making certain evaluations unconsciously.
Fishing is similar to other hobbies. Veterans and novices, even in terms of clothing and other external performances, have traces to follow. With insight into this skill, Yue Feng can obtain a lot of useful information through some trivial things.
To give a simple example, there is a middle-aged fisherman who looks to be in his forties among the crowd. He is wearing a baseball cap that looks quite ordinary, but Yue Feng finds that the hat is not simple. There is a line of light on the brim of the hat The small print commemorating the finals of the Wei Diao King Cup.
What does this mean? This shows that if the fisherman's hat is his own, at least he has entered the qualifiers of the King Fishing Cup.
Being shortlisted in this level of competition proves one's own fishing skills. If the fishing positions are next to each other when drawing lots, one must deal with it carefully.
Through observation, Yue Feng also discovered a lot of information. For example, the relationship between the pit boss and the fishermen who came to play is good. It can be seen that everyone respects the boss He Wenlong.
During this period, Mr. Niubi Li, who had rushed to the fishing ground with a high profile not long ago, also came to He Wenlong's side.
This guy put his arms around his shoulders before finishing his sentence. Although Boss He didn't resist violently, he was definitely unhappy because Yue Feng saw his brow raised and showed a trace of disgust at that time.
Have all the anglers come? The old rule is that before the lottery is drawn, who will come? He Wenlong greeted, and put a bag of ping-pong balls in the other hand on the small table.
Brother Long, it's mine! Mr. Niubi Li Ting liked to show off, and took over the job of verifying the signature with a big package.
Lottery verification is also a practice that has gradually emerged in the black pit in recent years. At the earliest time, playing this kind of toll pond was occupied by oneself.
In order to get a good seat, many people came half the night in advance to occupy the seat. What's more, there were many conflicts and harmony caused by the competition for the seat. Later, it became rare to occupy one's own seat in the real fishing, and it turned into a fairer lottery.
Sign verification means to personally verify the authenticity of the sign and the quantity. For a pit with 60 fishing positions, there must be 60 lots corresponding to the lottery, more or less will not work, which shows that there is something tricky in it, and the logic is very simple.
The lottery verification is carried out in front of everyone. With a big hand, you can grab five lottery tickets. After you catch them, you throw them into the lottery box. The counting is completed quickly. After catching 12 times, there are no more than 60 lottery tickets.
After the lottery verification, Mr. Niubi Li glanced at He Wenlong with a lick of his face: Brother Long, do you want to draw the lottery first if you want to help with the lottery verification! Otherwise, I will draw my own lottery first!
Haha. Li Cungen, you're thinking about farts! A buddy who knew Li Ting very well said with a smile.
Now Yue Feng knows, this high-profile guy is named Li Cungen, which is a bit unique, my brother Gen in society, the name doesn't match his temperament at all.
Don't talk about it, Xiao Li, the lottery is drawn according to the order of registration. I have a list in my hand. Rules are rules, and no one is an exception! He Wenlong did not leave any room for negotiation, and simply refused.
Li Cungen wasn't angry at all, he just laughed and stood outside the small table, waiting with the others in a respectful manner.
The sixty fishing spots had all been filled up by the morning. Yue Feng and the others had benefited from Liu Fengnian's favor, so the lottery was drawn relatively early, and they were probably ranked in the ten or so positions on the first page of the registration form.
Before the lottery was drawn, Yue Feng muttered to himself, should he use the active skill on the coat of arms?
Fishing is a skill, but when playing fishing in the black pit, the fish catch is also very related to the position. If the lottery draws a position without fish, there is also a risk of losing money. It happens that Yue Feng also wants to test this special Medal effect, to see how the actual performance.
After making up his mind, after Yue Feng called out his name, he activated the active skill on the medal with a thought.
Brother Liu's friend? Come on, little buddy, draw lots! He Wenlong greeted Yue Feng kindly when he saw Yue Feng approaching.
Yue Feng nodded and smiled slightly, and put his hand into the box.
The ping-pong balls used for the lottery were all the same size, with the seat number written on them with a marker, and Yue Feng grabbed one at random.
Hey! Good luck! No. 30, Dabian seat! He Wenlong greeted after seeing the number clearly, and wrote down the seat number behind Yue Feng's name on the registration form.
Fuck! There is one less on the big side! Brothers, leave one for me!
The fishermen standing behind waiting for the lottery felt a pang of regret when they heard that one of the big sides was drawn.
In a game of fish, there are a total of four positions on the big side. If one is drawn, there will be one less at the back. This is why everyone wants to draw lots at the front.
After a while, Liu Fengnian and Qiangzi also ran out of draws. Lao Liu was on the 18th, Qiangzi was on the 22nd, and Wei Liang was on the 37th!
Four people drew lots, and three of them were under No. 30, that is, the south bank of the fishing ground, with their backs facing the sun and looking good, so they were lucky.
Yue Feng, who was drawn to the big side, unconsciously flipped through the number piles with his right hand several times during the lottery draw, and finally grabbed the ball. Although Yue Feng didn't feel anything, he knew that it must be the result of luck.
All sixty people had drawn lots and it was half past six. He Wenlong walked to the locked grid door and opened it.
Boss He greeted him again before giving way.
Thank you brothers for coming to join us. It's still the old rule. Fishing starts at 7 o'clock. After entering the market, only the preparations before fishing are allowed. The baiting and drifting are all ok, but any form of nesting, baiting, etc. is not allowed. When the fishing starts, it is not allowed to intentionally pierce other people's nests!
The fishing grounds are monitored, and I will pay close attention to them. If anyone is found to be unruly, no matter who they are, I will clear the account and leave! Everyone has a head and a face, and they are indecent! Don't bring those dirty tricks from other places to our fishing ground!
Boss He really has a way of managing the fishing ground. Before opening the door, he reiterated the rules of the fishing ground in front of everyone. If someone makes a fuss again, there will be no excuse for not knowing the rules, thus avoiding many disputes. .
Brother He, please quickly open the door. We are all old fishing friends, and everyone knows the rules of the pit! A buddy who knew He Wenlong very well next to him shouted.
Xiao He grinned: One more thing to add! This game guarantees more than 60% of the fish, and the fishing fee will be refunded if it fails to meet expectations!
Start entering!
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