Near the Nansu Village river section upstream, Zhang Yang knows of a very typical fishing spot area.
Unlike so markers downstream, the terrain of this spot is more concealed.
Previously, when the water level was low, most of it was underwater, with only a tiny tip exposed.
Now the upstream releases water, and Zhang Yang specifically observed when asking about the fish news earlier—it's risen at least thirty to forty centiters—aning the morable marker is one hundred percent subrged.
Originally, few people knew about the terrain of this marker, mostly local old anglers, but among the anglers in the village, those with a complete set of fishing station and fork pants are scarce.
Moreover, the sudden change in fish conditions due to the water release might not have spread yet.
So even without going over, Zhang Yang preliminarily judged that there's a high possibility this spot has no one fishing!
With this sense of anticipation, Zhang Yang and his group zood over, reaching the hidden spot under Guanling outside Nansu Village in less than half an hour.
The car pulled over on the open ground by the Wen River under the Yang Shulin. Zhang Yang got out, glanced around, and felt assured.
From the shore looking down, the river seed quite ordinary, the spot completely subrged beneath the water, with only a local old man herding sheep nearby, not a single serious angler.
"Yang, is this the secret spot you ntioned? Where's the promised fishing spot? The water flow indeed looks calm, but standing here, there's no terrain to use."
ng Fan scrutinized the surrounding riverbank, finding it quite different from what he had imagined.
Zhang Yang grinned, pulled out a pack of cigarettes to share, lit one and clamped it in his mouth: "If I say there's one, it's definitely there. Hurry up and unload the car! Change into fork pants, and set up the fishing station!"
"Oh, alright!"
Trusting Zhang Yang absolutely, ng Fan and Xiao Yi quickly began unloading the equipnt.
Unloading the fishing box and rod bag, extracting the fishing station from the bottom, then setting it up by unfolding and securing the legs, placing it aside.
Then they took out chest-high integrated rubber fork pants, ready to set up the fishing station underwater.
Zhang Yang casually pulled out a four-and-a-half-ter fishing rod, casually hung a line, and began casting, seeking the underwater terrain of the fishing spot based on mory with a few quick glances from the shore.
Only after casting a dozen tis, Zhang Yang accurately pinpointed the spot, grabbed a net pole, and walked approximately ten ters into the water to verify the terrain, before returning to the shore, carrying the fishing station towards the river.
With ter-twenty-thick fishing station legs, set correctly, about thirty or forty centiters remained above the water. If it weren't for the muddied water due to the release, with sharp eyes, one might discern the approximate location of this hidden spot.
"Whoa! There's really a fishing spot underwater! Yang, how wide is the spot? Can we set a few fishing stations? I'm sticking next to you!"
ng Fan, seeing Zhang Yang easily set the station position, imdiately got excited.
Zhang Yang grinned, replying: "About three to four ters wide, with a gentle slope underneath, a very firm sandy bottom—more than enough space for our fishing stations."
With a precise answer given, ng Fan carried his fishing station into the water, following Zhang Yang's instructions, quickly stabilizing it, and after several trips, brought fishing boxes, bait containers, and other gear onto the station.
"What length rod are we using? Also, what for bait? Rice for Making Wine? Or old barrel corn?"
Having set up the fishing stations, ng Fan barraged with questions again, his winter-long anticipation for fishing turning him quite inquisitive.
Zhang Yang hesitated slightly, then said: "Don't worry about the bait and feed—I'll prepare them! Downstream mainly catches crucian carp, but other fish might appear! We're on the upstream section, should be a bit better than them!"
After saying this, Zhang Yang began busily preparing the bait he brought.
Wild fishing bait for crucian carp, Rice for Making Wine is essential, and Zhang Yang coincidentally mixed in so old barrel corn, then added a small portion of comrcial bait, and finally so clay from the grass holes nearby.
In a big bait mixing tub, after a thorough mix, created a large bowl of attractant, effective for wild fishing, sustaining the fish spot longer while economizing on the bait.
With no competition around, baiting was done casually, clumping it into fist-sized balls, waiting only to find the bottom before baiting to gather fish.
"Actually, for this spot, with the fishing station, using a three-ter-six rod is enough to fish!
However, considering possibly bigger fish might enter the spot, I suggest using four-and-a-half!
This way, big fish won't ss up the spot, and controlling or maneuvering fish becos easier! How about we, the two of us, use four-and-a-half rods?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Sure, I'll follow your lead!" ng Fan readily agreed.
With a series of preparations done, Zhang Yang then began the precise adjustnt of the bobber and finding the bottom, busy for five minutes, finding the bottom correctly.
With a four-and-a-half-ter rod, the water depth was approximately two ters three, with a generally gentle slope around the bait point. When testing water depth front and back, the maximum disparity didn't exceed five centiters, definitely enough for setting bait points.
After finding the bait point position, Zhang Yang and ng Fan swiftly entered combat mode, taking turns launching bait bombs a ter ahead of each other.
ntioned in previous occasions were the wild baiting thod of mixing in clay, which may seem dirty but has proven remarkably effective in reality.
Adding dirt effectively reduces the comrcial bait's flavor while greatly enhancing the bait point's longevity.
As ti passed, millet and corn kernels scattered around the bait point, allowing fish to eat but never fully satisfying them, significantly prolonging their stay around the bait.
With a whole basin of bait, the duo finished it all, leaving them only to wait patiently.
After getting to the fishing spot at eight forty in the morning, setting up the fishing station, adjusting the bobber, finding the bottom, preparing bait, and setting the spot—by the ti everything was ready, it was half an hour later.
But in wild fishing, the pace is naturally slower than in pit fishing, so Zhang Yang didn't rush while waiting for the spot to activate, engaging in casual chat with ng Fan.
"Yang, I didn't ask you much about Xiao Bo's incident with the grazing last ti, but he owes a favor, doesn't he? Xiao Bo approached several tis about inviting you for dinner!" During their chat, ng Fan casually brought up the past event.
Zhang Yang shook his head: "Dining is unnecessary! That group were my high school classmates; I ran into them when I brought Xiao Lin for hotpot.
They organized a class reunion and didn't even invite , so I won't bother joining in.
In school tis, I was pretty solitary, classmates t coincidentally, it was just a small favor, just a few words!"
"Well… Xiao Bo didn't even ntion that part!"
Upon hearing this, ng Fan, perceptive, quickly figured out the situation.
Based on Zhang Yang's account, Feng Bo's group didn't actually invite Zhang Yang to the gathering, approached ng Fan for help afterwards, using him as a buffer to smooth things over, with Zhang Yang coincidentally knowing soone from the opposing group, resolving the situation.
In essence, until Zhang Yang showcased his connections and abilities, Feng Bo's so-called classmates didn't regard Zhang Yang, who also developed locally.
The camaraderie among classmates diluted by social gains has completely changed.
With ng Fan's understanding of Zhang Yang, recognizing circumstances like this, he understood why Zhang Yang chose not to partake in such a al.
"Well, considering this, skipping the al isn't a bad idea! By the way, I also forgot to ask, was that beauty last ti your partner?"
ng Fan, noticing Zhang Yang didn't want to dwell on this subject, shifted his attention, ntioning Lin Nianwei.
Zhang Yang neither confird nor denied, squinting slightly as he glanced at ng Fan, playfully sarcastically remarking: "You, once familiar, start talking too much!
What, quitting your driver job to beco paparazzi? What's the line—don't ddle in the affairs of the society!"
"Well, it's just curiosity! From what you said, I get it! Rest assured, I'll definitely keep it a secret!"
ng Fan laughed, scratching his head, throwing Zhang Yang a knowing look.
Right as they were leisurely chatting, ng Fan's bobber moved.
The bobber gently rose half-eye then powerfully dipped one and a half-eye, turning completely black as they caught sight!
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