"Haha, the more fish you stock, the better the quality, naturally the catch is greater! I'm just benefiting from President Diao's generosity!" Zhang Yang grinned as he spoke.
"You've caught way too much. If everyone fished like you, I'd be skinned alive!" Diao Changhe pulled a long face, looking like soone who has suffered silently.
Zhang Yang was ntally prepared when he decided to sell his catch to him this ti.
Seeing Diao Changhe's displeased face, Zhang Yang remained calm and continued with a smile: "That's not how you do the math!
The fishing fees are collected by you, but once the fish are stocked in the pond, they're no longer yours. Whatever is left after everyone fishes is what you have!
If I were the owner, the more others fish, the happier I'd be!
Let , a fellow, bring up the fish, and you can use the catch results to advertise the fishing ground. It's better for our own people to benefit than outsiders, right, President Diao?"
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Diao Changhe's expression finally softened a bit as he murmured, "But you've caught too much anyway! If one person catches over a hundred pounds, how many fish do we really have left? If others don't catch anything, they won't co back next ti! Then my fishing ground would suffer losses!"
"As long as fish are leaving the pond, who cares who catches them?
If they can't out-fish others, it's a matter of skill. No one will bla you, the pond owner. Rember our previous fish theft results, and how many new custors it brought in to play?
Besides, I run a fishing gear store and rely on selling bait and supplies to make a living. If you don't let catch fish, who would buy my stuff?
If no one buys my stuff, who would organize people to co to our pond to play? W City isn't ho to just our fishing ground, right?"
At this point, Zhang Yang's intentions were clear.
The underlying ssage was simple: if we support each other, we'll succeed together. You make it easy for , and I'll bring people to support your business!
If you cause trouble because I've caught too much fish, then future fishing groups won't co to Oil House Fishing Ground!
"Haha, Brother Zhang Yang, what are you talking about? I an nothing else, just worried you might tire yourself out fishing too much!" Hearing this, Diao Changhe instantly smiled and squinted.
Today, Zhang Yang organized a group of ten people, and if he took them to another fishing ground, Diao Changhe would suffer losses.
Many people greeted Zhang Yang during the fish stocking, and Diao Changhe noticed, plus the fishing fees organized by Zhao Bingguang's group of ten were handed over to Diao Changhe by Zhang Yang. This says it all, doesn't it?
"Haha, I'm just joking with Brother Diao! Let's weigh the fish! I'll brand it with the bait packaging, and we'll take so group photos. Next round, we'll guarantee a full crowd!" Zhang Yang laughed and smoothly shifted the topic.
"Alright, let's go!"
...
After a verbal exchange, Zhang Yang finally regained control and made Diao Changhe reluctantly accept the catch.
Zhang Yang had checked the weights beforehand, so Diao Changhe dared not tamper with the scales, and soon the two of them together hoisted the catch onto the electronic scale.
Weight with skin 98.4 pounds, net weight about 92 pounds, just shy of a hundred.
After weighing, Zhang Yang squatted in front of the catch, holding the bait package with his own Na Yang Special sticker, and had Diao Changhe take a few photos of the fish with his phone, which he quickly posted to Diao Changhe's client QQ group.
After a while, Wang Jun's catch was also weighed, 68 pounds. The total catch for the three people was 234 pounds, returning 700 evenly!
After deducting the fishing fees at 120 per person, they still made a net profit of 340 yuan, essentially earning enough for the next round of fishing fees.
"Should I keep the fish return money here for the next round of fees?" Diao Changhe asked after the three people had weighed their fish.
Zhang Yang said: "Set aside 360 for the next fishing fees, and give the rest to , so we can find a place to eat!"
"Well... alright!" Diao Changhe reluctantly took out 340 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yang.
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After the fish return was settled, the three of them drove two cars, already with the headlights on, away from Oil House Fishing Ground, heading straight to the old place, the authentic town BBQ stall.
They had finished early today, more than an hour ahead compared to last ti, and didn't go to the market to sell fish. Upon arriving at the local stall, there were still two tables of custors left. Zhang Yang, familiar with the place, ordered skewers and other dishes, and they began to chat while eating peanuts and edama.
Zhao Bingguang was the most excited, handing out a round of cigarettes, said: "Following Xiao Zhang's arrangent today, I finally got to enjoy it! Damn, my arm is still sore! Over ten big carp on the hook, it was so thrilling!"
Wang Jun was a bit frustrated, murmuring: "Damn it, I didn't fish well today, got sabotaged! The guy next to saw using a 3.6-ter short rod, and pulled out a 4.5-ter one, ssing up my fish nest! Otherwise, I could have caught more!"
Hearing Wang Jun's complaint, Zhang Yang turned to Old Zhao: "See? I wasn't wrong, was I?"
"That Qian Wenbo is really not righteous! The 4.5-ter fishing spot is on a slope, can't set the nest properly! This behavior is purely harming others without benefiting oneself!" Zhao Bingguang said.
Wang Jun continued: "Today, so of them were even inquiring about the situation at your store! Hou Xiaojun told them, and I guess after fishing tomorrow, they might visit your store to gather information!"
Zhang Yang grinned: "Let them co, they're welco to buy bait! As for learning other things, it depends on their sincerity!
Us brothers can speak freely! With them, it's just a store-custor relationship with no emotional foundation; for learning techniques, I don't teach just anyone who asks!"
"Yeah, don't be polite to them! That bunch is not short of money!"
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After eating their fill and checking out at around one, each of them drove ho. Zhang Yang, as usual, spent the night on a camp bed on the second floor of his store.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yang still didn't get the chance to sleep in; at around six, just after dawn, an angler was already pounding on the door to buy bait!
The fish catch photos taken by Diao Changhe last night, posted to the QQ group, had a huge visual impact on the anglers in the group.
A total of 800 pounds of fish stocked, and one person caught nearly 100 pounds, with two companions also catching 60-70 pounds.
Such catch results are intimidating. For ordinary anglers still at the stage of catching three to five fish per session, it's simply unbelievable.
The photos of the fish catch stirred a great uproar in the group. Countless people couldn't sleep after reading the news.
A fisherman's relationships are complex; the achievents witnessed by so many people cannot be faked. The inquiries, however, have intensified the psychological hint of using Divine Bait, extraordinary bait.
Sure enough, early in the morning, people ca to buy Zhang Yang's branded bait.
Treating these anglers, visiting the store for the first ti due to advertising, Zhang Yang was impartial.
Twenty yuan for a 500g package, the sa price, regardless of the type, with usage differences covered in the instructions for different water ratios, but when it ca to more advanced tactics about how to use it in practice, Zhang Yang glossed over it without going into too much detail.
The understanding of the core idea of attracting and catching fish requires one's own contemplation and intuition, and Zhang Yang wouldn't fully disclose the core points to anyone who asked.
After all, it involves his store's bait sales and core competitiveness. Zhang Yang isn't the kind to teach soone at the risk of becoming obsolete himself.
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