As long as this thing is shared in the fishing group, it can have quite a significant advertising effect,
and even if Luo Dapeng doesn't fish himself, he can still use the opportunity to sell goods, which is essentially making money while lying down!
Luo Dapeng raised his glass to signal for everyone to clink glasses, then said leisurely, "All the people who appeared in the videos are here! I even took them to see the venue in advance the day before yesterday!
After the competition tomorrow, let's see about arranging a gathering and maybe have a meal together! Their team is very tightly scheduled, so it's uncertain if they have time!"
"That would be great. I see they use small yellow bread in the videos for scattering, and most of the time they're casting for frequency with lead sinkers and a few pellets!"
"I really enjoy watching those videos too, they're really impressive. Wherever they go, there's a seventy to eighty percent chance of catching, and many times they even pull a curve!"
The conversation veered towards Zhang Yang's Black Pit Jianghu public account, and soon everyone forgot about the competition where they didn't catch any fish.
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The next morning, Zhang Yang woke up on time with the alarm and called the rest of the team to get up. After they washed up, they went downstairs for breakfast early and rushed to the fishing venue.
Compared to yesterday's opening match, the excitement on the second day of the competition had slightly decreased,
with many anglers who completely failed in the two rounds the day before withdrawing from the latter two, so the large parking lot saw significantly fewer people compared to yesterday.
Zhang Yang didn't feel much about this, parked the car, unloaded their gear, and everyone found a spot with chairs in the corner to patiently wait for the drawing and entrance.
"Is your stomach all right now? Did you get any trouble last night?" With nothing else to do, Zhang Yang casually asked the two Jet Fighter members from yesterday.
Han Qiang shook his head: "No problem, Brother Zhou took two PPAs in the morning and hasn't felt any stomach pain!"
Wang Yan also chimed in fearfully: "Whoever eats marinated sea blubber and pickled crab legs again is the son, damn, they're really troublesome!
You guys don't know, yesterday I almost didn't make it to the toilet, luckily I squeezed tight!"
While speaking, Wang Yan seemed to recall yesterday's not-so-good condition and instinctively made a squeezing gesture, causing another bout of laughter among the group.
Before they knew it, it was time to gather for the draw and get ready to enter, and the referee's call started sounding over the loudspeaker. Zhang Yang and his group put down the little monitor guard their equipment, and everyone else walked toward the draw box.
Soon, the seat numbers for the four of them were drawn.
Zhang Yang was 03 in Zone 15, Han Qiang 22 in Zone 8, Wang Yan 04 in Zone 7, and Zhou Chu 15 in Zone 33!
Zhang Yang wasn't as lucky as yesterday for today's competition since Zone 15 was on the west bank, and fishing in the morning meant the view was somewhat affected. However, Zhang Yang had prepared for this, putting on anti-glare sunglasses ahead of time.
When the entrance at the gate opened, everyone leisurely carried their fishing boxes to their respective spots.
Zhang Yang found his seat number and started the routine preparation.
From last night's summary, Zhang Yang reduced the amount of bait today, making two pounds of wet scattered bait at once, with mostly the same small dose of additives, keeping the flavor concentration consistent with what was found yesterday afternoon.
After completing the usual preparation, Zhang Yang took out a bottle of unflavored rubber pellets from the fishing box, adding a bit of fruit acid and barley sweet potato paste to the pellets, sealed the lid, and gave them a good shake.
This method of adding a bit of flavor to the rubber pellets can be a little trick, adding a certain flavor type to the pellets, which in many fishing conditions, can achieve a good effect of attracting and encouraging the fish to bite.
After all the preparations were done, Zhang Yang looked at the time, finding that the competition would start in ten minutes,
but to his surprise, no one had arrived at the fishing spot on his left.
Damn, is he going to sit in the luxury box this morning? Seeing this, Zhang Yang felt kind of happy.
After all, in a competition where people are packed side by side, a three-meter-wide fishing spot is not narrow, but who wouldn't prefer a larger space?
Nobody beside him meant one less direct competitor, which was indeed an advantage for Zhang Yang.
Even when the match officially started, no one showed up at the fishing spot on Zhang Yang's left, truly leaving him in a luxury box for one session.
With the open space left unused, and no one beside him, Zhang Yang made targeted adjustments when the competition began.
The usual method was to create a nest with lead sinkers, at most three or four bait balls, but today it was different,
Zhang Yang went straightforwardly to the far point near his fishing spot boundary line, with seven or eight bait balls,
then added four bait balls near the direction of the right boundary line. After setting the sinkers on both sides, he selected the second fishing spot as the main nest with wet scatter for a trial fishing.
With this move, it equals opening the fishing with two nests,
where the unoccupied side of the fishing spot boundary line has a heavier nest to gradually attract, while the conventional nest tactics were employed, utilizing the advantage of the luxury box fishing spot first.
With the initial arrangements complete, Zhang Yang began a trial fishing process almost identical to the previous afternoon, first probing today's fish condition with small bait because the fish condition was unclear.
After forty minutes of fishing, the judgment wasn't great, having worked for so long with hardly any decent bites, and only one decent attempt missed catching a fish.
Zhang Yang was busy with scattered and rubbed bait for a long time, catching no decent carp, and at the fifty-fifth minute, unexpectedly caught a small red ornamental crucian weighing less than half a pound.
If it were wild fishing, catching such a red crucian would make Zhang Yang happy, as it has a good implication, and the red color is pleasing to the eye.
However, having crucians enter the nest during a competition is not a good omen.
Everyone knows that different fish species aren't harmonious in water, especially between large fish and small fish.
Aggressive fishing methods with scattered bait and small additives in the first half-hour involve many small fish, as they are the first to arrive when bait enters the water, but when large fish enter the nest, they scare away the small fish, making them flee the area.
In a competition like this with a thousand participants, pre-release of a large amount of commercial fish into the water can affect local fish species, especially the small fish, in a short period. Yesterday, during two matches, there was minimal disturbance from small fish.
However, today, with no large fish bites and the appearance of small red fish, it indicated that the activity level of released farmed carp was very low and they lost interest in eating, giving small fish the opportunity to bite.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang reluctantly shook his head and poured the scattered bait back into the mixing bowl from the food tray. He took out a bag of Screw Carp No.2 from the fishing box and mixed a suitable amount into the wet scattered bait.
Blending evenly, Zhang Yang added water to the wet scattered bait, changing the water-to-bait ratio from 1:0.5 to about 1:0.7.
This ratio was approaching the kneaded bait state,
so Zhang Yang didn't knead excessively, letting it stand for a few minutes to absorb water fully, then started pinching it with his fingertips, making kneaded bait for fishing.
Seeing this, many people might be confused, where's the divine weapon, small yellow bait? Why not use it? Scatter it!?
In cases where fresh carp isn't biting, indeed, offensive dry scatter and wet scatter bait lack specificity.
Zhang Yang added some Screw Carp No.2 to the bait to increase the animal and plant protein ratio in the yellow bait, shifting from fresh carp to the large native fish in the pond.
Adjusting the bait state and water ratio, Zhang Yang also made targeted changes to the casting frequency, slowing it to about one cast per minute, with both hooks having bait the size of dates.
Additionally, adjusting the float's loading lead adjustment, Zhang Yang changed it from a previous setting of adjusted eight fishing three, to level water and fish three eyes, with both hooks resting on the bottom.
Despite twenty minutes of persistent casting and observing, Zhang Yang still hadn't found any effective float interactions, making him a bit unsettled.
Seventy-five minutes into the fishing, and with only a few-ounce small red fish in the fish keeper, was this round going to freeze?
There is no invincible general on the battlefield; this scenario also applies to fishing competitions. Sometimes the fish condition is uncooperative, and no matter what the angler tries, it doesn't work.
However, Zhang Yang didn't want to sit idly by, and while scanning his gaze around the other anglers, he began to think rapidly.
What to do? What to do?