My Deep-sea Fishery

Zhang Qicheng laughed when he saw Xiang Yang throwing the hook, "How can you throw bait like this in sea fishing? Brother Xiang, watch me throw the rod."

I saw that Zhang Qicheng straightened his body, then coordinated the strength of his arms and wrists, joined his waist and hands together, and threw the bait forward forcefully, and immediately threw the bait nearly a hundred meters away.

"How is it? Am I good?" Zhang Qicheng looked at Xiang Yang triumphantly after throwing the bait, "But only a true fishing master can throw the bait over a hundred meters during sea fishing."

Xiang Yang smiled and nodded, "Excellent."

"It's so-so. In fact, I didn't throw it to 100 meters. The rod is a little rough." Zhang Qicheng said with a smile: "When fishing in the sea, there is skill in throwing the rod. It is not easy to go fishing once. Looking at the boundless sea on the sea Fishing while admiring the beautiful scenery in the boundless sea is a wonderful enjoyment, but from my experience, Brother Xiang, you are wrong even in the most basic throwing pole. What have you gained from fishing, I feel sorry to see you wasting such a good sea fishing opportunity, do you want me to teach you the correct way to throw the rod?"

Xiang Yang continued to smile and nodded, "Okay, wait for me to catch this fish first, and you will teach me, brother Zhang, when I throw my rod next time."

"What are you waiting for? The rod you throw is so close to the boat, when will you be able to catch fish?" Zhang Qicheng shook his head and said, "Actually, the skill of throwing a rod is very simple. Everyone's physical condition is different. The strength is the same, so everyone’s strength is different, which creates different throwing strengths. Some fishermen will stagnate when throwing the sea pole with greater force. Like me, the throwing action is very elegant. Every time It’s a painting when you throw a pole to fish.”

Just when Zhang Qicheng was talking vigorously, Xiang Yang made a movement of silence, "Shhh, don't be born yet, I have a fish to take the bait."

Zhang Qicheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Xiang Yang's luminous fish mark 20 or 30 meters away suddenly sinking into the water.

"You caught fish like this?" Zhang Qicheng was dumbfounded.

Xiang Yang smiled and said: "Yes, I feel that the size of this fish should not be small, all thanks to Brother Zhang."

Zhang Qicheng glanced at his mouth and felt that he couldn't hold back his face. He said just now that his fishing method was wrong and he couldn't catch any fish. In a blink of an eye, all the fish were hooked.

"It seems that we are lucky tonight. There are a lot of fish in this sea area. Brother Xiang, let's see who catches the most?" Zhang Qicheng tried to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"Okay!" Xiang Yang agreed, and at the same time began to retract and release the fishing line non-stop.

After a stalemate with that fish, Xiang Yang quickly pulled up the fishing line that sank into the sea, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Fish basket."

"Here we come." He Mingde, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately stretched out a fishing net with a handle towards the water, and caught the half-meter-long grouper with one net.

"My dear, this is a grouper." Zhang Qicheng groaned strangely and hurried up to help.

"It's a pity that it's not the top-quality mouse spot in the grouper." Xiang Yang smiled and untied the hook hanging in the fish's mouth, then stuck a needle in the fish's belly and pulled it out, "Put it in the oxygen tank to raise it." , the fish won’t taste good if it’s dead.”

Although this fishing boat is equipped with an engine, it does not have a live water tank, but there are two fish tanks neatly placed in the middle of the boat. Generally, when rare fish are caught, they will not die immediately, but the fish can be kept alive. shipped back to shore.

The grouper was still alive and kicking after being put into the tank.

Zhang Qicheng's eyes lit up, "This fish should weigh four or five catties, right?"

Xiang Yang nodded, "Such a big grouper should weigh five catties."

"Sell it to me." Zhang Qicheng said with bright eyes, "I'll offer five hundred yuan."

Xiang Yang glanced at Zhang Qicheng unexpectedly, "Do you also do the grouper business?"

"Don't do it." Zhang Qicheng shook his head like a splashing drum, "The number of grouper is too scarce, and it is impossible to do wholesale. You know that I don't do retail."

"Then why did you buy it?" Xiang Yang said.

"Of course I bought it to eat for myself. This is the wild grouper I watched caught."

Xiang Yang thought for a while, one hundred yuan a catty of wild grouper was almost the market price, and Xiang Yang himself didn't like to eat this fish, so he nodded immediately: "Okay, then I'll sell it to you gone."

Zhang Qicheng was overjoyed immediately, "Okay, I'll transfer 500 yuan to you when I get ashore."

Xiang Yang tidied up the fishing rod and line, and hung a dead shrimp on the hook again.

Zhang Qicheng spoke again at this time, "Brother Xiang, I will teach you to understand the "split casting method" of casting a pole in the sea in the shortest possible time. Separate shoulder-width apart, stand firmly, hold the handle of the fishing rod with both hands, hold it directly above the head, face the target with your hands, eyes, body and sea rod, and then use chopping movements, the fishing rod is from top to bottom , wait for the fishing rod to form a forty-five-degree angle with the water surface, and then start to set out the line, don’t hesitate during the whole action, if there is a pause, start again.”

Xiang Yang smiled, "It's too complicated, I think the method of throwing the club is the same."

As he said that, Xiang Yang spotted a bluestone spot more than 30 meters away from him and threw the hook accurately.

"You're throwing the hook like this again. See how far you've thrown it? It's no wonder you can catch fish like this. Listen to me. Don't be afraid of complications. As long as you study hard, I promise to teach you in one night. Don't feel troublesome to harvest." Zhang Qicheng said.

Xiang Yang smiled and said, "Why can't I catch it? Didn't I catch a grouper just now?"

"You're a blind cat meeting a dead mouse." Zhang Qicheng said angrily.

As soon as Zhang Qicheng finished speaking, Xiang Yang made a motion of silence, "Shh, don't talk yet, I'm hooked again."

"Huh?" Question marks appeared on Zhang Qicheng's head.

But Xiang Yang couldn't control that much anymore, and continued to pull or release the fishing line to stand in a stalemate with the fish in the sea as before. Seeing that the fishing line was getting longer and longer, and getting tighter and tighter, Xiang Yang couldn't bear it. Immediately shouted: "No, this fish is too big, uncle, help me get the fish basket."

"Okay." He Mingde was also very excited, picked up the fish basket and stepped forward, "Boss Zhang, give way first, this is a big fish, don't let this fish get away."

Zhang Qicheng: "???"

Soon, this fish was pulled up by Xiang Yang and He Mingde together. It was a blue grouper weighing four or five catties.

Xiang Yang first took off the hook in the fish's mouth and put the fish into the water tank, then looked at Zhang Qicheng, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, I didn't hear what you said just now, what did you just say?"

Zhang Qicheng: "."