Why say it like that?
You can simply do the math!
With a fishing fee of eighty yuan per person, calculated for 25 people, the income from the fishing fees on that day would be close to two thousand yuan.
A total of five hundred pounds of fish was stocked, and now purchasing fish is only 4.2 yuan per pound, almost recouping the cost on the same day.
Subsequent fishing fees from casual anglers and the fish left in the pond are all extra profit, not to mention, anglers have a few dimes difference when they sell fish, no matter how you calculate it, it's a sure win without any loss!
Soon, Diao Changhe turned towards Zhang Yang's side.
Zhang Yang took out the cash from his pocket and handed it to Diao Changhe, "President Diao, the fishing fee for the three of us, plus the balance of yesterday's casual angling, all together!"
Diao Changhe checked the money and nodded, "Three of you, huh? This time you caught it at the right time! Last time the fish was too big and didn't work well, but today's fish was picked personally by Old Wang from the market, the best! Fish well and strive for the first place!"
"Hehe, I'll take your good words!" Zhang Yang gave a chuckle and grinned, then lowered his head and continued adjusting the bait.
The previously prepared bait had a water ratio of about 1:0.4, with a relatively neutral state.
After observing the state of the stocked fish, Zhang Yang decided to adjust the bait to be drier and more dispersed, directly opening the remaining packet of fish bait in the tackle box and sprinkling it into the bait basin.
Stir well, add water appropriately, and reform into new bait.
After Zhang Yang's second fine-tuning, the water ratio was reduced to about 1:0.3, with the bait's overall state slightly dry, making the technique using the Triangle Cannon a bit more difficult.
This bait state rapidly atomizes once in the water, and after reaching the bottom, there's almost no residue left on the hooks. Highly atomized bait is more effective for dealing with new fish.
Unconsciously, it was already ten past six, with many people fishing properly today, and Diao Changhe was very pleased. He didn't mind when he saw someone throwing bombs to create spots prematurely; back and forth, the crowd began fishing before the official start time.
While others were clutching fist-sized bait balls to throw into their fishing spots, making constant splashes, Zhang Yang and his group stood out as different.
They saw Zhang Yang not using the five-meter-four long rod but directly taking out the three-meter-six Combat Rod.
The short rod casts lighter and feels better. Using the same method as last time when starting a new spot during casual angling, Zhang Yang used the lead seat to roll a few balls and swing them into the spot, followed by the double-hook Triangle Cannon, casting one after another.
Beside him, Old Zhao was using the five-meter-four. During preparation, Zhang Yang already reminded him to switch to a short rod, but he stubbornly stuck with his old habits.
Stubbornly using a long rod instead of a short one, Zhang Yang's attempts to convince him failed, so he simply used the short rod and let Old Zhao use the five-meter-four.
The two fishing spots were more than three meters apart, with one casting slightly eastward and the other casting westward, trying to minimize their impact on each other.
Strategically, the impact didn't seem significant, but in practice, it wasn't the same!
The speed of casting with the three-meter-six short rod was much faster! Old Zhao averaged two casts for every three by Zhang Yang. This rhythm difference initially seemed insignificant, but over time, it accumulated slowly, eventually leading to a qualitative change causing a quantitative change.
It was foreseeable that from the moment Old Zhao insisted on using the long rod despite advice, he was bound to be at a disadvantage.
Ten minutes into fishing, Zhang Yang hadn't stopped casting. After fishing for a while, he looked around at the other anglers.
In the vast fishing ground, no one had caught any fish yet, just as Zhang Yang anticipated!
According to Zhang Yang's judgment, new fish of this quality entering the water should start biting in about half an hour!
If there were an underwater camera, it would show the fish's state underwater matching Zhang Yang's judgment exactly.
The fish just released into the water hadn't adapted to the new environment when they were bombarded with incessant 'bombs' by dozens of people, frightened into wandering and hiding in the water.
After more than ten minutes of quiet, the fish's stress-induced fleeing gradually calmed down and they began swimming counterclockwise in the pond.
After tossing the bombs, ordinary anglers would pinch two balls of bait and throw them into the fishing spot to wait, but Zhang Yang did not slack off at all, maintaining an average frequency of two casts per minute, constantly casting.
Another ten minutes later, after Zhang Yang's bobber entered the water, tiny movements began to appear more frequently!
The bobber showed irregular minor movements, indicating fish were coming into the spot, indirectly proving that fish had begun biting one after another, and now was the best opportunity to claim territory in the fishing spot and snatch the fish school!
Zhang Yang sensed this and once again sped up his casting pace!
After casting dozens more rods with his head down, finally, as the explosive bait ball hit the water, before the bobber even turned over, the double bait was still at a height of ten to twenty centimeters from the bottom, and a very fierce double-dip bite occurred.
Thump! Thump!
Two consecutive powerful downward bites on the bobber moved Zhang Yang's heart, got it!
Grab the rod, flick the wrist, lift the rod to hook the fish! The technical movements were performed in one smooth motion!
There wasn't even a piercing screech of the rod, Zhang Yang had already bent the rod upward.
The three-meter-six Combat Rod had very strong waist strength, and the new fish in the water was brought to the surface after just one round by Zhang Yang.
With the fish out of the water, Zhang Yang deliberately controlled the rod to let the fish take a gulp, calming it down a lot and stopping its intense struggle.
Zhang Yang steadily dragged the fish flat to his feet along the water surface, grabbed the landing net rod with his left hand, and gently netted in the direction of the fish's head.
First fish successfully netted!!
Grabbing the landing net with his left hand, Zhang Yang brought it back to the water's edge, hooking the bottom of the net rod with his left ankle to assist with force, and directly brought the net head and fish to the fish keeper's mouth.
At this moment, his right hand still held the rod, keeping the fishing line taut, while his left hand untangled the line and found the hook in the fish's mouth, lightly pressing the hook's shaft to easily remove the hook.
Double hooks loaded with explosive bait cast into the spot, then flipped the landing net head.
With a thud, the first caught fish fell into the keeper with a splash!
From hooking the fish to bringing it back to the fish keeper, Zhang Yang's entire set of movements had long since become an instinct engraved in his bones, smooth and fluid beyond measure.
At this point, Old Zhao beside him turned his head upon hearing the commotion and asked, "Caught your first fish?"
"Yep! The fish are near; they've started biting! You should switch to a short rod now; it's not too late yet!" Zhang Yang reminded again.
"I also saw a bobber movement here; I've built so many nests, I want to try fishing more!"
"Then you try first!" Zhang Yang said nothing else, continuing his relentless double-hook explosive bait bombardment.
At this moment, if Zhang Yang replaced his bait for attracting fish with regular soft sticky bait for fishing, he might catch a fish on the first cast, but he didn't do so, instead continuing to draw fish into the nest with superior fish-attracting explosive bait!
The fish school in the underwater spot gradually gathered from small clusters of three to five to seven or eight, then over ten, then over twenty...
Until the second and third successive casts resulted in high-position bites, Zhang Yang knew there were plenty of fish in his spot!
The real battle was officially on!