Chapter 157 Mi Qiao’s Dream Chasing Journey

Zhang Yang smiled and grinned: "It's just a feeling. Whether it is true or not needs to be verified!

Have you noticed a problem? From yesterday to today, we didn’t catch a single small fish in the reservoir!”

"Hey, don't tell me! There are indeed no small fish. I thought it was because the water was cold in spring!

Could it be said that most of the small fry that reproduce naturally are eaten by predatory fish?" Xiao Hui also took up the topic.

"It's possible!"

Zhang Yang casually picked up the small scissors, cut off the cut off threads, and replaced them with a new pair of threads.

This time, the new sub-line has been changed from No. 0.5 to No. 0.8, and the No. 6 sleeve hook has a higher fault tolerance rate if it encounters slightly larger fish.

After changing the sub-thread, Zhang Yang deliberately turned the bait over, and pulled the double hooks smoothly against the bait skin, leaving two bait balls on the hook that were one size larger than the normal bait.

After loading the bait, I shook my wrist again and successfully threw the bait.

After the previous experience of catching fish in seconds with his last rod, Zhang Yang stopped smoking cigarettes and stared intently at the floating face, just to lift the rod as soon as possible.

The idea is good, but the reality is very ugly.

After the fish ran away, a full twenty minutes passed. Zhang Yang even used the fishing method of flying lead to search the water layer, but he still didn't get the bite action he dreamed of.

At this time, Xiaohui and Cheng, who were next to them, were in their respective dens, and the fish mouth gradually slowed down.

According to the previously preset fishing plan, after the first wave of fish was almost caught in the morning of the overnight nest, it was time to continue to replenish the nest. However, Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to replenish the nest, but deliberately postponed the time node for a while.

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Why do you do this? It is assumed that the fish running away is a predatory fish, such as a mandarin fish or something like that, which is very sensitive to the sound of hitting a heavy nest and throwing bombs.

Once the nest is repaired, even the theoretical opportunity is lost. Now if you guard it for a while, maybe there will be a chance to feed it.

The more ferocious the fish, the greater their appetite. It will definitely be difficult to fill up this small nest, and there may not be only one fish, and there may be other fish that come back and linger around the nest for another bite.

With such expectations, Zhang Yang took another twenty strokes. Just when he was about to give up, the float finally started to move.

It is normal to separate the hook, pull the bait, and throw the rod into the water. The float has just turned over and stood up, and before it started to move downward, I saw that the exaggerated floating phase almost exactly the same as last time came again.

There were more than ten eyes on the water, and five and a half of them fell down in one gulp. The remaining eyes swam diagonally forward and were quickly pulled into the water.

This is a half-water interception float shot at a high position. Zhang Yang roughly estimated from the position of the float that the depth of the water at the mouth was no more than one and a half meters. He ate hard and fast. After swallowing the bait, he turned around and ran away, just like the first shot.

The fish that ran away are very similar.

The next second, Zhang Yang flicked his wrist, and the resistance of the underwater fishing rig from the fish was transferred to Zhang Yang's hands through the fishing rod.

The resistance is not small, this fish should be quite big!

"Hit! Missed with half water!"

Zhang Yang forcibly lowered his voice and said hello. He held the fishing rod firmly with his right hand and rested his left hand on the middle of the handle.

If yesterday Xiaohui's challenge of fishing a big carp with a small hook and a thin line was the first experience for a young girl who is currently selling fish, Zhang Yang's current ability to control fish and fish is a sign of her extreme confidence in her own fishing skills.

Obviously, it is possible to change the sub-line fishhook or even the fishing rig to a larger size in advance, but Zhang Yang chose to use 0.8# sub-line.

After catching the fish, the fish stabbing and fish control techniques become more professional.

When lifting the rod to control the fish, there was no squealing sound of the fishing line cutting into the water during the whole process. When throwing the rod, the rod was not fully loaded. After lifting the rod, it was raised very smoothly. In the first round, the rod was easily raised for about seven seconds.

Eighty degrees, take control of the situation.

Besides, this fish in the water didn't seem to realize that it was caught after being hit by the hook, and it swam a few meters toward the left front.

Zhang Yang just lightly switched the angle of the bowfish and successfully guided the fish in the water to turn back.

This skillful control technique is much better than Xiaohui's stiffness and uncoordinated body yesterday.

"The size of the fish is okay! The small sleeve hook doesn't hurt and it doesn't exert force. There should be a chance!" Zhang Yang looked up at Brother Cheng and said truthfully.

"Xiao Hui, look at how Zhang Yang manages to seduce and control fish. We are both far behind, so we should learn more!" Brother Cheng said with a smile.

Xiaohui nodded: "I won't argue with you! Zhang Yang's fishing skills are beyond me!

However, now I am more curious about what kind of fish I caught!

You just said it was a semi-water interface, could it be grass carp? I have encountered this situation in the reservoir before, and grass carp also opens its mouth in spring!"

Zhang Yang controlled the pole and carefully felt the force and direction of the force under the water, and shook his head: "It's not like grass carp! Even if it is grass carp, it is definitely not a big grass carp!

The resistance is much smaller than I thought! I still stick to my previous judgment, most likely it’s a big smile!”

"Big cocked mouth? Didn't you hear from Lao Yan that the cocked mouth fish fry are put in there? And our northern varieties of cocked mouth don't seem to grow too big!" Brother Cheng looked confused.

Zhang Yang nodded: "If it is a local wild population with a raised mouth, it does not grow very big. It may be because the subspecies are different!

In Wenhe, the largest pout I've ever seen weighed about half a catty, and there were no larger ones!

But the fact that wild ones don't grow big doesn't mean that all pouty ones don't grow big. There's another possibility.

When Brother Yan put in other fry, some fry with big cocked mouths were mixed in! There are no natural enemies here, so there is a chance that they will survive and grow up!"

Xiaohui nodded thoughtfully after hearing this: "Well, it seems to make sense!

I saw a piece of news on the Internet. It seemed that a man was raising fish fry in his home, and there was a catfish fry in the fry.

As a result, all the fish in the pond were eaten by water tigers! By the time the water was drained, the catfish had grown to more than thirty kilograms!"

Zhang Yang shrugged: "I can only make a reasonable guess. I can't say what the actual situation is. The strength of this fish has begun to weaken. I estimate that it can turn its belly in ten minutes at most. The secret will be revealed on the spot!"

Sure enough, Zhang Yang's judgment was correct. In spring, the water was cold and the fish had little strength. In less than ten minutes, the fish under the water had lost its strength by sliding back and forth. It could not maintain its swimming posture and slowly floated out of the water.

Come up.

The body is long and narrow, and the fine scales on the body gleam like silver under the sun. It is visually estimated to be over seventy centimeters in length. It has a large mouth that is constantly opening and closing in an exaggerated posture. It is not a cocked mouth.

"Damn, you're so cocky! It's so big, almost one meter, right?!" Xiaohui stood up excitedly after seeing the fish.

Zhang Yang calmly shouted: "There is definitely no meter level, so grab the net and get ready to grab the fish!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it! Xiaoyi, you can take pictures safely and I'll do the fishing!"

Xiao Hui volunteered to get up, grabbed the net from behind and came to Zhang Yang's side. He half pulled the net bag and buried it in the water, waiting for Zhang Yang to pull the fish into the net.

The fish had already flipped over and was completely exhausted. Zhang Yang easily pulled it into the fishing net. Xiaohui checked it out and the fish fishing was successful!

He lifted the fish to the shore with the net pole, and the four people couldn't wait to surround him.

Looking closely at this big cocked mouth, the fish scales on the body are not as white as in the light, but they are densely packed and very tight, giving it a different kind of beauty.

Besides, the length of the fish in his hand was slightly larger than the visual inspection in the water. Zhang Yang pricked it with his fingers and found that it was probably close to 80 centimeters in length. He held it in his hand through the net bag and it weighed at least five or six kilograms. It was heavy.

Very cumbersome.

After seeing this, some people may want to complain. An 80-centimeter-long pout weighs only five or six pounds?

It is indeed true that fish like Qiaozui are actually relatively thin in the wild. The pot-bellied Miqiao is either in the breeding period and full of fish roe, or it is the product of artificial feeding in a breeding environment.

Zhang Yang estimated that it would take about five or six years for this pout to reach such a large size.

After admiring the fish catch, Zhang Yang carefully took off the two fishhooks that he had swallowed in his mouth.

After the hook was removed, Zhang Yang also specifically observed whether there were any damage or residual hooks in other parts of the fish's mouth.

After searching, I found nothing.

Unless the hook is swallowed in the throat, it is basically certain that the first fish that ran away after cutting the hook is not the same fish as the fish caught!

This also means that there may be a certain population distribution of big cocked mouths in the reservoir.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang felt his whole body become excited.

For an ordinary domestic fisherman, crucian carp is the first love, the childhood sweetheart, and maybe the final destination.

And what about the big pout?

It can be said that the fisherman's dream lover is something that can only be met by chance. It is the most elusive encounter that cannot be obtained. If you are lucky enough to meet it, you can enjoy it for a few years or even a lifetime.

Even if the large crucian carp resources here are extremely attractive, ordinary fishing friends will be jealous when the news is released.

Compared with the possible existence of a meter-level raised lip, it has become bleak.

"Isn't the fishhook taken off? What are you looking at?" Brother Cheng asked curiously when he saw that Zhang Yang was still staring at the upturned mouth.

Zhang Yang held the fish and stuffed it into the fish guard, and said: "Let me see if this fish is the one that escaped! There is no wound in the mouth, so it is not!"

It is very likely that there is a certain number of large cockroaches in the reservoir. Catching only crucian carp is too simple. How about we challenge the meter-level cockroaches?"

Brother Cheng looked at Zhang Yang: "A meter-level cocked mouth? Fishing with a fishing pole and commercial bait? It's too difficult!"

Otherwise, go down the mountain and buy some equipment for lure fishing. I know a friend who is pretty good at fishing with lures, but I have never been exposed to it. Do you know how?"

Zhang Yang nodded, then shook his head: "I know a little about Luya, but it's not necessary!

When the water is cold in spring, the activity of fish is poor and the density is too low, so it may not be easy to catch!

You can also fish with a hand pole, but it’s a little bloody and inhumane!”

"Ah? What are you thinking of? How can fishing be related to blood and inhumanity?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the crucian carp in the fish cage and said: "This thing is a predatory fish and is very sensitive to the fishy bait of blood and meat!
To be continued...