"Huh? If the fish are picky, can they eat the original pond pellets?"
Han Qiang scratched his head, still not understanding what Zhang Yang meant.
Zhang Yang nodded: "Yes! As long as the fish are willing to feed, then the original pond pellets are the last line of defense. If they don't even eat these pellets, then the fish's condition is quite tricky, and normal fishing methods won't work!
Moreover, the bigger the fish, the more cautious they are with the bait. If you see bubbles outside the nest but no bite, you can try using a dough ball dipped in pellets. You might get an unexpected catch!"
"What do you use for the center of the dough bait? The scattered small yellow powder is fantastic, but this dough fishing method is rarely used. While you have time, can you prepare a dough bait for everyone?"
Zhang Yang happily agreed: "Sure!"
Soon, Zhang Yang took out a bottle of Li Dayu dough glue from the fishing box and demonstrated on the spot to teammates who were not familiar with making dough bait how to prepare the dough bait core and how to coat it with dough.
With Zhang Yang, the absolute technical expert's support, everyone's fishing skills improved rapidly.
...
They had a lot to discuss, but when there was nothing to say, they kept it brief. That night, none of them went out to have fun. After dining on the commercial street downstairs, they returned to the hotel early, checked and replenished their fishing gear and baits, and turned in before 9:30.
Early the next morning, at 5:30, Zhang Yang's phone alarm went off on time.
Having slept early last night, Zhang Yang felt refreshed upon waking. He quickly put on a sun shirt, went to the bathroom for a simple wash, then woke his teammates, had breakfast downstairs, and headed early to report at Dragon and Phoenix Manor.
A little over ten minutes past six, Zhang Yang's team arrived at the entrance of Dragon and Phoenix Manor in their two vans.
Compared to yesterday and the day before, the competitive atmosphere at Dragon and Phoenix Manor had significantly increased. From the main road turning into the auxiliary road, colorful flags were lined up, and many staff members in uniform were directing traffic.
Since Zhang Yang and his team arrived early, there weren't many cars, so they only waited at the entrance for less than a minute before merging into the traffic heading to the mountain parking area.
Seeing cars with plates from various places arriving one after another, Wang Yan, in the passenger seat, clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Boss, how do you think the registration news spread? I just saw a plate from Inner Mongolia! From Inner Mongolia to here, it's easily over a thousand kilometers, right? Just to catch some fish?"
Zhang Yang grinned: "So what? Didn't you guys go to Sichuan on a trip for your livestreams not long ago?
Fishing is all about spirit. Once you decide to set off, the destination doesn't really matter! The car race has a prize of ten thousand for a thousand dollar bet. Such opportunities aren't common!"
"That's true. They probably lost money organizing such an event, right?
It's a few thousand per person, a hundred or so people. Even if fully booked, the registration fees just cover the car cost. What about the cost for releasing fish or the venue and labor fees? Where does that money come from?"
Hearing this doubt, Zhang Yang again grinned: "Who said the car needs to be paid for? Fengcheng has a Great Wall Motors production base. Haven't you heard?
While us common folk find it valuable, for the supervisory leaders, it's nothing more than a word's worth?
Have a big local company sponsor the event, give a car as a prize, and then find ways to make up the cost!
The car company wants relationships, the leaders want achievements, and the fishing base wants popularity!
Looking at it this way, everyone gets what they want, doesn't it all work out?
If you ask me, any competition organized by any level of fishing sports association is worth participating in!
But be careful with purely private commercial competitions; they're often a scam!"
As they were talking, a Land Cruiser suddenly appeared next to Zhang Yang's van.
The road up the mountain wasn't wide, and there were no cars coming down from the top, so Zhang Yang's van was driving in the middle of the road. You could say that in this kind of position, there's basically no room to overtake.
But the Cruiser, with local Fengcheng plates, had an extremely skilled driver who, with one wheel up on the sidewalk, found just enough space to squeeze through and overtook with a sharp acceleration, startling Zhang Yang.
"Damn! What the heck is that? Overtaking on this crappy road? So what if you're driving a Land Cruiser?"
Wang Yan, sitting in the passenger seat, was also startled, instinctively rolled down the window, and yelled.
The Cruiser driver didn't expect that after overtaking, the van would react and curse. He had already completed the maneuver and could have continued forward, but instead, he slammed the brakes in the middle of the road.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang also braked, looking displeased.
A young man in his twenties got out of the Cruiser. He was about 1.75 meters tall, lean and fit, with a dark complexion, wearing a T-shirt with a skull print and a shiny gold chain around his neck, practically advertising his wealth.
"What's wrong, buddy? Got a problem with me overtaking?" The spirited young man craned his neck and glanced at Wang Yan with disdain in his tone.
Wang Yan was about to get out and argue, but Zhang Yang quietly pulled his sleeve and shook his head.
"Overtaking without honking, you sure drive fiercely!" Zhang Yang said calmly.
The young man smirked with disdain after hearing Zhang Yang: "Who drives a Land Cruiser timidly? Your little Wuling van couldn't go fast even if it wanted to!