Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 877 - 586: The Cunning Big Fish

After Zhang Yang adjusted the fishing depth once again, after casting normally, the various movements on the bobber almost completely disappeared!

Yes, you got it right, completely disappeared. The large lead-weighted bobber showed obvious penetration effects once the fishing set was in the water. Occasionally, during the bobber’s turnover, small white stripes on the surface might nibble a bit, but once the main line was taut, subsequent bobber movements practically ceased.

Experienced anglers who have fished reservoirs know that when fishing for carp and crucian, these bottom-dwelling species, it’s often necessary to fish at the bottom.

But for Silver Carp and Bighead Carp species, fishing usually happens in the upper and middle water layers. Situations like Zhang Yang’s, where he’s fishing at a depth of three meters eight to four meters out of five meters, aren’t common.

The larger the Silver Carp and Bighead, the less they rely on the fish schools and tend to present in small groups of two or three. Only those smaller individuals gather in dense large clusters.

Yue Feng was very clear-minded; he himself intended to guard the old fish in the reservoir, and sparse bites were normal.

This is when Zhang Yang’s mindset really showed its strength. A normal angler might not resist the temptation where pulling the bobber seat down half a meter easily catches fish.

Zhang Yang endured this temptation, and he wasn’t the least bit lax.

His baiting technique hardly differed at all, fully meeting serious formal fishing standards. Every few minutes, after the bait dissolved, Zhang Yang would lift the rod and replace it with new bait, steadily casting and continuing to guard fish.

This guarding went on for over two hours.

Around 4:30, Zhang Yang saw only one decent bobber move, lifting the rod resulted in a blank shot, while not far away Xiao Wei and the Yoyo sisters frequently caught fish because their fishing depth was more suitable, even showing signs of a streak.

"Zhang Yang, catching anything? You seem busy, but why no fish? Is the depth too deep?"

Yoyo had just caught another seven or eight-pound Silver Carp, feeling cheerful, she took out the hook to protect it while calling out to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang grinned in Yoyo’s direction: "Not yet biting, still early before dark, let’s keep watching! With such groundwork, there should be opportunities!"

"Xiao Wei and I had a blast this afternoon, you might end up empty if you don’t adjust!" Yoyo reminded Zhang Yang again.

"No worries, with Xu Shibao as a guarantee! Why worry! I just want one big fish, at least breaking the record!"

Xiao Wei pouted: "Ha, it’s not as easy as you think! I doubt it!"

As those words fell, Zhang Yang’s expression slightly froze, quickly straightening his back.

The exposed three-eye bobber suddenly swayed slightly to one side, quickly resuming calmness.

At this point, the bait on the hook had soaked for over a minute, according to Zhang Yang’s judgment, the bait ball size was barely half its original size.

Which meant only a relatively compact bait core remained on the hook.

In such circumstances, the bobber made a line-skimming move, Zhang Yang had to be tense.

Could it be a big fish has arrived?

Zhang Yang was quietly anticipating, all attention focused on the water-exposed bobber.

"Got a bite? Why so mysterious!" Xiao Wei watched Zhang Yang sitting upright, asking again.

Zhang Yang didn’t speak, just put his right-hand forefinger against his lips indicating silence, eyes fixed on the bobber.

Sure enough, several seconds later, the bobber had movement again.

A sudden downward jolt, straight and strong, clearly two downward jolts.

With Zhang Yang’s attention constantly on the bobber, always in readiness, such bobber movements couldn’t be missed, he immediately lifted to hook fish.

But lifting the rod brought no sensation, another blank shot.

"Damn, what’s going on, such a good bite, can’t catch it!" Zhang Yang muttered under his breath, held the main line with his left hand quickly straightened the double hook rigs, and replaced with new bait on the self-supporting line hook.

Lightly guiding the rod tip to swing the fishing set to the target nest, Zhang Yang meticulously observed again.

After a short while, the line-skimming move appeared again, followed by an almost identical strong downward jolt within ten seconds.

Zhang Yang lifted the rod again, yet missed again!

"Hey, damn, it’s really odd today!" Zhang Yang got entirely frustrated at two consecutively missed certain shots.

For a fishing expert of Zhang Yang’s skill level, the ability to catch straightforward bites was exceptionally strong, a basic fresh fish bite would nearly guarantee no misses.

But now, with excellent bobber movements, he failed twice in the same place, leaving Zhang Yang utterly depressed.

"Boss, what’s up? When I checked the bobber with the telephoto lens, the bite movements were crisp, no way it’s small fish messing?" Xiao Yi, capturing from behind Zhang Yang, leaned over and quietly asked.

An irritated Zhang Yang again straightened the line set, baits up a third time, but this time, he wasn’t as blind, instead he started a focused adjustment.

Zhang Yang’s adjustment was quite simple, just pinching the bait ball on the hook extra tight.

After fine-tuning the bait ball, casting into water again. Zhang Yang fixedly watched the bobber, re-entering combat-ready mode.