Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 59: "Children" Don’t Understand

Zhang Yang still used the 3.6-meter combat rod to start fishing. Compared to him, Old Lang’s rod was much softer, at most a 2/8 action.

Even the new fish just put in couldn’t be directly pulled out of the water when hooked; he had to patiently control the fish for several rounds to successfully get it into the net.

After about three or four rounds of fighting with the fish, Old Lang safely unhooked the first fish and placed it into the keeper, while Zhang Yang beside him only glanced with the corner of his eye, not even raising his head, continuing his rhythm.

Hooking the first fish first made Old Lang, who was slightly nervous before fishing, relax a bit. The trick his senior gave him was pretty useful; the fishing method and bait both had enhancements, and now it seemed the practical effects were good!

In this state, Old Lang quickly hooked the second and third fish, while Zhang Yang beside him still hadn’t caught a single fish.

"Tsk tsk, Little Mao, how’s the master fishing today?"

Lang Junfeng unhooked the third fish and teased his little apprentice with a slight turn of his face.

"No need to say, the master’s fishing is on point. It’s just started, and already three fish! Tonight, keep it up, we’ll definitely break old Diao’s record!"

Little Mao, responsible for netting fish, sweetly flattered Old Lang.

"If we really break the record, we’ll pack up and go for skewers, my treat!

These paid rod ponds are all hyped up, but damn it, they’re not technical at all, just basics!"

"That sounds great, let’s go to Da Qianmen! The lamb skewers there, haven’t had those for a long time!"

"Alright, let’s go to Da Qianmen!" The teacher and apprentice chimed in harmony, as if they had already broken the record and cleared the pond.

As they spoke, another fish bit the bait. Old Lang, quick-eyed and fast-handed, lifted the rod and struck, hitting again.

This was already the fourth fish.

The continuous quick successful catches made him unusually excited, feeling his heartbeat involuntarily speeding up.

"Hey Zhang, last time you were next to me, I remember your fish came quickly at first, what’s up today? I’ve got four already!"

Lang Junfeng, while fighting the fish, turned to glance at Zhang Yang who still hadn’t caught one.

Zhang Yang’s baiting speed was unaffected, naturally casting the rig into the water before humbly saying, "Brother Lang’s bait is firm, technique is good, I’m a bit lacking here!"

"Haha, don’t say that, you still have a chance! Oh, got another, here we go!"

Lang Junfeng responded as he struck and caught another fish!

Starting with a 5:0 catch, others would have been anxious, but Zhang Yang calmly continued to cast and bait.

During the casting interval, he glanced at the time, noticing it had only been 35 minutes since the fishing started.

"Master Zhang, my master has caught five already, still consecutively at it, no movement on your side? Didn’t they say your store always sells that amazing Divine Bait? What, not divine today?"

Little Mao, who was constantly netting fish and saw his master’s sharp catches, started feeling cocky.

Little Mao is 17 this year, barely finished middle school, and has been in Old Lang’s store for several years now, always handling packaging and shipping when nothing else, working at the store. When out fishing, he carries the tackle box and nets fish for Old Lang, with meals and accommodation provided, receiving an 800 yuan monthly salary, always calling each other master and apprentice.

"What are you saying, no respect for elders!" Lang Junfeng chuckled as he lightly scolded Little Mao, nodding and smiling at Zhang Yang.

"It’s true, not making things up!" Little Mao continued to mutter a few words seeing his master wasn’t truly angry.

"Focus on netting fish, why’s your mouth so chatty!" Lang Junfeng softly cursed again, but his gaze towards his apprentice showed no blame.

Clearly, the master and apprentice, openly and secretly, were deliberately mocking Zhang Yang.

By now, it was around seven in the evening, and the sky was getting darker.

If there were underwater cameras now, it would show Zhang Yang’s fishing spot already crowded with dense fish schools, the surface filled with fine fish bubbles, resembling boiling water, only concealed by the dimming sky.

Zhang Yang glanced at Little Mao, grinning at Old Lang, "No big deal, I won’t bother with kids!"

Upon hearing Zhang Yang say this, Little Mao was more spirited, "Oh, you’re showing off your experience now? I’m turning eighteen, how many days older are you? Calling me a kid!

As for fishing, I started around the same time! When I was learning baiting and bobber adjusting with my master, you were still digging for mudfish in dirty ponds!

Thinking you’re something because my master showed you some respect? Moving positions to be near him, yet not catching anything till now, what’s so impressive about you?"

"Little Mao, shut up! Sorry Zhang, this kid, he’s spoiled by his lady master!" Lang Junfeng, hearing the escalating nonsense, hurriedly pretended to scold the apprentice and apologized to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang maintained a calm face, saying deeply, "No problem, just idle chat! Kids are immature, understandable!

There’s a saying, ’First fat doesn’t count, latter fat collapses the couch’; have you heard it?"

"Pshaw! Stop acting like a big shot, everyone’s scrambling for fish and you’re not even getting any, ’collapsing the couch’? Show me that! Anyone can brag!" Little Mao smirked, casting a contemptuous glance again.

While Little Mao spoke, Old Lang saw another subtle sinking bobber move. Lifting the rod to strike, the fish struggled for not even two seconds before escaping!

Zhang Yang noticed Old Lang’s mistake causing the fish to escape, disrupting the spot, and temporarily adjusted his fishing strategy.

"Alright, then keep watching! What your master hasn’t taught you, I’ll show you today!"

Zhang Yang removed his bobber, bit down on the glow stick attached to it, and reinserted it.

After adjusting, Zhang Yang removed the rubber pellets from the balance hooks, replaced it with a pinch bait, and recast the rod into the spot.

Seeing the fluorescent green glow stick enter the water, normally flipping, smoothly descending, soon approaching the fishing target.

With dense underwater fish groups, intentionally allowing bait to reach the bottom on the first cast, as soon as the bait settled, pop, a strong down action was seen.

The gentle dip followed by a strong pull, a standard fresh carp bite bobber move!

Rod lifted and fish struck, accurately hit!

Zhang Yang’s forearm and wrist muscles tightly tensed, within one round he lifted the carp from the hook out of the water, swiftly pulling it along the water surface to his feet, flowing into the net, easily grasping it.

Also using a 3.6-meter short rod, Zhang Yang’s speed from hooking to netting outpaced Lang Junfeng and Little Mao combined, the whole technique taking less than fifteen seconds.

With the first fish in the keeper, Zhang Yang baited again, the line carrying bait, and cast another rod!

The same move, the same bite, the same speed, the second fish!

The third fish!

The fourth fish!

The fifth fish!

In less than five minutes, Zhang Yang caught up with the previously lagging five fish, while next to him, Lang Junfeng consecutively brought five fish out from his spot, the bite starting to slow down, and hadn’t caught anything for several casts!

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Explanation①: "Boiling Water Bobber" describes fish bubbles continually surfacing like boiling water. This usually occurs with large-scale fish group gatherings and consecutive hooking.