Fishing Livestream
Chapter 158 - 158 158 Competitive Master Zhou Tao

158: Chapter 158 Competitive Master Zhou Tao 158: Chapter 158 Competitive Master Zhou Tao “The fish are biting pretty fast, but it’s hard to say if it’s the bait or the spot!” Liu Fengnian continued.

“That’s simple, let’s change spots, and you can fish next to me with another rod to compare, so we’ll know after the test!” Yue Feng suggested.

Liu Fengnian acted quickly, moving together to a new fishing spot and repeating the previous actions.

From the first cast to create a feeding area to lure the fish, Yue Feng’s float showed movement almost every five or six minutes.

Liu Fengnian’s commercially produced ragworm bait wasn’t as effective; he only caught one fish in the first few minutes of fishing.

Once Yue Feng started catching fish, Liu Fengnian’s line went completely still.

The distance between the two anglers was just over two meters.

Even with slight differences in the underwater environment, the fishing conditions shouldn’t have been that different, so it was clear that the bait must have had an impact on the catch rate.

To confirm the suspicion, Yue Feng shared some of his rubber pellet and doughball mix with Liu Fengnian.

Within minutes of casting, Liu Fengnian quickly caught fish, and the activity in the feeding area picked up considerably.

The results of the experiment were clear now; Yue Feng’s new creation was even more effective than expected.

“Good, this is effective!

No wonder you agreed so readily, kid.

This bait would be perfect for a spot of quiet poaching!”

After several trials, Liu Fengnian’s high rating confirmed the bait’s effectiveness.

As seasoned anglers with over a decade of fishing experience, they could judge the quality of bait by observing the fish’s bites and considering other factors, usually with accurate assessments.

No sooner had their trial fishing concluded, and before they could pack up their rods, three cars drove into the fishing venue’s parking lot.

The lead vehicle was Li Cungen’s big G-Wagen, followed by a Camry and a Honda Accord.

“Zhao Dezong and Li Cungen have arrived!” He Wenlong whispered, striding towards the shack.

Seeing this, Yue Feng felt a bit relieved that he had started the trial fishing early; otherwise, the competition might have stumbled upon them.

Just like in warfare, collecting intelligence is crucial, and since the competition hadn’t seen their setup, it was a small advantage for Yue Feng.

According to the venue’s public rules, fishing was prohibited during oxygenation in the afternoon.

He Wenlong was bending the rules for Yue Feng, and since Li Cungen and his party had seen them, there was no point in hiding.

Thus, Yue Feng sat openly on his small fishing box and continued trial fishing, casually observing from a distance.

From the two vehicles behind, three young men disembarked, all appearing rather youthful.

The driver of the Camry was a fully equipped young angler who looked to be around 27 or 28 years old and about 176 cm tall.

He wore a white sunscreen shirt with a university logo, flashy floral fishing pants, and a white, branded fishing hat — his attire certainly seemed to fit the part.

This guy, Zhou Tao, was chewing gum as he got out of the car.

After briefly interacting with his companions, he scanned the fishing venue, occasionally glancing at Yue Feng’s direction.

The two who followed him from the sedan were around 175 cm and in their thirties, dressed casually with broad, square faces and a slightly plump build.

They wore Bodhi bead necklaces and bracelets, and upon disembarking, they kept fiddling with the beads.

He was Zhao Dezong, the owner of Ju You Tackle.

He was the ‘Young Zhao’ that He Wenlong had mentioned.

The last one was fairly slim, standing around 170 centimeters tall, as skinny as a monkey with little arms and legs and dressed in ordinary casual clothing.

However, his eyes were sharp, immediately giving away his quick-witted nature.

This guy was known as Hou Tao, nicknamed “Monkey.”

Yue Feng assessed the newcomers without a change in expression, as the pit boss He Wenlong approached the group.

“Yo, Boss Li, you’ve even brought out Master Zhao and Master Zhou!” He Wenlong took out a pack of cigarettes, distributing them to everyone except for Li Cungen, the dissatisfaction clearly intentional.

Li Cungen, realizing that Boss He already knew, felt slightly uneasy, but he tried to keep up appearances in front of everyone, forcing a smile without saying a word.

“Haha, Brother Long making fun of people again.

Little Li mentioned that a new angling hotshot came to the fishing ground and shut him up!

That’s why we specially arranged to have a little fish-off to get to know him!

Just a friendly competitive bout, no other implications!”

Although Zhao Dezong’s speech was unhurried, it was clear he was a clever person with some depth of planning.

His words subtly singled out Li Cungen without anyone noticing.

“Having a fish-off is a great thing!

I wonder which of you will take the stage.

I’ve called Yue Feng over, so you guys can set the rules.

If there’s anything you need organized, just ask me at any time.

As long as it’s not excessive, anything goes on our turf,” He Wenlong said nonchalantly.

“Zhou Tao just came back from a competition abroad, his hands are still warm!

Let’s have him give it a try; the rest of us can learn a thing or two!” Zhao Dezong turned his head to glance at Zhou Tao.

“Alright!

If you guys aren’t busy, go inside and have some tea first.

I’ll call Yue Feng over!” With that, He Wenlong headed towards Yue Feng.

Getting closer, He Wenlong whispered: “Zhao Dezong has brought Zhou Tao over.

Be careful, Yue Feng.

This guy follows a team around to compete all year, so his skills and mental toughness are pretty solid!

He’s calling for you to discuss the rules of the fish-off!”

“Oh!

Alright!” Yue Feng answered and followed the pit boss towards the shack.

Before they reached the door, they could hear a loud burst of laughter from inside: “Society brother Cungen, if you manage to take in a godson today, how are you planning to treat the brothers, huh?

I took a good look at that guy just now, and he doesn’t look like any master to me!

There’s an old saying, how does it go, with that demeanor of his, his claws don’t look like an eagle’s!”

“Hahaha!” The others burst into collective laughter.

The comment was clearly intended for Yue Feng to hear, but his face showed not the slightest displeasure.

Sure, he might have been rankled, but he knew how to play it cool.

The one who laughs last is the real big brother; soon, he would show them what he was made of.

“What are you all laughing about?

I’ve called Little Yue over!

Yue Feng!

Little Zhao, you’re peers!” He Wenlong gave a brief introduction.

“Hello everyone!” Yue Feng greeted with a wide grin, unceremoniously taking a seat on a stool by the tea table.

Now seated at a table, the people Li Cungen had invited took a closer look at Yue Feng, but he remained composed, not showing any sign of nervousness.

What a joke, Yue Feng could hold his own in a live stream with thousands of people; this was nothing in comparison.

“Just now, Brother Cungen mentioned you’re gearing up for a Father and Son match, is that right, Teacher Yue?” Zhou Tao asked casually, sipping his tea.

Yue Feng nodded: “Yeah, Li Cungen and I have agreed, the loser has to call the other ‘Dad’ from now on!”