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Chapter 168 - 168 168 The Eve of the Cannon

168: Chapter 168 The Eve of the Cannon 168: Chapter 168 The Eve of the Cannon The master is indeed a master, he can see a problem more accurately than young anglers, pinpointing the crucial issue with just a glance.

One key point in losing the fish-clipping contest was that the speed of returning fish lagged a bit, affecting the frequency of casting rods, which in turn negatively impacted the overall fishing rhythm, rather than the strong, stinky pellet cause they concluded on their own.

In fact, compared to the doughball pellets from Yue Feng’s system, the effect of these strong, stinky pellets was decent, and if ordinary, bland doughball pellets were used instead, the lure effect might have been even worse.

Then it wouldn’t just be an issue of the single fish’s weight, but not enticing enough fish could mean a much lower count.

“Mm, I understand, Master!” explained Wang Bing in just a few words, and after identifying the key issue, Zhou Tao finally felt relieved of a worry.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Tao’s dejected mood eased slightly.

Having found the reason, he wouldn’t make the same mistake next time, and if the fish were in a similar mood, Zhou Tao was confident he could win.

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Li Cungen’s misfortune continued, even at home he couldn’t catch a break.

One could say this guy was quite the character; years ago, his own uncle went to Shanxi to partner up in a coal mine, later dragging his father into the business as well.

They caught a good market trend, and within a few years, they struck it rich.

They became wealthy, but the family lacked substance; generations were uneducated, and they did not put much emphasis on their children’s education.

Li Cungen didn’t even finish high school before he started hanging around in society, accidentally learned how to fish, and became hooked.

At least fishing, as expensive as it is, isn’t a bad hobby, and with his family’s financial support, other than causing minor troubles, Li Cungen hadn’t done anything too outrageous.

As for Li Cungen hanging out with Zhao Dezong and the others, aside from occasional meals out, singing, and bathing, this group of guys didn’t intentionally cause him trouble.

He became a familiar face in their small circle after playing around for a few years thanks to his flashy, carefree spending style.

One misfortune after another truly frightened Li Cungen.

Wealthy people are often superstitious, and when he got home, he told his father about his nighttime ordeal.

Hearing about his precious son’s situation, his father grew anxious.

What if he had offended some mischievous spirits?

They contacted a supposedly effective master that very night to deal with it!

After all that commotion of exorcising evil spirits and performing rituals, there was no rest that night either.

The system’s penalty started from the end of the challenge task, lasting 24 hours.

Before time was up, the streak of extreme bad luck continued; even the master they called couldn’t do anything about it.

It was crazily unlucky; just by casually picking up a normal die from those used in their household mahjong games, when he wanted a high number, he’d always roll low.

When he wanted a low number, every roll was six—more magical than a Gambling God.

Fearing further harm, they cleared out various decorations from the house, leaving only an empty room.

Li Cungen obediently stayed in for several days, simply sitting at home, sleeping after eating, watching TV, playing with his phone after awaking, and going nowhere else.

Li Cungen was quiet now, but Yue Feng had been busy.

On his first visit to Dongxia Village Fishing Ground, he triumphed as pit champion, and in the afternoon of the same day, while competing with Zhou Tao in the pit, he won by seven or eight pounds of fish.

This increased Yue Feng’s fame among the local anglers, and almost every day, unfamiliar fishermen from the area would send friend requests, asking for advice on effective meds or sales of bait.

If we’re talking about effective bait, of course, there was some, but the stuff Yue Feng used himself wasn’t the market type; they were costly, usually requiring tens of thousands of Points for a single batch, and sometimes they weren’t even guaranteed to be available whenever he wanted.

Although there was no special black pit bait from the system for sale, business opportunities were still to be seized, and Yue Feng did just that, extensively promoting his personally formulated Loose Powder.

The Loose Bait he was using for fishing that day was also very effective, Yue Feng caught nearly 300 pounds of fish, and Liu Fengnian, Qiangzi, and the others caught quite a bit more than their neighboring anglers, which showed the broad-spectrum effectiveness of the bait.

So, in just a few days, Yue Feng had developed over ten new customers from the Black Pit fishing community, and the sale of well-received small medicines and homemade bait mixtures was doing well.

The small disturbance caused by fish pinching gradually settled down over a few days, and Yue Feng returned to a more peaceful state of life.

However, having tasted success, he became more restless by the day, almost wishing he could press a fast-forward button to get to the weekend more quickly, to partake in the pre-registered Big Cannon event that weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

He patiently stayed in his shop for two days, and finally, Friday came.

Liu Fengnian, Qiangzi, Wei Liang, and Wang Dong who had lagged behind several times, met up in the afternoon and headed to Yue Feng’s shop.

Yue Feng was in his shop, busily tying hooks, when several cars stopped outside, and Old Liu, along with several others, all barged into the shop.

“What are you busy with, superstar?” Wang Dong shouted a greeting to Yue Feng as soon as he came in.

“Hey, aren’t I getting ready for the Big Cannon fishing with Liu Ge tomorrow?

I’m prepping my rigs!

I haven’t seen you around lately, what brings you here today?”

“It’s the weekend tomorrow, and I’m off, so I thought I’d join in the fun!

I heard from Liu Ge and the others that you’ve got a new carp bait that works wonders?

Hook a brother up!”

Right on cue, Qiangzi chimed in, “That bait you had last time was really effective.

The fish in the Big Cannon Pit definitely won’t be too shabby, and I’m already halfway through the bag.

Hand me two more packs!”

Wei Liang also added, “I’ll take a few packets too!”

The four guys, each took at least two large packets of bait and pillaged Yue Feng’s pre-tied rigs and main lines from the shelves until they were completely satisfied.

Only then did they settle down to boil water for tea.

“He Wenlong said the fish will arrive around four, let’s spread them out the night before, shall we go and check it out later together?” Liu Fengnian invited.

Yue Feng had not gone to the previous fish stocking and later regretted it a little.

This time, the scale of stocking fish was even larger, so going to see the fish situation with his own eyes was a wise precaution.

“Sure, I’ll tag along later, let’s go take a look together!”

After finishing the important discussions, the group of friends spent the following time sipping tea and chatting idly, with over an hour passing by without them realizing.

At four twenty, Liu Fengnian’s phone rang.

“Hello?

The fish transport truck is getting off the highway?

Alright, I got it!”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Fengnian told everyone, “That was a call from Xiao He, the truck is almost at the fishing ground!

Let’s head out, we should arrive just about the same time they do!”

“Let’s go!” Everyone got up, and Yue Feng followed them out, locking the shop before heading straight to the fishing ground.

After arriving at Dongxia Village Fishing Ground, the fish transport truck hadn’t arrived yet, but quite a few local anglers who were planning to fish the next day had already come to watch the fish being stocked.