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Chapter 427 - 427 416 A Dagger Hidden in a Smile

427: Chapter 416: A Dagger Hidden in a Smile 427: Chapter 416: A Dagger Hidden in a Smile I’ve mentioned before that different bait mixtures have different effects; since there can be variation in formula effectiveness, there must be an optimal solution.

I can’t say for certain about other aspects, but at least the bait Yue Feng prepared for today’s competition, designed to catch fast-biting fish, its effectiveness is absolutely dominant.

If we could get our hands on the formula, just the reference value alone would be of great importance!

Han Luofeng hesitated for a second before saying, “Don’t rush, let me first have Qin Hu ask around to see if we can coax the formula out of him!

If that doesn’t work, we’ll have to bother Instructor Yang, and as you all know, Instructor Yang really frowns upon us doing this kind of thing behind the scenes!”

Han Luofeng tended to consider issues more comprehensively than the other team members.

Ever since the elder from the Hua Clan founded the club and its subsidiary teams, the first rule established for the members was to prioritize filial piety and moral integrity in fishing!

Setting aside the results for now, at the very least, the anglers’ conduct had to be upright.

It can be said without reservation that the competitive fishing scene is full of dirty tricks and sleazy dealings, but when faced with disciples of the Hua Clan, these things dare not occur so openly—at least they would have much higher standards than others.

The respect and adoration Instructor Yang receives from the broader fishing community is also directly related to his noble character.

Yue Feng is not a member of the Hua Clan, after all, he is just a social angler who came to the Hua School to “gold-plate” his learning; coveting someone else’s bait mixture is indeed not a very forthright thing to do.

“Then let’s have Qin Hu ask around for now, and if that doesn’t work out, we can think of another solution!” Ding Wei suggested as a fallback option.

…

At three-thirty in the afternoon, Qin Hu and Mu Jie, in a rare gesture, offered to treat everyone by buying a bag of ice creams from the canteen and distributing them among the students.

Lately, these two hadn’t been inviting Zhao Zheng and Yue Feng to their card games, but there was still a facade of harmony between the two groups.

Qin Hu quickly approached Yue Feng, ice cream in hand.

“Here, Chief, have an ice cream to cool off—four rings of Yili!” Qin Hu said as he handed an ice cream to Yue Feng.

Yue Feng wasn’t shy, he took the ice cream, tore open the wrapper, and crunched into it.

He was thirsty from drinking a bit at lunch, and the ice cream was cold and sweet—a refreshing treat.

“Thanks, man, that hit the spot!” Yue Feng said with a smile in his thanks.

“Heh, it’s nothing—you brought honor to all of us, the students of Session Thirty.

It’s the least I could do!” Qin Hu stated with a bit of artifice.

“It was just luck!

I happened to catch a break!” Yue Feng responded modestly.

Qin Hu continued, “Right, about the bait opening this morning, I missed it due to something else.

The bait you used to catch today’s quick-biting fish was really effective, spot on.

Can you share the formula?

I want to learn something valuable!”

If it had been any other student asking Yue Feng, he would have no hesitation in revealing his bait-preparation method and the exact proportions of the formula without reservation.

But Qin Hu, this guy, is a classic sneaky, grinning tiger, and now he was offering to buy ice cream while probing for the formula—it gave Yue Feng a whiff of a scheme.

“You’re asking about the bait we used for the competition, right?

That’s simple, I used two parts of the mixed base material distributed by the instructor, then added one part of the original pond particle powder, one part of Hua Clan’s Activate, half a part of New Four Seasons, and half a part of Ruler.

For a pound of bait, I added one capful of concentrated fruit fragrance, two capfuls of sweet potato, half a capful of Energy Fruit Acid, and ten drops of Musk Medicine Wine!”

Yue Feng rattled off the bait mixture’s formula and the specifics of how he added the enhancers during preparation to Qin Hu.

At this point, some might ask, wasn’t he suspicious that Qin Hu was up to no good?

Why then did he tell him the truth?

This was where Yue Feng’s brilliance lay.

So-called true teachings can be imparted in a single sentence, while false ones might fill thousands of books!

The bait itself was actually quite ordinary, nothing too remarkable about it.

Its basic flavor profile was very common, and it simply had a good state and was relatively light!

The real core element was the musk wine in Yue Feng’s hands.

However, Qin Hu didn’t know this detail, and besides, Yue Feng didn’t lie to him, he just intentionally omitted a few details!

Even if you asked the other classmates who saw Yue Feng prepare the bait in private, their answers would certainly be consistent.

But musk wine was something Yue Feng had, and others did not; without it, the bait was like a soulless body and its effectiveness naturally suffered greatly.

“Tch tch, just hearing about these state baits, I know our squad leader put a lot of effort into preparing the bait, thanks a lot!” Qin Hu uttered a rather insincere thank you.

Yue Feng said, “Don’t mention it, what’s there to hide about this little thing!

After all, we’re brothers who’ve fought side by side.

If you have any questions later on, just ask, I’ll spare no detail in answering!”

“Alright!

I’m off now, got to deliver some ice creams to the other bros!”

Having gotten the answers he wanted, Qin Hu said goodbye and left.

Once Qin Hu was gone, Zhao Zheng couldn’t hold back his confusion and asked, “Did you drink too much at lunch?

Why tell him the recipe?

You know what kind of person he is!

The weasel pays a New Year’s visit to the chickens—he’s up to no good!”

Yue Feng smirked, “What’s the use of knowing the recipe if you don’t have musk wine?

We have it, does he?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng was taken aback, his ignorant little eyes rolling around before he awkwardly scratched his head with a sheepish grin.

“How could I forget that part, you’re sneakier than I thought!

What you told him was true, but practically useless.

I’m impressed, really impressed!!”

Yue Feng pursed his lips, “Cut it out, don’t be lazy.

While the fish are still biting, seize the time to practice your basics.

I never noticed before, but your casting accuracy is terrible.

Train hard, no slacking!!”

…

Qin Hu easily got Yue Feng’s bait recipe, and after indirectly confirming it with classmates who had witnessed Yue Feng preparing the bait that morning, he promptly relayed the formula to Han Luofeng.

All the baits and medicinals at Han Luofeng’s company’s club were supplied openly, so upon receiving the recipe, they immediately began to prepare the bait on site.

Han Luofeng still had a ball of bait left over from the morning that Qin Hu had given him, which he hadn’t dared to use.

After the new bait was prepared, placing the new and old batches side by side, other than the older bait being slightly duller due to different maturation times, the weight, state, and flavor profile appeared almost the same, which excited Han Luofeng.

He had thought it would be more complicated, but Qin Hu had managed to get the recipe so easily—and it was definitely reliable.

Next came the crucial test in real conditions.

But while both batches of bait looked similar in appearance, color, and flavor profile, during practical testing, an outcome occurred that no one could comprehend.

The leftover bait from the morning, even if its state was a bit worse, still had a very good bite when used for fishing.

But when the new bait with the same flavor profile and better state was used, the fish were far less eager to bite.

One side experienced frequent big bites, and even double bites that would take the bait and run, resulting in the float being dragged under immediately.

On the other side, the bites were clearly much weaker.

Even if there was a nibble, it was just a tentative bite, and if the fish didn’t run right after taking bait, they could spit out the hook from their mouths, so there was no chance of seeing the float drag under.

What was going on?