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Chapter 711 - 711 698 Fermenting Again

711: Chapter 698: Fermenting Again 711: Chapter 698: Fermenting Again Once the guest of honor took his seat and opened the wine, its body was a shade of yellow akin to amber.

Poured into the glass, it rose slightly over the rim, filling the entire room with a fragrant aroma.

When the meal officially started, Lawrence, that fastidious American, was immediately captured by the charm of Chinese cuisine,

Having been accustomed to the Michelin three-star restaurants across the country, he was utterly defenseless against the sweet and sour, spicy flavors of Chinese food.

The old man didn’t know how many times he exclaimed how delicious it was during the meal and swore to God that he would hire an authentic Chinese chef, declaring all the modified fake Chinese food he had before were deceiving.

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While Yue Feng and the others were feasting and celebrating their victory with drinks and meat, the official forum of the World Fishing Association was in complete upheaval.

The news of a Chinese angler winning the championship had become minor compared to the explosive revelation that he had been subjected to various dangerous interferences from American anglers during the award ceremony!

Facing these provocations, Yue Feng publicly challenged all anglers to join him in challenging the giant grouper of Miami.

Besides the forum, all major fishing magazines, local forums, and even different fishing clubs were discussing this incident,

Fortunately, Yue Feng did not publicize on the spot who the violators were.

If he had pointed out that it included fishing gear shop bigwig Joe Smith and his group of people, the embarrassment would have been immense, and it could have seriously affected his fishing gear shop’s business.

Anglers everywhere were discussing the competition, with more people calling their friends to pay attention to the event.

Those really hooked on the sport even made individual posts, stating they would join the friendly match to reclaim honor for the American fishing community and rightfully win back the lost championship!

Joe Smith’s fishing club.

Pete and others involved in the ‘Wolf Pack’ plan were all there.

They had been completely wiped out in this state competition, not even making it into the top five—noteworthy since Joe Smith, being an advanced angler himself, usually disdained participating in such minor state competitions perceived as trifling.

Bob, “Damn it, that guy has hogged all the limelight this time!”

“Joe, what do we do next?

I think we need a resolution to this!

Although the general public doesn’t know who cornered the Chinese angler, many in the circle are talking about us!” Pete couldn’t help but ask.

Joe Smith frowned, holding a slightly discolored corn cob pipe in his mouth and after drawing a fierce puff, he said, “I’m going to email the club members right now!

Whoever beats that guy, I will offer them the super VIP treatment of the club!”

Upon hearing the words super VIP treatment, even Bob couldn’t resist.

This was not a mere lip service; super VIP benefits included but were not limited to enjoying massive discounts on all fishing gear products, free trials of new products, and supplies at cost price on certain consumables.

Apart from these discount benefits, what really made eyes pop was that Joe’s fishing gear shop, as one of the domestic competition’s sponsors in the United States, had additional first-tier event nomination spots.

These spots were extremely precious, allowing a specified angler to bypass the preliminary selection competition, landing directly in the subsequent finals.

With Bass·Pro’s chain stores of such a large scale in the United States, there were only two of these limited spots per year.

Super VIP members would get priority for this nomination spot.

For high-end players who loved fishing competitions, the value of this spot was nearly impossible to measure in money.

Even in the worst of times for fishing competitions, a spot like that would cost over fifty thousand US dollars on the market!

And now, Joe Smith was feeling the pressure, for the sake of pride, he was ready to pull out all the stops.

Bob, “Uncle, I want to join the competition too!”

Pete chimed in, “Me too, I’m very interested in that spot!”

Joe shook his head, “Giant groupers are not that easy to catch, especially when fishing alone.

You are both still too young and not strong enough, and bad luck could get you pulled into the water!

To catch this kind of fish, you need a big guy!

In the club, perhaps only burly men like Johnson and Gao Bai could manage it more easily!

Don’t worry about this, I’ll get someone!”

The owner of Bass Pro, Joe Smith, blew the whistle, offering a super VIP spot in his store as compensation, and soon the word spread in certain circles.

Anglers who originally dismissed the challenge as a farce now took the reward seriously, which was much higher than the usual state competition prize money, and it was also tax-free.

The day after the news was released, many posts accepting the challenge appeared on the forum,

Renowned American angler George Johnson posted that he would represent Bass Pro in the contest, followed by veteran angler Johnson Will.

Di Gaobai, who holds two world records for the heaviest single-tail catch, also indicated that he would represent Bass Pro.

What was initially a friendly forum invitation had completely evolved from a matter of pride to an ironclad event intertwined with honor and profit, drawing in many renowned anglers.

At this point, Willcraft, a well-known American fishing boat manufacturer, spotted the business opportunity in the event and immediately announced it would sponsor all the preparatory expenses of the friendly competition and additionally put up a hundred thousand US dollars in prize money!

A hundred-thousand-dollar sponsorship for the competition immediately raised the challenge’s prestige by a significant margin!

Not all fishing competitions offer million-dollar prizes, and it’s worth noting that a typical second-tier competition champion prize money is only about this much!

To win it, one must go through many rounds of competition.

But now, just by winning one match, you could get it!

The forum administrators never imagined that what began as a jest of a friendly match would turn into something of this magnitude, but now that there were sponsors, it obviously warranted some proper organization.

So the next day, the forum set out the detailed rules and regulations for the competition!

The challenge was a solo fishing endeavor, targeting the world-renowned giant grouper, with the victory going to the first to catch three fish that met the basic size standards.

Due to state legislation, the giant grouper was a protected species, and bringing the caught fish on board was not allowed; success was deemed as soon as the fish was out of the water.

On paper, the rules seemed quite straightforward—catch the fish and pull it out of the water to succeed.

But only those who thoroughly understood these fish knew how difficult that really was.

The name giant grouper spoke volumes, with some fish weighing hundreds of pounds and possessing immense strength.

Moreover, they lived in the coastal shallows, no deeper than thirty meters, where the seafloor was littered with rocky reefs, bridge piers, and other structures.

There was no room to play the fish after hooking it, and they had to be pulled out quickly.

Otherwise, they would burrow into the rocks, and even steel lines could be rubbed through.