The Top Fishing
Chapter 56 - 055: The Shameless Grandpa

Chapter 56: Chapter 055: The Shameless Grandpa

"The old man beside the host is a bit irritable, huh? That rod lifting is so powerful; it got my blood pumping."

"Didn’t you hear? The 2.0 heavy-duty line even cut the hook, with that much force earlier, he wanted to send the fish flying out of the water."

"The host is now sitting there, shivering."

Lin Yang didn’t speak, he continued to cast his rod to lure the fish. He had already seen a carp showing up at the feeding spot just now, and it wouldn’t be long before they started biting.

At that moment.

Yu Yitong next to him lifted his rod again, still with a harsh screeching sound, but this time luck was on his side, the hook didn’t cut, and the rod bent upwards.

The old man didn’t care about technique at all. Both of his hands lifted the rod for a fierce upward jerk.

Since the farmed fish were inherently weaker than wild fish, they were quickly yanked out of the water by sheer brute force, unprepared.

Because Lin Yang’s phone was aimed at the water surface, and the old man was closer to it.

So, the viewers in the live stream could clearly see that the fish caught by the old man was snagged, the hook was on its lower jaw.

Yu Yitong didn’t feel there was anything wrong with this way of fishing the fish out. He scooped the fish, unhooked it, then his right hand cruelly pinched the gill and threw it into the keepnet. The blood flowing from the gill indicated that the fish might not survive.

"Young man, I say not baiting the spot isn’t going to work. Look, we’re so close, I’ve already got two bites, and there’s still no movement in your spot. By the time you finish your bait, today’s prime fishing time would be over!"

Yu Yitong, having started his catch, was smug and lectured Lin Yang as if not following his advice would mean catching no fish at all.

Lin Yang just gave a faint smile and still didn’t speak.

The old man had just landed a fish and was full of confidence. If Lin Yang responded now, the man might go on and on, and Lin Yang didn’t want any trouble.

After catching a fish, the activity at Yu Yitong’s spot gradually diminished, whereas Lin Yang’s spot was now bustling with fish shadows.

It was now that he quickly lifted his rod as the float tipped over, not giving the fish a chance to take the bait; otherwise, the first rod strike would likely have caught a fish.

About five more minutes passed.

The better spots in the fishing area started to see fish being caught one after another. Lin Yang carefully observed and saw that the spots where fish were caught matched almost exactly with his predetermination, especially near the two big corner spots by the net, where several had been caught.

Lin Yang was confident, and he didn’t slack off on his tasks, and as usual, he cast two Scatter Bomb Baits.

But to his surprise, just as the float tipped, it gave a big jolt!

The movement was significant, at least three notches wide.

After a jolt, bang, there were two more, and the surface of the water sank by seven or eight notches.

The float gave such a significant dip, and Lin Yang could not help but jerk his wrist and strike the fish.

There was almost no sound, and the fish was struck successfully, and he felt the feedback of the fish’s force through the rod tip; he had hit it.

The 5.4-meter rod Lin Yang was using was new. The feel of the rod when a fish was on was splendid; the fish transferred its force through the line to the rod and then directly to his palm and arm, with a very clear direction of force transmission.

The rod might be light, but it was very strong in its core; only the first two sections bent more significantly after hooking a fish.

This indicated that the fish, weighing around two to three pounds, was still far from reaching the rod’s weight limit.

Lin Yang, starting with a 1.2 leader line, wasn’t flustered after catching the fish; the rod bowed up, and he effortlessly controlled the fish’s surge with his left hand at the middle section of the handle.

After letting the prey struggle in the water for a round, its strength gradually diminished. With his arm gently raised, he used the rod’s core strength to lift the fish out of the water.

It was a carp weighing about two and a half pounds.

Once out of the water, the fish was helpless; Lin Yang purposefully let the fish choke on some water.

Then he pulled the fish over, extended his 40-caliber landing net forward and then swiftly scooped back, securing the fish safely.

For his first catch of the day, Lin Yang habitually checked the position of the fish hook — it was caught in the upper lip, perfectly at the 12 o’clock position, indicating that there was essentially no issue with the hook setting.

"Haha, great, got the first fish at the start. Just now, the casting was normal, and the fish bit near the bottom. Let’s try one more rod; if it’s another bite like that, then we’re ready to start hauling them in," Lin Yang called out while he loaded two slightly smaller Scatter Bomb Baits again.

The dual-hook bait hit the water, the float flipped just like the last cast, and again it signaled a bite, bang, two consecutive jolts.

And it was a deep dip again.

Lin Yang, with delicate technique, struck the fish again, and after a round, the second fish was safely brought in.

This time it was a Golden Crucian Carp, still very beautiful in size and appearance.

"The float flipped perfect for a bite; this indicates that the fish layer is quite thick below. Everyone, keep your eyes wide open; now is the time to start witnessing miracles."

For the third cast, Lin Yang baited the hook with a large Scatter Bomb and changed the lower hook to a pre-prepared soft sticky bait, which wasn’t large, barely covering the hook.

The small, high-density sticky bait sank slightly faster after hitting the water.

After the bait was cast, a small dip wasn’t caught, and the float continued to sink, quickly reaching a pre-set depth of four notches.

Today’s rig was a 2.1g weighted float, set for eight notches and fishing at four notches. The actions of the first two fish were significant dips followed by a sudden drag away.

Once the bait reached the bottom, the bites became more disciplined.

The float trembled slightly, and with a ’plop,’ it dipped significantly by two and a half notches.

Carp bites the bait harder than Crucian Carp—within less than three seconds. The bait weight balance is just right, ensuring a success rate of over 90%.

Lift the rod, hook the fish, off you go! The third fish was successfully caught again.

Three consecutive fish, Yu Yitong, who was just feeling proud, was somewhat dumbfounded.

Luck can’t be this good, can it? What’s going on here?

What dumbfounded him even more was yet to come.

The fourth, the fifth... Lin Yang started casting continuously.

"Young man, your bait is really something," Yu Yitong said covetously, itching to try it out.

"Just messing around, it’s passable."

If it had been another angler, Lin Yang might have already started to promote his bait, but facing this old man, he simply brushed him off with a casual remark and stopped talking.

Intuition told him that this old man was no good, and it was better to avoid him as much as possible.

Seeing Lin Yang had no desire to continue the conversation, Yu Yitong knew his attempt to cozy up had failed, so he shamelessly rotated his fishing box slightly towards Lin Yang.

The normal distance between fishing spots is about three meters—not too close but not too far either.

The purpose of Yu Yitong adjusting his position was simple: he wanted to encroach on Lin Yang’s fishing spot.

He had just lowered his line when Lin Yang noticed it and turned his head to look: "Uncle, this isn’t very appropriate, is it? You’ve made so many spots, and I haven’t made any here; why are you encroaching on mine?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yitong was not pleased and squinted his eyes as he said, "How is it encroaching on your spot? Which eye of yours saw me encroaching? My float is eight fathoms away from you. I can fish in front of me, why do you care which direction I fish in?"

His words seemed justified, but they didn’t hold up in reality.

Lin Yang was fishing directly ahead, while Yu Yitong was reaching towards Lin Yang’s spot from his side. Although there was still some distance, the intention to encroach was very clear.

"Fine, you continue," Lin Yang weighed his options and decided to let it go, and continued fishing.

Directly across the hypotenuse of a right triangle is definitely longer than the two right-angle sides, a piece of geometrical knowledge one learns in middle school. As long as Yu Yitong doesn’t switch to a longer rod, he definitely couldn’t threaten the center of his spot; at most, he could catch a few stray fish lingering around the edges of the spot.

Since he had fished, Lin Yang didn’t want to argue with him.

But, many things can’t be resolved just by ignoring them.

Yu Yitong had just cast his second rod when he saw his float gently dip, then pause halfway.

There was a bite.

Immediately after, he lifted his rod to hook the fish. A sharp wailing sound rang out, and the fish underwater probably struggled for a second before the hook snapped!

This time, the snapped hook was different from before—it wasn’t at the moment of lifting the rod, but when the fish felt the pain and struggled underwater.

The spot was disturbed, and after the fish escaped, a large amount of bubbles rose to the surface.

Seeing this, Lin Yang’s heart sank, damn it, he had caused a commotion in the fishing spot!

The last thing one wants in black pit fishing is fish escaping.

The impact is slightly less if the fish escapes after being lifted to the surface or moved away from the spot, but it is worse if it happens at the bottom.

The worst-case scenario is not controlling the fish underwater, hurting it, and then it struggles and escapes there.

If a fish escapes at the bottom, it creates a chain reaction, the injured fish desperately flees, and the rest of the school, out of fear, might also run away.

If unlucky, the spot might explode leaving not a single fish, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

"Hey, old man! Just fish your two rods, but why do you have to mess with me? If you keep this up, I will go to Boss Wang!" Lin Yang could no longer hold back and laid it all out.

"Big strong horses aren’t reliable; what can I do? You think I want it to escape? I paid to fish, and I’m on my own spot. As long as my rod reaches, I can fish wherever I want, and I’d say the same thing to Boss Wang. Go find whoever you want to!" Yu Yitong started displaying hooligan tactics.

Seeing the old man’s attitude, Lin Yang was out of patience.

Forget it, I can’t offend him, but I can avoid him. It’s my first time at this pit, and it’s not worth getting real with an old angler.

The next second, Lin Yang adjusted his fishing box to one side.

You like to encroach on spots, huh?

Since the spot had already been blown anyway, he made a new spot far out of your reach, see what you can encroach on now.

Deciding on that, Lin Yang casually took six chicken egg-sized bait balls and scattered them into the new spot on the right side with a lead strap.

The new spot was shifted about sixty to seventy centimeters to the right, while Yu Yitong was on the left, now he couldn’t reach the edge of the spot.

After setting the new spot, Lin Yang tried one rod with Scatter Bomb Bait and another with kneaded bait at the original spot.

Sure enough, the spot had exploded, the fish had all scattered, no bites.

What to do if there are no bites?

Naturally, continue with double hooks and large Scatter Bomb Bait to lure the fish back.

Seeing Lin Yang also moved, Yu Yitong tried a few rods at the edge of the spot but got no bites, so he sheepishly moved back to his original fishing spot.