Live Fishing Studio

　　 At 4:30 the next morning, the mobile phone alarm sounded, Yue Feng got up from the bed, grudgingly dressed and got up to wash, and packed up and went out in a short time.

　　With the car, Yue Feng does not need to let Brother Liu drive them. The equipment has been loaded one night in advance. After locking the store door, drive straight to the intersection.

　　Dongxiazhuang is about 20 kilometers away from Yuefeng's shop. It is in the southeast of W City, which is relatively close to the urban area. It is a black pit commercial pond opened in the middle of the village.

When I chatted with old Liu yesterday, I learned from his mouth that the pit owner He Wenlong had opened the pit for the fifth year. From an old man's fishing spot with a fee of thirty-five days, it has gradually developed to the present. It is already a regular commercial pond on the W side. The boss of the pit is quite righteous, and the word of mouth has always been very good.

　　 Yue Feng drove to the intersection of the national road into the city, and at the edge of the intersection, three cars stopped there with double flashes.

　　 Yue Feng glanced at it. It was Liu Ge’s car, but no one was in the car. He glanced at the roadside. The three lords were eating early at the roadside shop.

　　 parked the car, Yue Feng rushed over.

　　 "You eat it frantically, and you are asked for fritters!" Liu Fengnian greeted Yue Feng, and the bowl of bean brain in front of him had already been killed by half.

　　 "Time is too late? I haven't been to it, I don't know much!" Yue Feng sat down, but thinking about fishing, he felt a little bit confused.

"You can arrive in half an hour by car. The time is very rich! Eat first, don’t need it anymore! Yesterday I went to see the fish. The fish’s fur is okay. Today is definitely a tough battle! There is no food in my stomach. Can't hold on!"

　　Now that time is enough, Yue Feng is naturally welcome. Shaking off the cheek gang is a meal. Old Liu Qiangzi eats and wipes his mouth. Yue Feng also wipes out the early time in front of himself.

　　 "Okay, full, let's go!"

　　 "Wipe, it's quite fast to eat! Walk around! Start off!"

　　 Four vehicles started and went straight to Dongxiazhuang Fishing Ground.

　　 Twenty-five minutes later, the small convoy arrived at the destination.

　　 This is a thing-to-standard pit built in a village in the city. Hardening can be done, but looking at the traces on the waterside of the pool, there are a lot of cracks in the cement in many places. It can be seen that this pit is a bit old.

When Yue Feng arrived at the fishing ground, it was just 5:20. It was the time when a large number of fishermen arrived. The fishing ground had a vacant space for parking, but now it is basically full. Park your car on the roadside outside the fishing ground. Yue Feng, they can only park their cars outside the roadside.

　　 Before getting off the bus, Yue Feng saw the fishing ground owner who was in charge of parking at the door.

He Wenlong, about thirty years old, with a height of 176, shaved a standard small flat head, a Chinese character face, and big eyebrows, had a slightly cold temperature in the morning, but he wore a hurdle vest on his upper body and camouflage pants on his lower body . It looks very neat.

　　 parked the car, Yue Feng unloaded his fishing box and other equipment and pulled the trolley box into the field.

It is a bit different from the fishing grounds that Yue Feng has visited before. This fishing ground is not allowed to enter the field before the fishing. There is a special pit in the drift. After the draw is completed, the fishing is unified and the fishing is unified. The previous ones are much stricter.

　　 There are already many people preparing for fishing before, squatting there to open the bait, adjusting the drift, and doing the preparation before the battle.

　　Two newspapers sent red worms, and entered the yard. Not long afterwards, old Liu dragged the red worms that were wrapped in newspapers.

　　 "I came early, took a pound, and looking back, whoever is in good condition is not enough for the red worms, I want it!"

　　 "OK!" Yue Feng took his share of the red worm and prepared.

For the first time this year, the black hole carp fishing, Yue Feng’s carp fishing line and floats are the first time to launch, but Yue Feng is not flustered at all. The preparations will be straightened out soon.

　　 is squatting here to adjust the subtle state of the cannon, and a harsh horn sounded in the direction of the door.

　　 This car horn is not like the horn of an ordinary car. It is more like the obviously modified one. It can shock people smartly from afar.

Yue Feng looked up at the door and didn’t see anyone. After a few seconds, the main leader came. A Mercedes-Benz big g went straight into the main entrance of the fishing ground with a high profile. The front bumper was no more than the shadow wall of the door. Five centimeters.

The very spacious doorway was jammed with a big off-road, and naturally became a lot more forced, but the boss of the pit should know the owner of this big g, but just came over and glanced to make sure it was not in the way. Go out and direct the parking.

　　 Soon, a person from the car, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a colorful printed ice silk sun protection suit, frog mirror, small red baseball hat, vaguely can see the thickness of the little golden chain on the neck. Just a brief glance, it gives people an unusually high-profile feeling.

People are dressed up and the equipment used is particularly irritating. The 28L fishing box in Chinese red color, the hard shell trolley case painted with colorful skulls, the fishing rod and the dip net are held in the hand, and they don’t look like it. It looks like a bargain.

　　 "Yo, Mr. Niu Li is coming!" The strong son next to him looked up and looked at the big brother~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a playful grin.

　　 "Who is this?" Yue Feng asked casually next to him. The first time I went fishing in the urban area, the player Yue Feng in the black pit circle basically didn't know much.

"Pretend × Great God! If you can get to him by the lottery, basically going ashore is stable! Don’t look at the line, it’s pretty bluffing, there is a paper tiger, wherever you go, you’re filled with pits!" Buddies look in the eyes.

　　 "Speak less! It's useless!" Liu Fengnian reminded Qiangzi in a whisper. Qiangzi pouted and said nothing.

　　 For this kind of look, it was the existence of the grandfather. Yue Feng was calm and calm. After a few casual glances, he bowed his head and continued to adjust the open shotgun.

　　 When adding water, it is relatively urgent, and the mixing is not very uniform, so the scattered gun is a little bit pimple, you need not stop using hand rub, evenly, the effect is better.

After adjusting the scattered cannons, the preparation work is completed. The bait produced by Yue Feng is a basin of scattered cannons, a group of pure red bugs, and a group of rubbing baits made of scattered cannons and water, which is basically the same as the others. The standard configuration.

Unknowingly, the time came at 6:10, and the boss of the black pit took out a lottery box made of opaque acrylic board from the house.

This thing can be done more professionally than just using a cardboard box before. There are six sides, five of which are opaque. The only transparent side can be directed at everyone during the draw, so the public, open, The bystander can see the process of catching the ball.

　　 "Brothers gathered Ang, ready to enter the lottery!" He Wenlong greeted each other, and everyone came towards the board room.