This is a folk fishing master I have only met once, and I have fished with him once, and I have only met him once. Although he is gone now, the fish he caught has left me with eternal memories, and I have inadvertently left a few precious photos (I have a habit of taking pictures), and now I look and think of it with nameless sorrow and emotion.
The time goes back to November 13, 2011, when Uncle Zhang and I went fishing in a fish pond 30 miles away. That fish pond is a friend of Uncle Zhang's, and with Uncle Zhang brushing his face, he no longer has to worry about the problem of letting the fish not let you catch.
At that time, I was basically focusing on wild fishing, and I heard that there were large-plate crucian carp and carp there, so I was very excited. Early in the morning, Uncle Zhang embarked on a journey south.
When I arrived at the destination, I learned that there were many fish ponds. The fish pond that let us catch is basically a black pit opened by people, and I heard that outsiders charge 30 yuan a day.
I was ready to pay for Uncle Zhang to stop me. What he meant was: Come to my friend to fish and make you spend money, isn't that punching me in the face?
After Uncle Zhang and his friend finished calling and determined the fishing spot, we happily unloaded the equipment from the car and began to choose the fishing position and make preparations.
At this point I noticed that there was already a man in his thirties or forties fishing across from us. Not surprisingly, people spend money to fish.
Although Uncle Zhang has been fishing for many years, he is basically based on wild fishing, and he is also afraid to catch this kind of farmed fish. I, not to mention, simply gave up carp and simply hung up earthworms to catch crucian carp.
In addition, we are not familiar with fishing, and we have not fished for an hour after playing the nest. Waiting for the fish to be hooked, the sound of the fish hitting the water came from the opposite side.
Look up, huh? The middle-aged man on the other side got on the tail carp and was slipping fish. Anyway, we didn't have a mouth here, so we observed it for a while.
As a result, after the middle-aged man put the fish in the fish protection, he actually left the fishing position. I saw him carrying a fishing rod to the right for about ten meters, and then took a small handful of particles out of his pants pocket and threw them into the nest.
When he threw the particles, he did not throw the particles together, but four or five of them once. Every time it is thrown, the water surface is like a hailstone, and there is a "snapping" sound of hitting the water.
After throwing the pellets, I saw him rub a piece of bait from a bait ball onto the hook, and then throw the rod into the hand. In less than five minutes, the sound of "crackling" fish hitting the water was heard on the opposite side, and the middle-aged man picked up a large carp and threw it into the fish protection.
After catching the fish, he continued to circle around the pond. Basically about ten to twenty meters away from the last fishing position, he stopped, so he repeated the technique, and after a while Kung Fu hit a big carp again.
Throw a handful of pellets at a time, catch one or two in each nest, and after a few moments, he will continue to walk forward and go to the next nest to make a nest. Uncle Zhang and I haven't opened the rod here yet, and people have already caught seven or eight big carp in a little kung fu.
At this time, Uncle Zhang couldn't hold his breath. He ran over and told me: This time I met a tall man, this guy don't look young, carp fishing is indeed a good hand. People fish well, have a lot of experience, and the bait is also on the right road, I have to go and learn drops with people.
After saying that, he went straight to the middle-aged man, because I was fishing for crucian carp with earthworms, so I didn't go over and chose to keep fishing. Middle-aged men while walking and fishing, Uncle Zhang watched while pulling with him, slowly they chatted, and Uncle Zhang often helped others to copy fish.
The middle-aged man circled around the fish pond and caught at least a dozen large carp, and Uncle Zhang chatted with him for more than half an hour. Finally, the middle-aged man returned to the fishing position to collect the rod.
As he was leaving, I took a look at his catch. The leather pockets of the fish were stuffed (the fish were allowed to be taken away at that time), and at least thirty large carp were caught visually.
After he left, Uncle Zhang also got on the carp. It seems that the nests played before worked, and the fly in the ointment is that the fish caught is generally smaller than that of others.
Although I used earthworms here, I also made a nest an hour later, and I caught several heavy large plate crucian carp. This was the first time I had caught such a large crucian carp (although it was farmed), and the excitement in my heart was not mentioned.
On the way back, Uncle Zhang has been praising the middle-aged man. I asked Uncle Zhang: Why didn't you order bait with others at that time?
Uncle Zhang said: The first time you meet, first mix your eyes, how can you directly open your mouth and ask for something? However, there is also good news, I have asked for his contact information, and I can still contact him later.
Time flew by, and I slowly went from playing wild fishing to the road of black pits, competition, and club opening. Uncle Zhang has been fishing in the wild, plus my club is far from his home (there is also a fishing tackle shop in front of his house), so there are fewer contacts later.
Recently, Uncle Zhang has retired, and he has more idle time, so he has nothing to do and is not too far away to sit in my shop. I inadvertently talked about this middle-aged man of that year.
I asked Uncle Zhang curiously: That fishing master at that time, did you contact him later. This question, Uncle Zhang also came to the spirit: contact, and later I called him, specifically to visit him. That person has a good personality, is a good person, but alas..., it went too early.
I asked in surprise: So young, is there no one? He said: Yes, we were still in touch two days ago, and I couldn't get through the phone recently. Later, when I asked my local friend, I learned that I was no longer there.
Uncle Zhang went on to say: The young man was very fond of fishing at that time, and in order to catch fish well, he ran all over the major fishing tackle shops and feed companies in the distance. The pellets he used that day were the original pond granules (that is, the granules for feeding the fish) that he had spent a lot of effort to find, and his bait also added that kind of granular powder, and also added some ingredients taught to him by foreign fishing masters, and ordinary people could not catch him at all.
Now think about it, at that time, everyone's fishing level was generally not high, the black pit was just emerging, and there were fewer fish, and at that time, taking 30 yuan to catch more than 30 large carp was indeed a very good result.
Next, I wanted to talk to Uncle Zhang about something else, but suddenly I wanted to talk and stopped, I didn't know what to say, and fell into a small fragment of fantasy and silence... (Original: Peer)