Chapter 324 320. The bait doesn't work
After the competition started, Lao Qi sat at his own fishing spot No. 47, calmed himself down and suppressed his excitement.

The three old men were ordinary casual contestants. According to their registration time, they were arranged at fishing spots 45, 46 and 47, and sat in a row. Old Qi's spot No. 47 was the far left.

It was his first time participating in the competition, so he had no idea where to start. While packing his things, Lao Qi looked at No. 48 next to him.

broken.

They were not well prepared.

No. 48 next to him is obviously a veteran. He has prepared the bait and nest materials in advance and uses them directly when the competition starts.

But Lao Qi and his friends were totally unprepared.

After everyone else had cast their fishing rods, they took out the bait and opened the box.

Then look towards the front, near the podium.

Zhang Shaoliang is a professional player and his position is No. 9.

But I saw that Zhang Shaoliang didn't do anything and was taking his time leisurely.

Zhang Shaoliang doesn't care about this kind of small competition at all.

Lao Qi can't do that. Lao Qi is not a competitive player. He will feel a lot of pressure when he really goes on the court, and the greater the pressure, the more nervous he will be.

When Lao Qi got nervous, his hands started to tremble. He pried open the paper box with trembling hands, and immediately there was a plastic box.

Pull out the plastic box, and there are plastic bags inside each compartment.

Lao Qi cursed inwardly, why do they need to pack the bait in so many layers? The bag is so strong that I couldn’t open it after trying for a long time.

Turning my head to look to the right, I saw that the three brothers should stop laughing at each other because they all look so cowardly.

No. 48 at the side had thrown the bait, lowered the fishing rod, and looked at the fish float standing quietly on the water.

No sign of fish.

I turned around and saw Lao Qi.

He burst out laughing, picked up a pair of scissors and handed them over, "Brother, you are living a comfortable life. You spent two hundred yuan to come here to see the scenery."

This is so weird.

Lao Qi took the scissors, thanked him, and ignored him otherwise.

If he wasn't about the same age as me, I would have started scolding him a long time ago.

Wait for Lao Qi to cut open the bag.

The man brought over a small basin of water.
Lao Qi handed the scissors to Lao Zhang next to him, turned around and thanked him, then poured a bag of bait into the small bowl where he mixed the bait.

No. 48 said something else, "Wow, why is it still green? Where did you get the bait? Maybe you got the wrong one. Don't throw random things in there."

He kept talking without stopping his hands.

With one hand he helped Lao Qi hold on, and with the other hand he held his own small basin and poured water into Lao Qi's basin little by little.

Lao Qi grabbed the bait and mixed it into a ball like kneading dough.

This guy is really weird. He speaks in a sarcastic and unpleasant way, but his eyes are lively and his hands are really helpful.

Lao Qi was in a state of being neither up nor down.

After pinching the bait, he handed the box over, "New product, it's really fish bait."

The man was very happy to see this, but he still didn't let it go, "Brother, where did you get this bait? It's quite fancy. Did you take it from your granddaughter? Oh, look at this little cat head, it's still meowing, it's really meaty."

The packaging of the fishing bait of the Maomaotou brand maintains the consistent style of Qingyin Agriculture. The outer packaging is made up of large blocks of color, and the trademark is Ding Xiaoman’s cat head. The advertising slogans and small decorations are pretty and cute.

"Your bait is not good. It doesn't look serious." No. 48 said something strange again, and went back to his fishing position to get a few bags of his bait. "Look, Dragon King Hate Shocks the World, and this, Ares No. ..."

Others include the Field Ghost King, the Explosive Guardian, and the Almighty King Dajiu.

All of them are packed in small plastic bags, the outer packaging is more fancy than each other, and the names are more exaggerated than each other.

So old and immature.

It's a completely different style from the cat head.

Old Qi blushed, thinking back to when he used these baits, he didn't think anything of it at the time, but now looking back, oh no...

He said sullenly, "My bait is quite powerful."

Then he pinched a small ball, hung it on the fish hook and threw it into the pond.

"Hey, hey, you didn't make a nest." No. 48 shouted. Lao Qi panicked, it's bad, he forgot.

But he couldn't show it on his face. He just waved his hands in a sophisticated manner and stared at the float.

No. 48 smiled disdainfully and returned to his fishing spot.

And No. 49, who was one step away, saw all of this.

He muttered in a low voice, "Two sticks."

After saying that, he lifted up the rod and changed the bait. He used a homemade bait.

Fishermen also have a chain of contempt.
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Time passed by minute by minute.

Although the weather was not hot, sweat was already visible on Lao Qi's forehead.

More than forty minutes had passed, and he watched others catch fish one by one, but there was still no movement from his side.

It shouldn't be.

When I used this bait last year, I caught fish one after another without interruption. I turned fishing, a leisure activity, into hard physical labor.

Although the formula has been changed this time and the effect will be weakened, it won’t be weakened to this extent.

I turned my head to look at Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou, and they didn't move at all, and their fish baskets were empty.

If I keep fishing like this, I won't get any results...

The bull has already been blown away...

I turned around and went to the small park at the entrance of the community. How could I see anyone?

Lao Qi is getting anxious.

No. 48 at the side shook his hand, reeled in his fishing rod, and another fish came up.

The person didn't even stand up, and there was no use of a scoop net, he was just thrown up directly.

But it really ruined his career.

While the referee and staff in charge of the area came over to record the weigh-in, No. 48 came to tease Lao Qi again: "Brother, the view here is great. There's a breeze blowing by the water, and the air is so good. You should drink a few more sips of hot tea to avoid the discomfort of the cold wind."

Old Qi was so angry. How could he get involved with such a foul-mouthed guy?

He couldn't lose his temper because this was already the third item and he still had no idea.

Far behind the podium, on the large screen, almost every number had a number behind it, except for the large blank space between 45 and 47, which was particularly eye-catching.

The referee had just weighed the fish that No. 48 had just caught and was about to leave.

Lao Qi called him quietly.

Lao Qi pointed at the big screen and asked, "Girl, can you please help me check the number of number nine? We came here together."

It was a bit far away and Lao Qi couldn’t see clearly.

The female referee smiled and said, "You're welcome, sir. Number nine is now 4.6 kilograms."

It seems that this bait can catch fish. Zhang Shaoliang caught 3 kilograms of fish.

Why is there no movement here?

"What about the extra ones?" Lao Qi asked again.

"The first place is No. 3, weighing 17.1 kg, and the second place is No. 4, weighing 14.6 kg. The top few are all over 10 kg."

"Uh..." Lao Qi was stunned for a moment. It turned out that there was something wrong with the bait. The 9 jins of fish was Zhang Shaoliang's own skill.

Also, who are the people in the front line? They caught more than 30 kilograms of fish in 40 minutes, one kilogram per minute.

Even if I go online, I may not be as fast as him...

"Thank you, girl." Lao Qi thanked her. The female referee responded, "You're welcome," and turned around to leave.

Lao Qi called him again.

Lao Qi secretly pointed to the side, No. 48, and asked quietly: "How much did he catch?"

The female referee was also an old hand, and understood the grudges between the old men. She also answered in a low voice, "The old man weighs 1.6 kilograms."

Tsk~ What are you showing off? You are nothing special...

(End of this chapter)