Chapter 5: Lake Baikal (5)
On the small oval table, there are several fragrant dishes, and between the cups and cups, the diners are making comments while eating the seaweed.
Brother Yang Zi, why haven't I seen you make it for me before?
Well, let's go there tomorrow and get some back! β
"Whew!
Brother Yang, I finally know now why my sister-in-law married you.
With this kind of cooking, no foodie can resist it!"
"Haha! I think so too.
Yang Zi, the dishes on your table are really delicious.
I have lived for so many years, and it is only today that I have discovered that a few simple dishes can give me such a happy satisfaction. β
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Listening to such a high evaluation from his companions, Yang Zi's face bloomed, and he bragged in front of him, if everyone was dissatisfied, he would really be a little embarrassed.
"Tan Zi, don't patronize and eat, help me ask Lao Maozi how much he knows about the sturgeon in Lake Belga. β
After eating half full, Yang Zi slowed down the speed of his meal. As he sipped a little wine, he began to ask for information about the mission.
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The Russian captain, when he came over, had always seemed very cold.
Originally, Yang Zi thought that the other party was this kind of character, and praised him for his cool image.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the table and tasted a few bites of authentic Chinese food, this guy was completely revealed.
Braised fish? He just picked a whole one with a fork and put it in a bowl.
The sea bowl on the side of the spicy catfish pot is his second bowl tonight.
Because the other party was holding a snail there, he was afraid that the others would finish eating the fish, so he fished a bowl in advance and prepared it there.
The funniest thing is the appearance of Lao Maozi when he eats snails.
Because I am not used to chopsticks, and the fork is difficult to catch the hard and round shape of the snail.
So, this thing directly took a spoon from which Yang Zi drank soup and scooped it happily.
This image can be fully called an authentic foreign foodie.
may rarely eat spicy food, this old hairy man named Lev, this will be spicy, his face is already red, and his mouth is constantly snorting.
After hearing Tan Ziqing ask about himself, he took a sip of wine, and then said a few words.
"Brother Yang, he's asking you why you came to this side of Lake Berga to fish for fish.
The lake is too open and the water is too deep to encounter such target fish.
If you want to fish for eels, you can go to the rivers where the main fish are produced.
There are more rayfish there, and the difficulty of catching them is relatively low. β
Tan Ziqing listened to what Lev said, and quickly stopped the action of picking up vegetables and translated it for Yang Zi.
"I don't need to say this, I know it, but the river is full of small fish, and the big fish are too difficult to touch.
Only in this lake, there are some monsters that have lived for decades, just ask!
Just say if he has seen a fish in the lake, or seen someone else catch it, and the location of the water where it was caught. β
Rolling his eyes, Yang Zi said again.
"Uhhh
The most recent record he knows of is more than ten years ago, in the shallow water area of the north of the lake, someone caught a bar of several hundred catties.
Most of the fish in this lake have stopped migratory breeding, so they rarely appear.
We want to catch them, and the odds are slim.
However, in recent years, many fishermen have suspected that their boats have been hit by fish in the water.
According to them, these big fish have lived for so many years, and their size is already amazing.
Hundreds of pounds are not fierce, tons of huge things, only their guesses about their size. β
"No more breeding, you say these big fish, how can they all be so virtuous?
There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great!
Why don't these old fish understand it? This is really not a good habit.
Forget it, I think he knows so much, you tell Lev that he should take us to the north side of the lake tomorrow.
Fortunately, we rented a yacht, if it was a speedboat, this gasoline was not enough for us to go back and forth. β
After complaining a few words, Yang Zi was also a little helpless in the face of this situation, so he could only take one step at a time.
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On the endless lake, Yang Zi and the others were driving a yacht and moving forward in the water like a boat breaking the waves.
Due to the distance between the residence and the destination, it was a little far, and the group drove for almost two hours before they slowly approached the lake area that Lev was talking about.
Sailing on such a large lake, as in the sea, can easily lead to seasickness.
In addition, in order to be in a hurry, Lev was moving at full speed all the way, and the undulating lake surface turned Qiaoqiao, Ah Ling and Ah Feng upside down, and they couldn't help but doubt their lives.
"Qiaoqiao, we've arrived, are you feeling better?
Raise your head and get some water!"
"Hmm~ I don't want to drink, let me continue to lie down for a while. β
Looking at his wife lying in his arms and in a very poor mental state, Yang Zi was also a little helpless.
Seasickness medicine, carminative oil, going to the deck for ventilation, everything, almost nothing he could think of.
Even the equipment skills, which have always been invincible, failed to solve his troubles this time.
Probably because motion sickness is a state, not an injury.
As soon as he arrived at the destination, half of his team hit the street, and even the very important photographers would be wiped out, and Yang Zi couldn't help but have a little headache.
In order not to affect the progress, after he appeased Qiaoqiao, he asked Tan Ziqing to take the camera and learn briefly with Ah Ling, and then the generals who changed guns in battle made up for it.
At this time, Lao Maozi had already parked the boat, and when he saw Ah Ling and Ah Feng paralyzed on the side, he sneered, shook his head and climbed to the top of the boat to drink alone.
Yang Zi glanced at the still gloomy sky and the undulating lake around him, turned around and walked to the deck, and began to pack up his fishing gear alone.
His goal today is mainly to come here to fish and find out the distribution of fish in the waters.
Because of the habits of the eel fish, it belongs to the kind of large fish that is very tasty and solitary.
They do not stop hunting throughout the year, but their level of activity varies.
Now, it's time for them to get ready for the winter and scramble for food.
Based on this, Yang Zi can roughly determine the range of fish movements as long as he can find out the current habitat distribution of fish in Lake Baikal.
As a tentative fishing, the use of bait and rod is naturally as wide as possible.
In this season, you don't need to consider the surface fish to go in, and the fishing methods that can be used are only sunk and semi-floating.
So this time, Yang Zi directly set up a gantry array, and distributed a fishing rod on the left and right sides of the stern and the tail.
There are three rods in total, and they are arranged in such a narrow boat, which is naturally not too difficult to fish.
Just like yesterday, the four of them were fishing, but it turned out to be a mess at first, and there were a lot of mistakes.
But for Yang Zi, in fact, it is easier for one person to master three fishing rods than yesterday.
Because whether it is the line to walk the fish, or the mastery of the fishing rod and line set in the process, Yang Zi is more skilled and accurate than A Ling.
And in dealing with emergencies, Yang Zi, who is experienced, will not be as busy as his companions.
"Tanzi, you ask me Lao Maozi, what are the varieties of small and medium-sized fish here!
Well, it's mainly gregarious, and it's in the middle and lower waters.
Of course, it would be easier for him to know the main predator species of the fish. β
While packing up the fishing rod, Yang Ziqing asked Tan Ziqing to inquire about the details of the news by the way.
If the main food source of the fish can be identified, and then targeted fishing, the progress can be doubled with half the effort.
"Uh! Brother Yang, Lao Maozi said a few kinds of fish, but they are all called by their side, I don't know how to translate this!
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Could it be the same kind of duwenfish you mentioned earlier?
He said the fish prefers to lie on the bottom of the water, is small in size, and feeds on moss and fine debris.
It's also a similar kind, what is it called? It's also a pelagic fish.
As for the last one, it's the catfish we caught yesterday.
How's that going? Can it come in handy?"
Twitter and Lev communicated for a while, and Tan Ziqing replied.
"Uh, are they all small fish? And these two kinds of fish are fine in shallow water, but you can't catch them in deep water.
Catfish are basically found everywhere in the lake, and there is no way to use them as a basis for the time being.
Forget it, I'll think about it the same way I did. β
After analyzing the information obtained, Yang Zi was speechless and found that although the other party had told him about the fish species, he still couldn't change anything.
As he thought about it, he set up the last half-floating rod at the stern of the boat, and finally chose what he had in mind.
Choose a few areas in the lake, spend several days exploring the area, and then determine the range of the fish based on the habits of the catch.
It's a bit stupid and time-consuming, but it's effective.
"Zizi!"
Yang Zi was pondering the method in his mind, and the fishing reel on the side of the boat on the right suddenly made a sound of coming out.
Because he is not sure about the size of the fish for the time being, the resistance of his fishing rod and reel today has been adjusted to a very low level.
As soon as there was a movement at this time, Yang Zi immediately locked the direction according to the prompt sound, and then reached out to lock the reel switch, and picked up the fishing rod and pulled it violently.
The pulling force transmitted back from the tip of the rod showed him the movements and direction of the fish struggling in the water at a glance, this should be a small fish.
Yang Zi, who found that the fish was not big and did not want to delay more, stabbed the hook steadily, and directly picked up the pole and pulled it out of the water while reeling the line.
"Whoa!"
As a black shadow more than ten centimeters long was pulled out of the water, Yang Zi took a closer look, but it was a funny little fish with a big head and a small body.
Yang Zi had never seen this kind of fish before, and this was the first time he had caught it.
However, according to this size guess, there is ** out of ten, and it should be the most abundant duwen here.
In the entire Baikal Lake, there are as many as 25 species of this fish family alone, but because the classification is too mixed, Yang Zi can't recognize all of them.
He took a live fish buckle, tied the little fish aside, then took the rod and continued to bait.
Although this kind of duwen fish is not good-looking, but the taste is still very delicious, Yang Zi stayed, to see if he could make a hot pot at night.
There are more and more foodies in their team.
Even that old man, after dinner last night, officially announced that he would join them.
said that in the next period of time, all his meals will follow Yang Zi and his party, even if they don't tip.
Thinking of the dinner that had been eaten all last night, Yang Zi looked at the lake next to the boat, wondering if he would continue to search the bottom of the lake like yesterday.
He doesn't ask for snails, even those small shrimp and crabs, and with his own cooking skills, he is not worried about his companions being picky eaters at all.