Chapter 8: Lake Baikal (8)
In the clear water, a slender black shadow is scurrying around the bottom of the river with a fishing line.
Sometimes it rubs against the rotten branches, sometimes it burrows into the mud and sand at the bottom of the water, trying everything it can to get rid of the hook in its mouth.
However, its opponent is Yang Zi, who has long been familiar with this way, so the fate of this fish has almost become a foregone conclusion.
Swimming with ease, the fish's physical strength is consumed, and when encountering a place that may cause the threat of disconnection, Yang Zi will deflect the fishing rod in advance and shift the opponent's direction.
After going back and forth several times, the fight between the two sides lasted for about ten minutes, and finally ended with Yang Zi walking the fish over on the spot.
"Come and see, I've caught salmon.
I've been here for so many days, and I haven't seen them before, so I thought they had stopped eating this season, but I didn't expect to meet them here. ”
When the fish's strength was exhausted and it surfaced with its belly turned over, Yang Zi finally recognized the species of the fish.
"That's true, and it's not small. Today's lunch, it's over. ”
Wood, who was leaning on the side of the boat, looked at the fish in the water, and suddenly came to his senses.
"Brother De, when did you care so much about eating?
Ha ha! If you continue like this, our team will soon become a foodie concentration camp.
Also, this fish doesn't look very good! Is salmon that big? ”
Tan Ziqing joked with a smile, and then asked.
"No way, hehe! With Yang Zi so mixed, I estimate that when I go home in the future, I will lose my appetite for a while.
As for this fish, it should be close to ten catties!
Salmon is generally about seven or eight pounds, and this one is certainly not small. ”
"Don't talk about the two of you, Brother De, help me bring the nets over and catch the fish!
This fish is a bit big, and if you pull it directly, the pole probably won't be able to bear it. ”
Walking the fish over, Yang Zi greeted Wood, and the two of them worked together and quickly pulled the fish onto the boat.
With its upturned mouth and wide and powerful body, after landing on the deck, the salmon fluttered vigorously for a while.
Yang Zixizi locked the mouth of the fish with a live fish buckle and tied it to the side of the boat, planning to cook it at noon to taste this legendary delicacy.
With the current, the yacht went down the river at a slow speed, and after drifting like this for about two hours, Yang Zi and the others returned to the entrance of the river they had come to before.
It is a very wide expanse of water, where the slightly turbid waters of the Selenga River merge with the crystal clear waters of Lake Baikal.
The sediment and floating debris brought by the river water accumulate at the bottom of the water, expanding the wetland area of the delta and providing an ideal environment for many demersal fish.
"Brother Yang, are we going to fish in the shallow water here, or should we go to a deeper place?
The old man asked if you wanted to move the boat. ”
Out of the Selenga River, the yacht began to spin around in the shallow water near the shore of the lake without the propulsion of the river.
Seeing this, Lao Maozi asked Tan Ziqing to ask about Yang Zi's next plans.
"You let him anchor first, and I'll go fishing in the shallow water to see if there's anything to catch.
Anyway, it's already eleven o'clock, so I'll finish lunch and then go to the deep water area.
Brother De, you and Tan Zi can help me deal with these catches! I'll lay a few poles here, and I'll come down and cook later. ”
After looking at the time, Yang Zi thought about it, and still planned to test it here first.
He put away the light pole, and took out three sturdy throwing rods, intending to lay them down before he went to prepare lunch.
From the morning's catch, Yang picked up a few smaller river fish, hung them on the hook, and then threw them into the lake in three directions.
After washing his hands and hanging a few bells on his fishing rods, he went into the cabin and began to prepare lunch.
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"Whew! On such a cold day, we were eating hot pot and drinking spirits on the lake, which was really a pleasure.
It's a pity that I'm not a poet, otherwise I would have wanted to chant a poem to help the fun. ”
Ah Ling was inhaled directly by the spicy, but his mouth did not stop for a moment.
"Haha! And poetry? How many words and sentences do you remember when the Chinese teacher taught you?
Not to mention anything else, the last time I asked you to help me write a report, you made me inconsistent, and I was reprimanded by the leader. ”
After drinking a little wine, Ah Feng seemed very excited today, and when he heard his companion's chatter there, he ruthlessly turned over the old accounts.
"How is it possible, it is obvious that the leader sees you unpleasantly and deliberately finds fault with you.
Otherwise, how could you make a big fuss about a trivial matter! ”
"Hey! If you still don't admit it, then let's talk about it, you .................. before"
"Ah Ling, Ah Feng, how long have you been working together? I think you guys are about the same age, so you can't graduate from the same school, right? ”
Seeing that the team's film crew was joking there, Yang Zi also asked a little curiously.
These two friends, since Yang Zi first met them, until now, they don't seem to have been separated, and they have always worked together.
"Brother Yang Zi, they are almost the same as me and Sister Jiao, and they also graduated from college one after another, and then applied for the job.
The difference is that they have known each other since they were in school, and because they both like photography, they have been playing well.
After graduating, they naturally chose the same place of work. ”
Before Ah Ling and Ah Feng could speak, Qiao Qiao told them about their past in a few words.
"Hey, hey! It's almost the same as my sister-in-law said, Ah Ling graduated a year before me, and I went to the radio and television to find him later.
We were all lucky, so many people were interviewed during the interview, and we were admitted with the green light all the way. ”
Speaking of that past, Ah Feng seemed very fortunate and happy.
"Alright, alright! I said Ah Feng, don't be modest here!
Two Peking University talents, squeezed into a group of undergraduates to come for an interview, can they not pass?
The grades are excellent, the profession is right, the examiner at the time, I am happy to see you.
If it weren't for the other applicants' emotions, I guess he would have made a decision for you at that time, and he still made it seem like luck.
Hum! Despise you! ”
Seeing that Ah Feng was making up a story there, Qiaoqiao smiled and complained.
"Yo! In our team, it turns out that there are a lot of talents!
Ha ha! Come on, come on! Let's touch it and let me, a scumbag, pay respect! ”
Hearing Qiaoqiao's revelation, Yang Zi's admiration for this scumbag suddenly gushed endlessly.
Everyone was drinking and chatting, and before they knew it, the time quickly ran out for more than an hour.