Chapter 3: Turtle Fishing
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The winding path is like life, and you don't know who you'll meet at the next turn!
Cheng Lin met many people in the village along the way, and he would greet each one politely.
As the path gets narrower and more remote, a sense of loneliness arises from the bottom of my heart.
The breeze was gentle and the leaves rustled, adding to the chill.
Cheng Lin gritted his teeth and decided to move on, and he must gain something tonight.
He is such a person, and he will never give up on what he has identified.
Until the sky was getting darker, Cheng Lin finally came to the place where he fished for carp in the afternoon, but he looked and found that there was no such strange feeling on the water surface nearby.
"Do you want to go inside?" After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Lin had no choice but to bite the bullet and move on.
At this time, Cheng Lin could no longer smell the barking of dogs and chickens, and had already left the range of Chengjia Village for several miles, but there was no such feeling under this big tree and in this water, so he could only continue to walk inside.
Cheng Lin, who set off again, walked extra carefully, turned on the flashlight, glanced at the river with his eyes, and glanced at the road under his feet from time to time.
You won't miss the river, but you can also pay attention to whether it is safe under your feet.
In this hot summer, all snakes, insects, rats and ants will come out after the sun goes down.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Cheng Lin's heart moved, and that feeling suddenly surfaced in his heart again.
Because the sky had completely darkened, Cheng Lin didn't know where his gaze swept on the surface of the river.
So he stopped and shone his flashlight at where his eyes were.
"It's really a turtle!"
It turned out that with the sweep of the flashlight, Cheng Lin clearly saw that there was a small black dot floating on the water where his eyes were, and it disappeared on the water when it was illuminated by the light!
"Looks like that's a turtle! Also, the weather is hot during the day, and this thing basically does not float to the surface except for breathing, and now that the sun is going down and the weather is cold, it will also come out to hunt for activities! ”
Although the turtle is an amphibian, it basically lives in the water and rarely goes ashore during normal times.
Carefully descended the steep slope and found a relatively flat sandy area, Cheng Lin decided to fish here.
Because this sandy area has a gentle slope, you can step into the water two steps forward, and it is easier to catch turtles; Another aspect is safety, gentle slope, and you won't accidentally fall into the river because you can't see clearly at night.
When Cheng Lin came out at night, he brought out the fishing rod and the net, and he wanted to change the fish if he didn't feel that way.
Now that this feeling has appeared, and after seeing the turtle with his own eyes, Cheng Lin decided to fish for the turtle first, and then change to fishing.
Now that we're out in the evening, let's try another idea!
That's if the ability can choose what it wants to fish, it can sense anything!
It just so happens that the pork liver that comes out at night is not only a good bait for turtle fishing, but also an excellent bait for catfish fishing!
Catfish is a carnivorous fish that preys on small fish, but it is especially fond of fishy smells, so pork liver is an excellent choice.
Although some areas may think that catfish is rotten, its meat people can't eat it, especially those catfish that are farmed, eating anything further deepens people's bad impression of it. The very popular catfish in Qingshan Town has always been fish, because the area of Qingshan Town is remote, there is no artificially bred catfish, so the catfish are from the river, which is relatively clean in people's opinion, and the other side of the catfish has no spines, and its meat is strong and strong bones and longevity.
Therefore, the price of catfish in Qingshan Town is also very high, Cheng Lin vaguely remembers that wild catfish is about a dozen catties now, and he is a little vague.
But it doesn't matter, no matter how much money is a catty, as long as you can catch it, you can make money, now is not the time to think about this, you have to catch the turtle you just saw.
Thinking of this turtle Cheng Lin, his heart was hot, and the appearance he had just seen was not small.
"Two hundred and sixty-one catties, if there are five catties, it will be thousands!" Cheng Lin wiped his saliva, and then cut the pork liver with scissors.
The pork liver of the turtle is not easy to be too large, and it should be cut into small short strips, so that the soft-shelled turtle can swallow it in one bite.
But it should not be too short, and the two ends of the embroidery needle should not be pierced outside the pork liver when it is not on the embroidery needle. If the sting is outside, the turtle will feel strange if it does not swallow it, and it will spit it out immediately.
Therefore, it is best to pin the pork liver to the embroidery needle, and there are two to three millimeters of meat at both ends, so that the turtle will not be noticed, and the turtle can easily pierce the hook after swallowing the pork liver.
Cheng Lin quickly processed the pork liver according to his previous experience, and then threw the bait on the surface of the water where he had just seen the turtle after pinning it to the embroidery needle.
Then it was a quiet wait, and Cheng Lin turned off the flashlight after throwing the bait in.
Because Cheng Lin knew that he had already disturbed the turtle just now, and now he had to quietly reduce the soft-shelled turtle's vigilance.
This is good, Cheng Lin feels that it may have been an hour, but the twine in his hand has not moved at all.
If ordinary people are estimated to be a little unable to stand this loneliness, but Cheng Lin is relatively stubborn, so he is still insisting, plus his eyes glance at the water from time to time, and the feeling of "that turtle is still here" in his heart makes him know that the turtle will take the bait sooner or later, maybe in the next second.
After waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, Cheng Lin suddenly felt the twine in his hand tighten, and he knew that the turtle had eaten.
He didn't rush to lift the rod, because he wasn't sure if the turtle had swallowed the whole bait, so he put a little more twine.
Cheng Lin put the line little by little, and the other end slowly asked for the line little by little.
After putting more than a meter of line, the turtle may feel safe, swallow the pork liver in its mouth violently, turn around and dive into the water.
"It's time!" Sensing the strength of the twine, Cheng Lin also grabbed the thread and lifted it violently, feeling the force in his hand, he knew that this turtle couldn't run.
Anyone who fishes a lot knows that, especially when you catch a big fish, it feels like a fish with a spiny hook after you lift the rod and a fish with no spines.
With Cheng Lin lifting the thread and stabbing the fish, the embroidery needle was pinched on the neck of the turtle, and the embroidery needle was firmly pierced into the meat.
The difference between fishing for turtles and fishing is big, if you fish, you are afraid that you will unhook after fishing too hard, but you don't have to worry about this, you just need to pull the turtle ashore as soon as possible.
Cheng Lin turned on the flashlight and put it on the ground next to him, and then desperately retracted the wire, saving hesitation and delaying time, causing the turtle to bite the wire and run away.
After a while, the black and shiny turtle under the light was dragged by Cheng Lin to the beach.
Then, no matter how the turtle struggled on the beach, Cheng Lin carried the twine and threw it into the bucket.
Looking at the turtle stuck in the bucket, Cheng Lin felt that the night's wait was worth it: "It's more than five catties, right?" It's all stuck in the middle of the bucket! ”
"How do you take out the embroidery needle now? There are no tools! Cheng Lin looked at the turtle stuck in the bucket and felt a headache, after he caught this turtle, he still felt that there were turtles in that range, but now the only fishing tackle was still in the bucket in the mouth of this guy.
But he didn't dare to take it with his hands, and if his finger was bitten, that finger might be gone.
"Come back tomorrow night!" Looking at the water surface unwillingly, Cheng Lin could only helplessly lift the bucket, pick up the flashlight and fishing rod and change places to fish for catfish.
didn't take a few steps, Cheng Lin put down his things again, then cut a few small pork livers, and threw them into the river far away on the path before continuing on the road.
Cheng Lin knew very well that there must have been only one turtle here when he came at the beginning, because it was not yet the breeding season, and there would not be two turtles in the same place for a territorial-minded animal like a turtle. There was only one other possibility, and that was to be attracted by his pork liver bait.
Now I am throwing a few pieces of pork liver down, and there is a high probability that the turtle in the river will be left in this position, so that it will come to fish again tomorrow.
Cheng Lin didn't plan to look forward, but looked all the way back in the direction of the village. If you feel that there is a catfish to fish, if not, go home directly, after all, it is now half past eight o'clock, the mountain road is difficult to walk at night, and then go to the direction of Qingshan Lake may accidentally get home at eleven or twelve o'clock, this is too late, after all, tomorrow morning you have to get up early to go to the town to sell turtles.
Cautiously searched back, just as when he came.
But after walking for nearly an hour, I was about to reach the foot of the village, but the feeling still didn't appear.
Cheng Lin felt that he might not be able to catch catfish today, so he quickened his pace and walked in the direction of home.
With a habitual glance, Cheng Lin felt that there were catfish here, so he immediately shone it with a flashlight.
He found that the place he looked at was a little bit of the roadside in front of him, and that location was a rocky stall, and the water level was about one and a half meters.
"It's good that you don't have to go down, otherwise it's a bit dangerous to go down at night!" After careful observation, Cheng Lin found that the position could be caught by standing on the side of the path with his fishing rod.
Catfish have similar habits to yellow eels, they are active at night, and they like to move around piles of rocks.
One is that when you encounter other predatory fish, you can hide in the stone pile, and the other is that there are many small fish and shrimp near the stone pile that are easy to catch.
Therefore, as soon as Cheng Lin saw this place, he was sure that his ability was real, and he could choose according to his thoughts.
So Cheng Lin took a few steps forward and put the extra things aside, only holding the fishing rod to adjust a depth of about one meter and a half, and tried it to feel about the same, although it may be a little paused, but it is not a problem at all for a ferocious fish like catfish.
Then he cut the remaining pork liver and skewed it on the hook, threw the bait into the water, and waited quietly for the fish to take the bait.
The bait for catfish fishing is the same as for turtle fishing, but the bait looks different because the hook is different.
The hook of the turtle fishing is straight and can only be pinned on it, so the pork liver should be a long strip; When fishing for catfish, the hook is curved, so it is best to make the pork liver a ding, so that the whole hook can be buried inside.
Catfish are much more stupid than turtles, and as soon as they threw the bait near it, they quickly moved on the float.
No, Cheng Lin is not in a hurry to lift the rod, but plans to wait for the appearance of the big black drift, which can basically ensure that the probability of hitting the fish increases.
After all, when fish swim underwater, they may hit the fishing line and float and sink down.
This is called a false signal, and you will not be hit unless there are a lot of fish in the river, and when you blindly lift the rod, there is a fish just above the hook for you to anchor.
Therefore, when fishing, only the signals of the mouth, black drift, and top drift are generally caught.