546: Chapter 533 Kanas Lake River Cod 546: Chapter 533 Kanas Lake River Cod Kanas Lake is a cold-water lake; in this area, frost can form as early as August, and the water temperature never surpasses ten degrees.
Now, the water temperature in the lake is only a few degrees.
Even if a cold wave cos tomorrow, bringing snow, or if the temperature drops below zero, that would be perfectly normal.
When the water is cold, fish are less active and require less oxygen, which ans they don’t fight as hard when caught as you might expect.
After the lead head hook struck the fish, its initial burst of energy only put a bit of pressure on Yue Feng.
By quickly adjusting the line to release tension, he soon had the situation under control—the fish must not be very big.
As Yue Feng reeled in, he said, “Everybody stay calm, it’s probably not a big fish!
It’s coming out of the water now!”
Indeed, twenty seconds later, the unlucky fish was pulled to the surface.
At first glance, Yue Feng thought it was a black fish, but upon closer inspection, it was slightly different.
Reaching for his waist, he grabbed the fish gripper, bent down, clamped the fish’s mouth with it, and lifted the whole fish out of the water.
This was a predatory fish that resembled a black fish by about sixty to seventy percent, with not a small mouth and dark yellowish patterns on its skin.
However, upon closer examination, the head, the mouth, and the body proportions differed from those of a black fish.
Weighing it in his hand, it was about three to four jin (approximately 1.5 to 2 kg).
“Haha, I’ve got the first catch!
Does anyone in the live broadcast recognize what fish this is?
If it’s a protected species, we’ll let it go!
If not, we can take it back to the camp and make so sour cabbage fish or sothing to taste!”
“Is it a black fish?
It looks similar in color!”
“What a joke, your black fish could live in cold water?
The water’s just a few degrees; they’d be hibernating by now!”
“Could it be so kind of salmon?
I can’t recognize it!”
“If I’m not mistaken, it should be a female river cod!
This thing tastes really fresh, it’s good stuff!”
“It really is a river cod, I just looked it up—Baidu says it’s the only freshwater cod species.
Its liver is very fatty and rich!
It’s not a protected animal, so it’s okay to eat!”
They say the internet harbors experts, and sure enough, so knowledgeable fishing friends quickly identified Yue Feng’s catch as river cod, a variety of freshwater cod.
When Yue Feng heard from everyone that it was not a protected species, he at once felt assured.
He called out, and the kid opened a live fish container on the inflatable boat and tossed the first catch inside!
After landing the first fish, Yue Feng gained an initial understanding of the lure fishing thod!
It’s a bit like the teasing technique in Taiwan Fishing, constantly searching out potential fish schools and using lures to imitate the movents of small fish, coaxing fierce predators to co and capture their prey.
If Taiwan Fishing is like the steady business of cultivating a fishing spot, farming-style, then lure fishing is akin to a hunting civilization, aggressively attacking like consuming raw at and drinking blood.
Moreover, there’s a unique psychological satisfaction when catching fish with this thod, like deriving joy from a smart strategic win, feeling extrely exhilarating.
No wonder after many people try lure fishing, they can’t stop; there really is sothing different about the fun of fishing.
After casting another ten or so tis without a hit, Yue Feng greeted everyone and continued along the contour of the lake to the next spot to try.
When selecting the target spot, the skill of choosing a fishing position played a huge role.
Many areas stretched for dozens or even hundreds of ters and were gray, but suddenly there would be a stretch of only twenty or thirty ters that was bright.
Yue Feng steadied the boat and cast a line into this bright area to give it a try.
But this ti he wasn’t so lucky, the first cast got snagged on sothing underwater, and he was stuck solid, unable to pull it free.
“Damn, I probably snagged so debris at the bottom!” Yue Feng muttered to himself, then leveled the rod and pulled steadily on the line above the reel with his hand.
The combination of a lead head hook with a t-tailed little fish as lure had its advantages beyond low cost.
Such single hooks, unlike treble hooks, were easier to deal with after snagging.
With a few simple pulls, he freed the hook and saw that the hook’s gap had been bent open upon retrieval.
Yue Feng didn’t take it seriously, casually using lure pliers to approximate the hook’s position before casting again.
“Damn, the hook’s gap opened, and you can just bend it back to keep using it?”
“New Fishing King live-streaming lure fishing, too attached to a lead head hook to replace it after it bends open—is there a lure manufacturer willing to sponsor him?”
“Living too well and being frugal isn’t a problem.
Predatory fish tend to swallow hooks deeply; the angle of force after hooking a fish makes it less likely to bend the hook’s gap open.
As long as the fish isn’t too big, it should be fine!”
Yue Feng grinned and said, “I reckon there must be an area with obstructions down there.
This hook is like a pioneer scouting ahead.
Rich and wealthy, sure, but I still can’t afford to waste.
Right, everyone?”
While he was chatting and carefully lifting the rod tip to relieve tension on the line, he suddenly felt an attack on the lure underwater.
The force transmitted up the line felt erratic, indicating that the fish likely missed the proper bite.
Yue Feng was patient, not hurriedly jerking the rod upon feeling sothing attacking the lure, but rather delaying half a beat in a very essence-of-the-craft way, allowing the t-tailed lure to co to a quick stop underwater.
That did the trick—he got another bite!
This ti the fish was hooked securely and began a frantic escape.
The force was much stronger than the first fish!
The line Yue Feng was using had a tensile value of 4#pe, over 25 kilograms.
He wasn’t coddling the fish at all, especially since there might be debris at the bottom and he couldn’t allow the fish to dart about.
After setting the drag, he started reeling in with gusto, quickly getting control over the fish’s surges.
He slowly brought the fish back in and soon caught a glimpse of it.
It was another river cod but at least two sizes bigger than the first.
The fish looked to be at least seven or eight catties—no wonder it had so much more strength!
“Damn, another one of these fish!
But this one’s much bigger.
We can’t eat them all if we catch too many, so let’s release the smaller one and keep this big one!”
Yue Feng gave a shout, unhooked the fish and put it into the live well, then took out the first one and released it!
“Hahaha, look at Feng bro’s performance, doesn’t it look like a bear picking corn—one for you, one for ?”
“Damn bear, Feng bro, this guy’s mocking you!
Send him to the dark room!”
“Normally river cod are just about one or two catties each; I didn’t expect them to grow this big here!
Cooking it in a hot pot or as pickled cabbage fish, with white fish flesh and steaming hot soup, would be oh so delicious!”
“Stop it, not here upstairs—I’ve got the image in my head now!”
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