Lin Yang smiled as he explained everything in detail.
Upon hearing this, Wang Bo’s eyes imdiately lit up, "One hundred thousand jin of fish released! Tsk tsk, that’s pretty impressive. Although your fish pond is ridiculously large, with the addition of native fish, the resources will definitely not be lacking. I’ve got to hurry; my hands have been itching to fish for a while now. Co on, brothers, cast the lines!"
As he spoke, he and Tai began to call over friends who had co along to start moving their fishing gear.
Old Lin and Yang Xincheng, who were standing nearby, saw the sudden influx of business and their previous worries were swept away. They happily began to collect the fish tickets.
Tang Chuanbin, who had been standing blankly to the side, had originally planned to shalessly cause a ruckus, determined to not let the fish pond operate smoothly today. However, seeing the large crowd of people arriving, he quickly discarded the idea.
He was a typical bully who is timid at heart; although he knew that Lin Yang’s family had so money, he also found out that they lacked any significant backing and that the father and son were both honest folks.
But now, seeing that the newcors were obviously wealthy and had good relations with Lin Yang, he imdiately abandoned any thoughts of causing trouble.
In fact, he even started to feel wary about staying here any longer, as any more trouble from him might be more than just embarrassing.
Thinking this, he quickly gestured to his henchn beside him, gave a knowing look, and beat a hasty retreat while nobody was paying attention.
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Back at the fish pond, ever since Wang Bo and Tai’s group had arrived, the place had gradually beco more lively, with various fishing chairs and platforms being set up.
This was just the beginning; before long, many more people began to arrive in their cars.
Many of them were Lin Yang’s local fishing friends from Jiangdong City, who had seen Lin Yang’s posted video and decided to drive over and join the fun.
This was without Lin Yang doing any prior promotion; had he advertised a bit earlier, even more people might have co today!
Within the next half hour, familiar faces such as Li Xiaopeng, Wang Feng, and even Brother Aquatic heard the news and brought their fishing buddies to support the opening.
They originally thought that a one-third occupancy rate would have been quite good.
If a few more groups were to arrive now, it would be questionable whether his large fish pond, with over a hundred fishing spots, could accommodate everyone.
As ti slowly passed, the situation indeed exceeded Lin Yang’s expectations, and he realized he might have underestimated his current influence.
Just the fan base from his own city was a considerable group, and single fishern kept arriving.
In less than two hours, the large pond, with over a hundred, close to two hundred fishing spots, started to fill up.
Old Lin was grinning from ear to ear. However, as it was their first day of business, things were still a bit rough around the edges. No sooner had they finished dealing with the ticket money than another angler would co over to buy water or cigarettes.
Yang Xincheng was busy as could be at the fish pond side, looking after nearly two hundred fishers who all needed attentive service.
Seeing that everyone was too busy to spare a mont, Lin Yang decided to lend a hand as well.
After the busiest period passed and the fishers had settled into their fishing, the owners finally could take a breather.
Lin Yang and Old Lin calculated the morning’s takings in a simply decorated little supermarket; just from ticket sales, they had collected over seventy thousand yuan, and that was with the half-price opening day.
If they could fill up every day, the daily ticket revenue might be around one hundred and fifty thousand yuan.
The ticket price they had set was 800 yuan per person for six hours, with anglers free to deal with their catch as they wished, or they could choose to release the fish, with different species fetching different release prices.
The pricing was considered expensive for Jiangdong City, but Lin Yang’s pond had excellent resources. First, they released one hundred thousand jin of fish and would continue to do regular monthly releases.
Moreover, the large pond already had many big fish as it hadn’t been dried for decades. Even though a big Black fish might have escaped, there would certainly be no shortage of big carp and grass carp, along with sea bass and other species. As long as one had the skills, returning ho with the investnt recouped was assured.
Ti slowly approached noon, and it wasn’t long before alti, yet their fish farm wasn’t ready, so there would be no food available on-site.
Seeing this, Lin Yang imdiately called several restaurants in town and directly ordered more than two hundred portions of food. They had tables and seats for dining, so all that was needed was for the food to be delivered.
The fish farm was still under construction. It would take about two months to finish building and decorating before it could be occupied. For such a long period, they obviously couldn’t order takeout every day, especially since regular takeout probably wouldn’t deliver there.
After so thought, Lin Yang decided to let his father set up a stir-fry stall right at the entrance of the fish pond, similar to those found in markets, with a big iron wok set up and a couple of gas cylinders for frying.
And this wasn’t sothing they needed to worry about; as soon as they put the word out, those who stir-fried food at stalls or villagers who saw the business opportunity would naturally co to set up and sell food.
After a frantic morning, they finally solved the problem with the anglers’ lunch and so other issues encountered at the opening.
The afternoon’s work was much more relaxed, simply collecting the fish caught by the anglers.
The price for the caught fish was a bit higher than the average black pit rates, and that was what the price would be.
However, Lin Yang would not engage in the business of selling previously caught fish. To ensure every fish in the pond was raw, considering the current custor flow, the initial plan of stocking the pond three tis a month was clearly impossible.
Just today, nearly two hundred anglers could catch around ten to twenty thousand pounds of fish, and within the next few days, if they continued fishing, the pond’s fish would be reduced by half, necessitating the introduction of new fry.
Throughout the afternoon, Lin Yang, his father, and uncle spent ti in the small supermarket at the entrance of the fish pond discussing these matters, planning for long-term developnt.
In the end, after extensive calculations, restocking the pond three to six tis a month was best, depending on the occupancy rate of the fishing positions over a period. If full every day, they would average six restockings a month; if fewer people, they would reduce the frequency accordingly.
Anyway, it worked out that earning a net profit of 80,000 to 100,000 a month was no problem. Hearing Lin Yang’s calculations, Old Lin straightened up a bit with pride.
After all, for him, this was his first real business venture. Previous work like preparing rice for brewing was more like assisting.
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In the following two or three days, Lin Yang still helped out at the fishing ground every day.
He also discussed and explained angling techniques with the anglers, ensuring business was still very good in the days following the opening, with fishing spot occupancy rates generally above 80%.
As the fishing ground’s operations started to normalize, Lin Yang also began to have so free ti.
The fishing ground and fish farm were industries he built up for his father, and he didn’t want to be overly involved; his main task was still fishing.
After all, for him, fishing was the only way to earn money. To continuously exchange for small dicines and prepare brewing rice, he needed to keep fishing and accumulating points.
So, after a few days at ho, he began to consider where to fish next.
Since he had traveled to fish last month, he found that he gradually enjoyed the feeling of fishing in different places, unlocking various rare fish species, and seeing different scenery, all of which gave him a different sense of satisfaction.
Before this fishing trip, Lin Yang had also discussed with Wang Bo and the others, asking them for recomndations of good fishing spots.
They didn’t have ti for a fishing trip these days, as they still had work, unlike Lin Yang, whose primary job was now fishing.
After discussing his plans with his parents, the old couple was very supportive of his idea to fish elsewhere. Their son couldn’t be confined to the small Jiangdong City; a broader sky was out there waiting for him to explore.
So, once everything was ready, on that day, Lin Yang set off again.
This ti, it was still three people: him, Yue’er, and Li Xiaopeng.
Yue’er was his assistant and naturally needed to accompany him since she had to help manage so livestreaming tasks as well.
However, this ti they weren’t driving to their fishing destination—they were flying!
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