Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 640 - 372: Steel-Clad Foot Winter Fishing Shelter

Speaking of winter fishing sheds, it's actually not a recent fishing style that emerged in the past two years. As early as 2012 and 2013, these winter fishing sheds already existed.

Back then, they weren't purely commercial profit venues, but rather like a self-made spot concocted by a group of competitive fishing enthusiasts within their niche circle.

W City, being a typical northern city, has distinct seasons. By late autumn and into winter, outdoor open water bodies can't be fished anymore. At this time, where do fishing enthusiasts with no other hobbies go to play? Thus, the winter fishing shed came into existence under such circumstances.

A bunch of fishing enthusiasts with great passion and no life pressures made the winter fishing shed their base, clocking in like work daily to practice and compete in fishing. In the cold winter, it's indeed a decent choice.

Compared to the black pits that developed later and the winter fishing halls, the winter fishing shed that Zhang Yang and his team went to today still had very basic fish conditions.

The water temperature was low, and there weren't many heating measures. The freshwater fish available for fishing was just small crucian carp.

From the moment the temperature drops and everyone enters the shed, hundreds to thousands of pounds of white or silver crucian are released. A group of people starts competing on fresh fish, fishing until they turn into old slippery ones. When it's no longer fun, they replenish one batch or switch another.

Throughout the winter, they might change one or two batches of fish, and several months pass this way.

The operation time of the winter fishing shed lasts from the beginning of winter until before the New Year in December. Over-the-top as it may seem, even on New Year's Day, they may remain open. Enthusiastic fishing friends still gather readily for fun.

Before coming, Zhang Yang had already inquired in the group. Before the TV station issued a cold warning, the owner of Juxin Warm Shed had prepared the indoor shed and released new fish. The day they went was supposed to be the third day of welcoming anglers.

"Boss! Is there much difference between fishing in a warm shed and practicing outdoors? I've never fished in a shed before!" Xiaobao, sitting in the passenger seat, asked somewhat uncertainly as the car drove along.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips: "There's some difference, but not much! In the shed, the fish are more demanding on bait condition, rig adjustments, and bobber performance! Once you compete a few rounds in practice, you'll gradually adapt!

Fishing in the shed has a lower margin for error compared to outdoor open fish conditions, requiring higher basic skills and techniques!"

"Wow, Brother Yang, you're purposely trying to scare us, huh! They're just tiny half-ounce crucian carp, where could they be hard to fish! We've always fished before!" Liu Zi said playfully after hearing Zhang Yang's serious introduction.

Han Mocheng laughed from the back seat: "You'll know when you try! In winter, those who haven't stopped for fishing are old-timers!

Fishing in the shed does improve skills a lot. Not to mention, with lower water temperatures and using small rigs, people without solid basics might not even understand bobber tuning!"

After hearing Han Mocheng's words, Liu Zi exchanged a knowing glance with Meng Fan beside him.

"Hehe! Last winter, Brother Fan and I played in the shed all winter! I understand what you're saying, Brother Han!"

Meng Fan nodded: "Indeed played all winter, but Liu Zi, don't get too cocky. Remember being the 'Mistake Fairy' when you first went last year?

You fished for more than a week and never figured out the bottom! While others were getting bites, your bobber never responded. Occasionally catching fish was just bobber surging due to blaming it on a faulty bobber.

The captain didn't believe it and personally calibrated your bobber, finding it over 30 centimeters off the bottom!"

"Oh, Brother Fan, I was just showing off to Xiaobao. Why reveal my old secrets!" Liu Zi rubbed his face in annoyance, having his bluff called out by Meng Fan, feeling a bit frustrated.

"Hahahahaha!"

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With laughter and chatter, everyone arrived at Juxin Winter Fishing Shed's entrance, where the parking lot already had over a dozen cars, suggesting a lively scene.

Zhang Yang parked the car and wasn't in a rush to unload the gear. Instead, he pulled up the zipper around his neck to wrap his coat tightly and adeptly found the cotton curtain of the shed, ambling his way in.

Honestly, compared to the cold, outdoor wild north wind, the temperature inside the shed was considerably higher.

Upon entering, Zhang Yang glanced around, spotting four or five anglers gathered near the middle of the south shore of the pond, busy preparing bait for competition fishing.

"Hey! A rare guest! Zhang Yang!!!"

From afar, a robustly charismatic middle-aged handsome man greeted Zhang Yang in a hearty voice.

Seeing a familiar face, Zhang Yang leisurely ambled over, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Brother Da, when did you arrive?" Zhang Yang greeted cheerfully, pulling cigarettes from his pocket to share with a few familiar-looking anglers nearby.

"Not long! You're playing less black pit lately, always so elusive! Brought gear? Compete a few rounds if nothing else is up?" Brother Da politely asked, who Zhang Yang mentioned having previously fished with old Zhao and others. Later, Zhang Yang partnered with Zhao Bingguang to open a fishing tackle company, reducing their time together but continuously staying in contact, remaining close and familiar angler acquaintances.

"Haha! With the temperature dropping, outdoor practice pools are no longer playable! After mulling over with a few guys, we figured Juxin would be the place! Have you come recently? How's the bite?" Zhang Yang chuckled, asking.