When it comes to connections in the fishing community around the W City District, Lang Junfeng is certainly among the more well-connected individuals. After all, he's been running his shop for years, accumulating quite a few fishing buddies over time.

Plus, he has plenty of friends, fellow apprentices, and acquaintances. Although they might not be capable of handling major tasks, gathering some intel under normal circumstances isn't too hard.

However, even with great plans, the execution this time around left Lang Junfeng hitting a wall. He called around, but not a single person had any information.

With no other options, Lang Junfeng reluctantly called Zhao Bingguang, but Old Zhao didn't give him any face either, bluntly saying, "I have no idea!"

That night, Old Lang's mind was filled with images of large, white crucian carp packed in a storage box, with not even the slightest hint of movement. It was beyond frustrating.

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While Old Lang was scratching his head in frustration, on the other side, Zhang Yang's team was living quite comfortably at the moment.

The six of them caught over 800 pounds of large crucian carp. The entire batch was bought at a high price of 15 per pound by a fish market owner. After calculating fish sales and removing excess costs, they earned over 10,000 yuan. Each of the guys split it evenly, pocketing nearly 2,000 yuan in cash each.

Once Zhang Yang returned to the shop, the fish sales money was quickly divided among them while having tea. Even after the money was split, none of the six wanted to leave early.

Zhang Yang smiled as he glanced at the group and teased, "Money's all divided; are you all waiting to clock out?"

"Boss, listen to you, aren't we just eager to taste some Yellow River carp tonight?" Wang Yan scratched his head, his skin thicker than anyone's, speaking freely among close pals.

"Let's not talk about eating fish right now. I was thinking about today's catch situation on the way back. What do you guys think? Should we go night fishing again tonight? Is it worth trying?" Zhang Yang shifted the conversation to business.

"Night fishing in this cold? By midnight, the surface might even freeze over!" Zhou Chu sipped his tea and chimed in.

"Whether it freezes or not isn't important; what's important is if there are bites!

Think about it; when did we start getting continuous bites!

There were two factors: one was when the temperature rose near noon, and the other was when the water pump stopped, and soon the fish started biting more!

In the evening, won't they run the pump for another two hours?" Zhang Yang analyzed leisurely.

"Damn! The way you analyze it, it sounds like it's worth a shot!" Han Qiang realized with a start.

"Why don't we have an early dinner, fill up, and then try night fishing? It's an easy and short trip anyway!" Meng Fan was full of enthusiasm.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "Going like this won't guarantee bites. I think we're missing some specialized equipment!"

"We're professional fishers! With your fishing shop, what equipment don't we have?" Wang Yan said proudly while holding a cigarette.

Zhang Yang chuckled, "There are indeed some pieces of equipment we haven't gotten!"

"What?" Liu Zi inquired curiously.

"High-powered night fishing lights! If we can borrow a few large lights, fishing during the dense fish time after the water is pumped in the evening should be effective!"

When Zhang Yang mentioned night fishing lights, the previously exuberant Wang Yan quieted down.

The rods and equipment were indeed abundant, even having spares, but they truly didn't have high-powered night fishing lights.

The night fishing light here wasn't the typical few-watt blue or purple light but something akin to the laser cannons that would appear in the black pit fishing circles a few years later.

Though similar products were on the market, their design and functionality were relatively primitive, still assembled with external batteries, fleetingly popular in the autumn black carp fields last year, but were suppressed by black pit owners because they impacted average anglers' attendance and didn't catch on locally.

These gadgets had quite a lot of power, with warm light sources showing evident fish-gathering advantages during black pit fishing for Jiangsu crucian carp. Using them at the spring water station gate would definitely add serious firepower!

"Thinking it over a bit, this thing seems suitable! I remember Lang Junfeng has one. A set costs over two thousand! Should we ask someone to borrow it?" Zhou Chu suggested with a frown.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "Forget it. I'll call Old Zhao and ask him. He has many friends and should be able to find a way! If there's a way, let's each get one!"

Saying this, Zhang Yang took out his phone and dialed Old Zhao.

After a brief inquiry, Old Zhao soon sent Zhang Yang a WeChat contact.

Upon opening the contact, Zhang Yang was taken aback; it was someone from the auto parts market!

As per Old Zhao's words, this so-called laser cannon light was assembled with lamp cores, batteries, and a simple circuit board. With money, it could be put together in no time!

Having found the right channel, Zhang Yang eagerly sent a message to the other party. After some back-and-forth, the other party was straightforward, offering a complete set with battery, lamp head, and stand for 1,600 yuan, assuring it was better than the average market products!

Having pocketed nearly 2,000 yuan each from the day's catch, everyone except Liu Zi wasn't particularly worried about spending money on new equipment. After consulting everyone briefly, Zhang Yang promptly ordered six sets from the other party, set to assemble them as quickly as possible and drive over to pick them up!

A set for 1,600 yuan, six sets totaling nearly 10,000 yuan. After a brief exchange, Zhang Yang directly sent the other party a 3,000 yuan deposit, with the remaining balance to be settled after checking the goods.

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