Since it was a restocking of the fishing spot, Zhang Yang didn't plan to just casually throw something in. He mixed two pounds of rice for making wine with soil, added half a pack of aged corn, and didn't use any commercial bait this time, forming it into a ball again and tossing it in.

With the fishing spot restocked, the fish biting stopped immediately. Zhang Yang got up from his fishing position and stretched lazily, also wading through the water to temporarily get onto the shore.

After a while, Meng Fan drove back, carrying two big bags of cooked food and pulling a folding table and stool from the trunk, setting up the bought lunch on the table in no time.

"There's not much to eat in the village, so I just bought something from a deli.

When I got there, it had just come out of the pot, it smelled pretty good, so let's just make do with it!"

Meng Fan said, quickly arranging the cooked food.

Fried chicken skewers, chicken in mustard sauce, along with a plate of peanuts in aged vinegar and a plate of stir-fried greens.

Three people, four dishes, plus several individually sealed spicy pickled chicken feet, and a few bottles of beer. On this sunny day, it had a flavor of its own, reminiscent of childhood camping trips.

The three of them squatted on the small stools, eating and drinking, and finished the meal in less than half an hour.

After lunch, the south wind blew across the river, a gentle breeze sweeping over, causing ripples on the water's surface.

From Zhang Yang's personal fishing perspective, he didn't like windy weather when fishing in the wild, especially when the ripples and waves were too big, as it could affect watching the bobber.

However, looking at it rationally, the wind is actually a good thing for catching fish.

The schools of small white fish were drawn out, and with the warm wind in the afternoon, perhaps more other fish would enter the spot.

Downstream, at Wangjiazhuangzi, they could catch big bream, so it didn't make sense for there not to be any here upstream in Nansu Village.

In fact, Zhang Yang was right.

The subsequent fishing was pretty much as Zhang Yang had expected.

Just past twelve, Zhang Yang returned to his fishing spot, and on the second cast, there was an unexpected surprise.

Using a 1.0 main line paired with a 0.6# sub-line and a No. 5 sleeve hook, such a setup had a very smooth bite action. Maybe it was because he had drunk a few cans of beer, but when Zhang Yang lifted the rod to hook the fish, he wasn't careful and actually broke the hook off!

"Damn it!" Zhang Yang muttered, bewildered, as he lifted the rod and glanced at the sub-line.

The sub-line was cut off at the hook shank of the lower hook.

The moment the fish was hooked, it exerted force very suddenly, leaving Zhang Yang no time to react.

"You broke the hook? Is it big? It's not easy for you to break a hook!" Meng Fan laughed gleefully.

Zhang Yang scratched his head: "There's fish coming into the spot. Judging by the bite action, it first lifts half an eye then forcefully dips, most likely a bream! I wasn't careful when I lifted the rod."

"No worries, we still have the whole afternoon! Using the commercial bait, right? I'll also change my bait and give it a try!"

With these words, Meng Fan changed his bait and casually cast his line.

As soon as the bobber was in place, it slightly lifted a small half-eye, and with a plop, a full eye dipped suddenly, startling Meng Fan!

He lifted the rod to hook the fish, and the tip of the rod was instantly bent into a large arc!

"It's on! Judging by the feel, it should be a carp, feels like it's got some weight!"

Meng Fan steadily controlled the fish, and after seven or eight rounds of back-and-forth, he brought the underwater fish to the surface.

Seeing the fish come out of the water, Zhang Yang and Meng Fan both gasped in amazement.

"Whoa! A big bream!"

With ordinary half-pound breams, Zhang Yang wouldn't be so surprised. He had caught individual one-and-a-half-pounders at Reservoir Sheungshan before, and he wasn't this excited.

This bream that Meng Fan caught was just too big.

Its broad body, rounded head, and silver scales were paired with a big belly.

It was estimated to be nearly two pounds, no wonder it was such a struggle before surfacing.

"Get the net! Xiao Yi, find a net! This big bream is the size of a shoe sole, I don't dare lift it!"

Meng Fan immediately broke character, and from his tone, you could hear the nervousness setting in.

"Steady now, it's fine, the fish is exhausted, why get excited!"

Zhang Yang reminded, and in less than thirty seconds, Xiao Yi handed over the net, and Zhang Yang easily netted the fish.

"I swear, this is the first time I've caught such a big bream! It's so beautiful!"

Meng Fan held the big bream like a treasure, unable to take his eyes off it.

Zhang Yang chuckled: "The bigger the bream, the slower it swims. For such a big bream to grab the food, either the fish school hasn't entered the spot yet or there are even bigger ones around! Don't shout too loudly, let's keep fishing and see!"

Just as they finished speaking, Zhang Yang's bobber gave a clear up-and-down movement. This time, Zhang Yang was much steadier, giving a light flick of his wrist to successfully hook the fish, raising the rod upright.

This fish was also no small size. Even in the cool spring waters, it had quite the strength, making the 0.6# sub-line buzz and whir, and after several rounds, it still didn't surface.

Zhang Yang, prepared this time, certainly wouldn't give it a chance to escape. He patiently played with it for a while and brought it to the surface.

Another big bream!

It was a bit smaller than the one Meng Fan caught, but conservatively, it was also around a pound and a half, with a wide body and plump physique, looking very appealing.

"With such big breams, we don't need many. Catching ten or so in a day is enough for us!" Meng Fan exclaimed emotionally.

Zhang Yang smirked: "Your ambitions are low! Just like that? Ten or so fish? Hardly worth a reservoir releasing water! Let's aim to catch a hundred pounds each today, and if the spot isn't enough, we'll restock it anytime!"

"A hundred pounds..."

"So what? With breams over a pound each, that's just seventy or eighty fish really. With quicker bites, it's only two or three hours of work, right?" Zhang Yang said arrogantly.

"Um, I suppose so! Just don't know if there are that many fish!" Meng Fan was still a bit unsure, feeling that setting such a goal for wild fishing was a little too ambitious.

"We've laid down so many spots aiming for a full catch. If you want to catch more fish, don't be lazy. Keep up the frequency! Just go for it!" Zhang Yang continued.

"Damn! Listening to you, I'm all fired up!" Meng Fan gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Zhang Yang's words sounded wild, but this time, he wasn't just boasting.

After catching one fish, Zhang Yang squinted and observed around the spot for a while, already starting to see scattered fish stars starting to show up,

which could only mean there were definitely more fish around the spot.

The two of them agreed on a strategy and quickly entered a state of continuous battle.

With an average frequency of casting every half minute, not stopping at all, initially having quite a few empty hooks, after half an hour, the fish bites started increasing significantly.

And so, Meng Fan experienced the most exhilarating wild fishing session of his life!

With pure wild reservoir breams averaging over a pound, every two to three casts could land one.

The rods they used had the same action, the rate of catching fish was similar, one after another, it quickly turned into a frenzy, connecting the catches.

It went on like this for half the afternoon, from a bit past one to three thirty, the fish bites didn't stop.

Even though Zhang Yang had just bragged about catching a hundred pounds each, he was starting to feel a little unsettled now.

After three hours of continuous fish catching, even if they didn't have a hundred pounds in the fish basket, they had at least seventy or eighty,

and more importantly, even though the fish bites had slowed, there was still activity.

"Stop! We can't keep fishing, the bites have slowed too much, if we keep fishing, the spot will be exhausted! Xiao Meng, take a break!"

Zhang Yang put down his rod and signaled to Meng Fan.

"Huh? What do we do then? Restock the spot again? This is so damn exciting! Yang, your talk about catching a hundred pounds each, I think we might actually do it this afternoon!"

Meng Fan said excitedly.

Zhang Yang opened the tackle box, took out the last pack of rice for making wine, poured it into a basin, then added some basic plain bait, roughly mixed it up, added some water, adjusting it into a half-dry half-moist scattered feed.

"There are still fish in the spot, so we can't throw in bombs! Use the scattered feed on the lower hook. Spread it every few casts and fish steadily, see how long the bites continue!"

"Alright, I'll do as you say! Wild fishing for bream on the Wen River using scattered feed like in a commercial fishing pond - who would believe it! Hahaha!"

Meng Fan had truly enjoyed his day of fishing, his tone carrying the satisfaction of a successful outing.

The two of them divided the scattered feed and continued their focused fishing.

Little did they know, the current fishing situation was merely a prelude, with even more intense fishing yet to come!