Duan Ziming took a cigarette and lit it, frowning as he said, "Not very familiar, I've seen the older one a few times, but it's the first time I've seen the young guy who's very nimble!"
"Do you think it might be the location?"
"It's possible. I heard that in the last match, the two of them were also at the north bank middle section and had a good catch!"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Hou Xiaojun, who was one fishing spot away, spoke up, "The older one is Old Zhao, Zhao Bingguang! The young one is Zhang Yang, the owner of Famous Yang Fishing Gear in town! Today's 800 pounds of fish were organized by them for fishing! Normally, it's 500 pounds!"
"Old Hou, do you know them?" Duan Ziming curiously asked after hearing Hou Xiaojun's introduction.
"Kind of. I'm more familiar with Old Zhao. I've only seen Zhang Yang a few times during spring wild fishing in the Wen River but never interacted with him!
