In the following days, Zhang Yang and his team completely settled down in the warm enclosure of Winter Fishing Hall.
The group playing with Old Ma hasn't shown up since suffering a big loss at Zhang Yang's hands.
Old Ma's reputation and standing have been completely shattered, but Zhang Yang isn't bothered by it at all. It's just a small gain of a few thousand bucks for a hotpot, not worth dwelling on.
Days passed by, people came and went in Winter Fishing Hall. After familiarizing the team with fishing methods and fish conditions, Zhang Yang gradually started to ease off.
The team's routine training and fish grabbing in Winter Fishing Hall gradually shifted to small-scale competitions organized by Han Mocheng with local anglers like Da Ge, with Zhang Yang slowly withdrawing from participation.
In the bitter cold, with the wind howling, Zhang Yang entered the most leisurely period of the year, enjoying tea and munching on carrots, living quite comfortably.
