Xiu Kaijie had no interest in getting close to this quiet, wooden girl. When he heard the director say that they were starting, he immediately squatted down and picked out the rice grains one by one. Si Jingxuan simply said, "We'll be in groups of three, picking out the rice grains."

“Yes, I know. The three of us will pick together.” Liang Xiyu squatted between the two boys. Every time she picked up a grain of rice, she would put it in the palm of her other hand. Only when her palm was full would she place it in the designated spot behind her.

Chu Chu and Lin Muze chose corn. The corn was already dried, and the kernels were distinct. It felt a little prickly in their hands. Lin Muze told Chu Chu, the little one, to gently scrape off the peanuts covering the corn, and then grab a handful. Sometimes she would grab a few kernels. She would gently separate the corn kernels, and the kernels would sink into her palm. She would then put them in Xiu Kaijie's and the others' spot, just to do them a small favor. Anyway, the production team didn't say they couldn't do it.

Sisi and Qi Huanhuan picked up a peanut and threw it behind them, then picked up another and threw it behind them. The peanuts behind them were scattered and didn't go beyond anyone else's reach.

Half an hour had passed, and the children had only selected a third of the fish, while the adults hadn't caught much either.

Si Yiming's bucket had several large fish jumping around, and Lin Ranran's bucket also had a palm-sized grass carp jumping around. Lan Qingyue, Yu Qingqing, Guan Zhizhi, and Chen Xueyun's buckets were empty.

With a "plop," Si Yiming pulled hard on the fishing rod, and another lively fish went into the bucket. His own bucket was filled with calm water without even a ripple, which made Lan Qingyue feel a little depressed.

With another "plop," Guan Zhizhi caught another one, and it wasn't small either. Lan Qingyue estimated it weighed about a pound, just enough for a braised dish.

The sun, high in the sky, gradually tilted, and the sunlight was no longer so scorching. Wearing the sun hat that Chu Chu had personally chosen for her, Lan Qingyue still felt a little stuffy, mainly because she felt suffocated. As Guan Zhizhi caught a fish, Yu Qingqing and Chen Xueyun also caught one. Although it was small, it was still a fish. Coated in egg wash and breadcrumbs, it was deep-fried until golden and crispy. One bite, and it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was really delicious!

Sigh...

Thinking back to the fish and meat we had for lunch, my mouth started watering.

Lan Qingyue stared expressionlessly at the still water. Fish, fish, hurry up and take the bait! What am I going to eat tonight if you don't take the bait?

Based on the show's usual practices, Lan Qingyue guessed that the fish they caught would be handed over, and then the director would mercifully reward them with a few. Even if he didn't reward them, the winners would still receive a gift.

Si Yiming caught another big fish. Lan Qingyue was envious as she listened to the "plop, plop" sounds coming from his bucket. Judging by the sounds, she guessed that there must be no less than five fish in Si Yiming's bucket.

"Mr. Si, do you have some kind of technique? Why is it that even though we're sitting in the same spot, the fish only bite your hook?"

Lan Qingyue couldn't help but ask, "Among the six guests, I'm the only one left without anyone. I feel a little embarrassed."

“There’s no real technique,” ​​Simin said, scratching his head and speaking in a low voice. “You just put the fishing rod down and wait without moving. When you feel the slightest movement on the rod, don’t hesitate, immediately cast the rod up, and the fish will take the bait.”

Lan Qingyue: "..."

That sounds... a bit too easy.