The car drove towards the outskirts of Shanghai and soon came to a small river. There were many fishermen casting their lines along the riverbank.
Seeing this, Chu Fang hurriedly went to the fishing spot to prepare the fishing rod and bait.
"Xiao Chu is here."
"How many nests are you planning to set up today?"
"Don't bother baiting the river anymore. You've already fed all the fish in it, and we can't catch anything."
“... ..."
Chu Fang had been fishing here for a while now, and he knew a few of the fishermen. They joked and teased him.
He rolled his eyes: "You're just jealous!"
"Oh yeah, yeah, we're so jealous of you, 'Air Force'!"
Chu Fang: "..."
Why are people so sarcastic these days? Were they all eunuchs in their past lives?
Chu Fang cast his fishing rod and waited for a fish to bite, but unfortunately, the float showed no sign of sinking. He gritted his teeth in anger: "They're all a bunch of ingrates."
And those ingrates are like the fish in the river.
He spent a lot of money baiting the fishing spot, but his catch was meager, while the other anglers around him all had good catches. He was furious at the contrast.
"Xiao Chu, maybe you're not suited for fishing. You're only suited for baiting."
"It's okay. Catching fish is nothing special. I've caught a dozen or twenty, and I don't feel like it's a big deal."
“... ..."
Chu Fang gave a soft hum and remained silent.
Just then, the float moved slightly. He tensed up, staring intently at the float as it sank into the water. He grabbed the fishing rod and instantly felt a surge of weight coming from the fishing line.
A surge of joy filled him: "A gigantic thing!"
The surrounding anglers didn't think much of it, but as the water rippled and fish surfaced, they immediately saw it and were astonished to find it was indeed a 'giant'.
After a struggle, Chu Fang grabbed the fishing net and scooped in the fish, which was a grass carp weighing at least twenty pounds.
Chu Fang's earlier grievances vanished. Holding the grass carp, he grinned and said, "Sorry, elders, this junior has had a small harvest today."
It was already evening when Chu Fang caught the fish. He put it in the cage, packed up his fishing gear, and left, saying unhurriedly, "My elders, I'm leaving now. The rest of the fish are for you; they are my treasure for you. Go and pursue that treasure bravely!"
The older generation exchanged surprised glances.
This is a small river, where large fish are rare, let alone such a 'giant'.
Surprisingly, the kid actually caught it.
Could it be that fishing and baiting are somehow connected in some mysterious way?
Several older people then sprinkled fish bait into the stream, and a layer of corn floated on the surface.
... ...
Back in the Tanhua residential area, Chu Fang parked his car outside the complex and then carried the fish around the area several times, telling everyone he met: "Bad luck, I only caught a 'small fish,' I'm so ashamed."
Before long, the whole neighborhood knew that he had caught a big fish, and his fame spread far and wide.
The security guard watched his retreating figure with disdain: "What a disgrace!"
Back home, Zhong Tingyue was feeding the family's two pets when she said softly, "Didn't you say you'd be back later?"
Chu Fang kissed that exquisite and uniquely charming face: "Hehe..."
Zhong Tingyue looked over and saw the conspicuous fish, finally understanding why it was so early today.
Turns out they caught a big fish...
That's absolutely outrageous.
Then Chu Fang divided his fishing experience into three chapters and six sections, almost turning it into a story called "Chu Fang's Battle Against the Fish Demon".
After showing off, Chu Fang went to the kitchen, stunned the grass carp, then gutted it and prepared today's dinner.
"What do you want to do?" Zhong Tingyue asked, pulling at her sleeve to reveal her fair and beautiful arm as she helped out.
"Pickled cabbage fish".
Pickled fish originated in Chongqing and is made by cooking grass carp with pickled vegetables and other ingredients.
Kimchi is made from pickled cabbage, and it's best if the cabbage has been pickled in a kimchi jar for several years to make it truly flavorful.
The best pickled fish that Chu Fang had ever eaten was made by his maternal grandmother. According to Chu Fang's mother, the pickled vegetables had been pickled for longer than Chu Fang himself, but even so, it was really delicious.
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue worked together and quickly prepared the pickled fish. The latter took a bite and nodded, saying, "It's sour and spicy, the broth is thick and white, and it's delicious with a sour, fragrant, and spicy flavor!"
"That's right, this is the culmination of my hard work."
Perhaps because he had worked so hard to catch it, Chu Fang found the fish exceptionally delicious, even better than the pickled fish made by his grandmother. He ate until he was completely full.
When his sister-in-law returned home at night, Chu Fang specially made her a bowl of noodles with fish soup.
Late at night, Zhong Tingyue watched her fiancé fall asleep, still smacking his lips like a child, his face gentle and content.
She could tell that Chu Fang was very happy today.
She kissed her fiancé's forehead and whispered, "May you always be this happy. Goodnight."
... ...
The next day.
When Zhong Tingyue woke up, she turned over and suddenly opened her eyes. The pillow next to her was empty, but there was a note on the pillow that read: Breakfast is in the pot. I'm going fishing. Love you. *pat pat*
Zhong Tingyue sighed, as if she had lost something.
In the past, Chu Fang would stick to her and never want to be apart from her for a moment, but now he goes fishing early in the morning. She feels very empty and sometimes doesn't even want Chu Fang to go fishing.
But the thought was rejected by the brain in less than a second.
Her fiancé had very few interests to begin with; he didn't go to nightclubs or dine with women. He lived a life of asceticism, almost like a monk. Why would she stop him from finding a fun form of entertainment?
As long as Chu Fang is happy, let him be.
... ...
The streetlights were still on when Chu Fang woke up, made breakfast, left the branches behind, and left home.
Before going fishing, he went to the fishing tackle shop.
The fishing rod I used to catch that giant grass carp yesterday was damaged and is no longer usable.
"Sir, how may I help you?" Chu Fang chose a well-known brand fishing tackle store, and the salesperson stepped forward and bowed to ask.
Chu Fang bought the most expensive fishing rod in the store, along with a whole set of fishing gear. For such a small item, he spent a five-figure sum.
It must be said that fishing is also an expensive form of entertainment.
After buying the fishing gear, Chu Fang put it in the trunk and then drove to the spot where he had fished the day before.
"Oh, Xiao Chu is here."
"You rode a 'giant' yesterday, are you up to the task today?"
Chu Fang's heroic spirit soared to the heavens: "A man cannot say no."
Having caught a 'giant' yesterday, he's now ambitious, ready to catch all the fish in the river in one fell swoop.
He loves fishing in these small rivers. The ocean is too vast, but the small river brings a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
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