Inside Lin Hong's room, a person was sitting in a large, steaming wooden tub. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Sun Zhengguo.
As the liquid cleared and its effects wore off, Sun Zhengguo stopped his cultivation practice.
After getting out of the wooden tub, wiping his body, and putting on clothes, Sun Zhengguo checked the changes in his body again.
"Not bad, not bad, aged herbs are really effective. I estimate that two more treatments will be enough."
Sun Zhengguo muttered to himself.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Brother, are you in there? Open the door!"
The sudden knocking interrupted Sun Zhengguo's thoughts. Upon closer listening, he realized it was his younger sister knocking.
"Zheng Hong! Is there something you need?"
Sun Zhengguo opened the door and immediately asked.
"Brother, Zheng Nan and the others said they're going to go fishing. Since you didn't go up the mountain today, are you going or not?"
After listening to his sister's story, Sun Zhengguo, who happened to have nothing to do, also wanted to go out and have some fun, so he said to his sister.
"Okay, let's go together then! It'll be good to have some fun."
After Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, he and his sister went to their grandfather's house.
When the two arrived at their grandfather's house, a group of people had already arrived, including two children from their second uncle's family, three children from their maternal uncle's family, and their own three siblings.
Upon seeing Sun Zhengguo, the group greeted him and then, carrying the prepared tools such as nets, push nets, and wooden buckets, headed in a large group towards the small river beside the village.
After arriving at the riverbank, the group divided the work: Sun Zhengdong and Lin Jijun, who were the best swimmers, went into the water to set the nets, while the others pulled the nets up from above. Two girls checked for any gaps and plugged them with dip nets, "guarding the nets and waiting for the fish."
"Thump, thump."
With two sounds, the two men who had entered the water began to skillfully cast their nets.
Seeing this scene, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but feel emotional.
Children born in the 1950s and 60s are full of survival skills; they can catch birds and fish, farm, and cookâthey can do it all.
If this were in the 21st century, you wouldn't even imagine what those kids would be capable of. If playing on their phones and playing video games counts, I bet they would be able to play them all.
Thinking of all this, Sun Zhengguo also became interested. Who isn't a child at heart? He handed the task of pulling the net over to his younger brother, stripped down to only his underwear, and with a "plop," went swimming in the river.
After swimming two laps, Sun Zhengguo felt refreshed and was thinking of swimming a few more laps when he suddenly heard his sister's cheers.
It turned out that the first net had already been caught, and the group was quite happy, probably because they had a good catch.
So Sun Zhengguo swam over and took a look. He saw several palm-sized crucian carp swimming back and forth in the wooden tub, while his younger sister and cousin chatted happily beside them.
Watching the fish swimming back and forth, Sun Zhengguo seemed to be deep in thought. He thought about the pond in his space, and wondered if he could raise fish there too. Since he could hunt, he should be able to catch fish as well, right?
Thinking of this, Sun Zhengguo became excited and immediately put his plan into action.
I activated my mental energy and extended it into the river. I found that it was possible, and the vision was clear, with no turbidity at all. I estimated that it was even better than the fish in the water.
Sun Zhengguo also tested the limit, and it was just over 15 meters, just like on the shore. Yes, after a period of use, Sun Zhengguo's mental strength has broken through 15 meters.
What embarrassed Sun Zhengguo the most was that he also saw his two brothers' "little birds".
It seems I can't use my mental power on people so easily in the future. If it's a beautiful woman, that's fine, but if it's a man, I can't even imagine what it would be like. He, Sun Zhengguo, isn't a pervert.
After the experiment, Sun Zhengguo started looking for fish. Perhaps because he had been fishing too frequently, there weren't many fish in the river, and there were very few large ones.
Sun Zhengguo casually collected a few fish and put them into his space, then released them into the pond. After seeing the fish jumping around in the pond, Sun Zhengguo stopped paying attention to them.
Sun Zhengguo wasn't worried about replenishing the pond. He figured, with this capability, would there be a shortage of fish in the future? They could catch them anywhere.
As for the remaining large trucks, Sun Zhengguo had no intention of letting them go; it would be a good opportunity for his brothers to have some fun.
"Huh, what's this?"
Sun Zhengguo, who was preparing to track the large cargo, suddenly discovered something in the silt at the bottom of the river. He used his mental power to investigate and found that it was a silver ingot. He then used his mental power to send the silver ingot into his space.
This discovery thrilled Sun Zhengguo. He knew that countless treasures were hidden underground and underwater in Beijing, and it would be difficult for him not to make a fortune from this discovery.
After collecting the silver ingots, Sun Zhengguo searched the water again, but only found some copper coins. Following the principle that even a small mosquito is still a piece of meat, he collected them all.
Next, it was time to deal with those big shipments. I used my mental energy to probe and lock onto them, intending to use it to throw them up, but I failed.
Sun Zhengguo wondered if it was too heavy. If it were lighter, would he be able to lift it? It seemed that this function needed to be developed.
Finally, Sun Zhengguo came up with a clumsy solution: first, he put the big fish into his spatial storage, then took it out of the storage, and then threw it out.
When Sun Zhengguo tossed a 3-pound carp in front of his sister, she clapped her hands excitedly and exclaimed, "Brother, you're amazing! Give me another one!"
Sun Zhengguo did not disappoint his sister, and caught two more big fish and threw them ashore, which made all the brothers lose their interest in catching fish and run over to look at the fish.
After catching another fish, Sun Zhengguo stopped, firstly because he had enough for dinner, and secondly because there weren't many fish left in the river.
Sun Zhengguo understood the principle of not overfishing and knowing when to stop.
Thinking of this, Sun Zhengguo called his two brothers ashore, saying that there would be enough food for tonight.
The three of them went ashore and stood there until they were dry before putting on their clothes, taking their belongings, and walking towards the village.
When Grandma saw the fish back at Grandpa's house, she couldn't believe it. How could a few children have caught so many? When did fish become so easy to catch?
Seeing that his grandmother didn't believe him, Sun Zhenghong even gave a personal account, and his brothers nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Regardless of the doubts of his family, his younger siblings believed him. They had seen it with their own eyes; how could it be false?
In the evening, several adults returned from working in the fields and were incredulous to see so many fish. But since there were fish to eat, no one cared how they caught them, and they didn't even ask.
The two families gathered together again that evening. With many hands making light work, they devoured all the fish they had caught that day, eating until their bellies were round and full before they finally stopped.
After dinner, Sun Zhengguo went out to digest his food and played cards with a few of his brothers for a while before going to rest.
Lying in bed, Sun Zhengguo kept thinking about one question: Could his mental strength lift something up?
If possible, could one kill with a sword, or even fly on a sword, just like in novels?
Thinking about this, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but laugh to himself.
What was supposed to be a historical novel is now turning into a cultivation novel?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com