After breakfast, everyone went to work. After Ning Xiaowei went to work, Sun Zhengguo, who had nothing to do today, returned to the courtyard house as usual.
At the entrance of the courtyard house, Yan Bugui was humming a tune and singing a scene from the Peking Opera "The Empty City Stratagem".
I saw Sun Zhengguo riding his bike from afar, so I stood up and prepared to say a few words to him.
"Third Uncle, why are you standing up to greet me? What kind of act are you putting on?"
As soon as they arrived at the door, Sun Zhengguo joked.
"Zhengguo, it's been so long since we went fishing together since you got married! Our relationship has almost grown distant. How about we take a trip to Shichahai today?"
"Damn it! Old Deng, what kind of relationship do I have with you? You're just using fishing as a pretext to ask for some bait."
Sun Zhengguo cursed inwardly.
However, he did not refuse. The fish in the space had already become an infestation, so he could take this opportunity to get some out and openly improve his family's meals.
"Alright! Uncle, I'll go home and ask first, you go and get ready!"
"Okay!"
After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he happily ran home. Sun Zhengguo shook his head, pushed his cart, and headed home.
When he got home, only his younger sister was home. Sun Zhengguo asked her what was going on and found out that his younger brother had made plans with Yu Li that day and the two of them had gone out to play together.
The younger sister thought fishing was too boring and didn't want to go at all, saying she would go play in the rain later.
Seeing that his sister was unwilling to go, Sun Zhengguo was happy to have some free time and went to the kitchen to prepare the bait.
After preparing the bait, Sun Zhengguo didn't plan to ride his bike there, lest Yan Laokou try to hitch a ride with him again.
He picked up a bucket, moved a small stool, shouldered his fishing rod, and headed towards the courtyard gate.
When they arrived at the entrance, Yan Bugui was already there. He didn't mind that Sun Zhengguo wasn't riding a bike, as long as he could get some bait.
After the two met up, they headed west and soon arrived at their destination—Shichahai.
This year is a famine year, with a shortage of food, let alone meat products. As a result, many people are fishing by the lake, hoping to improve their meals. But how many of them actually catch anything?
The two arrived at Shichahai, found a quiet spot, and sat down.
Sun Zhengguo had made preparations for fishing today. He only mixed a little bit of bait to make a show of it, mainly relying on space to see how Yan Bugui would try to sneak in the bait later.
After settling in, Sun Zhengguo began to bait the fish. Once the bait was in place, he started to let out the line and then pretended to watch the float.
Yan Bugui, who was not far away, also glanced at the bait Sun Zhengguo was using. He couldn't help but twitch his lips. How extravagant that must be! If he didn't catch any fish, he would be at a huge loss.
However, seeing such bait made him even happier. He would ask for more later, as he had made a great deal today.
The two sat there for half an hour without any movement on the lake. It was clear that there was no way they could improve their lives by fishing.
Seeing that the bait in his hand was almost gone, Sun Zhengguo was unwilling to wait any longer.
Come on! It's time to show the real skills.
So, he used his mental power to select a carp weighing two or three pounds from the space and hung it directly on the fishing hook underwater.
Once the fish was hooked up, he started stirring it back and forth in the water, but all of this was in vain. For Sun Zhengguo, a fish weighing two or three pounds was a piece of cake.
It only took less than two minutes to catch it, and then it was put into the bucket.
Yan Bugui, who was standing to the side, watched the entire process of catching the fish and thought to himself, "Why am I the one who caught the fish?"
My family hasn't tasted meat in half a year. Today, I tricked Sun Zhengguo into going fishing so that I could borrow his bait and see if I could catch any fish, even small ones, so that I could improve my meals when I got back.
But they didn't catch a single small fish, while the people who were tricked into fishing had a huge catch. Where can they find justice in this?
After catching the first fish, Sun Zhengguo remained calm. He used up all the bait he had left and then cast it into the lake, only to find empty hooks. It was all just for show.
After waiting another 5 minutes, Sun Zhengguo repeated the process and served another grass carp weighing several kilograms.
Even Yan Bugui was dumbfounded this time. Only a few minutes had passed, and he had caught another big fish. When did fishing become so easy?
However, he could only look on with envy, completely helpless. He had only been there for less than an hour, and he couldn't very well ask for bait now. What if Sun Zhengguo asked, "Where's your bait?" How was he supposed to answer?
Just as Yan Bugui was still thinking about how to scheme, the shady Sun Zhengguo started bringing in a constant stream of goods: crucian carp, common carp, grass carp, and even a silver carp.
The series of catches dazzled the onlookers, while Yan Bugui, standing to the side, had no interest in fishing at all, only focused on watching Sun Zhengguo's performance.
As time went by, it was past ten o'clock. Sun Zhengguo had already caught quite a bit of fish today, and he had run out of bait. He simply decided not to fish anymore, since he was only there to pretend to be fishing.
So Sun Zhengguo put away his fishing rod, moved a stool over, and came over to Yan Bugui's side.
"Uncle, I'm not going to fish anymore, I'm going home. What do you say?"
"Ah~!"
Yan Bugui exclaimed in surprise. He could hardly believe his ears. Sun Zhengguo's luck was so good right now, why was he suddenly leaving?
What will I do if you leave?
I haven't even asked you for bait yet! How am I supposed to bring this up?
However, Yan Bugui, true to his reputation as a shrewd strategist, quickly came up with a solution.
"Jung-guk, if you want to leave, could you give me the rest of the bait? You won't need it if you take it back."
When Yan Bugui finally mentioned the bait, Sun Zhengguo didn't hold back.
"Uncle, what are you thinking! You know how lucky I am today. If there's still bait left, why would I go back? Who wouldn't want to catch more fish?"
Yes! If there were still bait, he wouldn't have gone home. Yan Bugui felt deeply guilty for his miscalculation. He shouldn't have cared about saving face; he should have gone to ask for it earlier.
Now it's alright, Sun Zhengguo didn't refuse to give, he just used it all up.
"Why!"
Yan Bugui felt he had missed out on hundreds of millions of yuan.
"Then you go back first! I want to fish for a while longer. Your spot is pretty good, I'll go try it too."
Yan Bugui, believing that a thief should never leave empty-handed, planned to take over Sun Zhengguo's position.
But whether that spot is good or not, only Sun Zhengguo knows. Whoever wants it can have it; I'll admit defeat if I can catch any fish.
When Sun Zhengguo was carrying a bucket of water and preparing to go home, he was stopped by a group of people again.
"Young man, you've caught so many fish that you can't possibly eat them all. Can we have something different?"
"That's what the leading old man said."
"Sir, I'm so sorry, we have too many relatives at home, and these fish might not even be enough to go around. Let's talk about it next time!"
Sun Zhengguo is not short of money. Why would he engage in speculation and profiteering in public? It's completely unnecessary, so he simply refused.
The old man who was leading the group saw this and didn't press the matter further. He knew the other party didn't want to sell, and the group understood this perfectly well. They simply went back to fishing.
Seeing that everyone had left, Sun Zhengguo picked up the bucket again and walked towards the courtyard.
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