The craftsman used a large fishing net, which was thick and heavy. It would be difficult to lift if you weren't someone who worked in the fields all year round.
Yan Qiao tried to lift herself up, and almost threw herself off.
The master laughed heartily and said something to Yan Qiao in his local language.
Yan Qiao didn't reply, but watched them operate with a smile.
Zhang Song reminded you, "You don't need such a big fishing net. We've prepared small fishing nets for you. With skill, one person can throw the net out."
The prerequisite is skill.
Therefore, if you remember the key points your instructor mentioned during the operation, you will be able to master it easily.
"Does throwing out the fishing net guarantee a catch?" Yan Yaoyao asked.
Zhang Song said, "We rely on the heavens for our livelihood; whether there are fish or not depends on luck."
Therefore, choosing the right place to set up fishing nets is also very important.
But Yan Qiao and her group weren't experts; they were lucky if they could catch any fish at all, so they couldn't ask for too much.
"Alright everyone, our master has finished demonstrating. Now it's your turn."
Zhang Song looked around and saw Chen Zhou step forward.
"I'll go first."
He was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, looking very businesslike. It was quite rare to see him fishing in such clothes.
Zhang Song nodded and made way for him.
"How about we start with Young Master Shen and Yao Yao?"
Yan Yaoyao sighed and rubbed her forehead, her brows furrowing in discomfort.
"I don't think it will work. My head hurts so much, and I feel nauseous."
Zhang Song was taken aback. "In that case, why don't we let Young Master Shen do it?"
Yan Yaoyao looked at him with innocent and naive eyes, "Wouldn't this be too much trouble for Brother Chenzhou?"
Shen Zhou smiled and reassured him, "How could that be?"
Although he didn't want to touch the dirty, smelly fishing nets.
But since we've decided to stay, the task still needs to be done.
Zhang Song said, "Then let Young Master Shen set two nets."
Even though they were given a small net, it still felt a bit cumbersome when Shen Zhou grabbed it, despite his disgust.
He had never done anything like this before. He felt disgusted, but he had no choice but to do as his master told him to do. His movements looked contradictory and distorted.
When the first net was thrown out, he almost threw himself out, half of his body hanging on the side of the boat, his pert buttocks facing upwards, and a slight but clear tearing sound came from his suit pants.
Xi Luo couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Chen Zhou, are your pants alright?"
Whether it was embarrassment or because he was upside down, when Chen Zhou stood up, his face was bright red, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He was already teetering on the edge of endurance.
Zhang Song silently complained to himself, "If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have just packed my things and left. Why pretend to be a Casanova when I have no ability?"
Just by throwing out this one fishing net, Chen Zhou already felt like he was about to die.
But there's a second one.
With a sour face, he threw another fishing net directly into the water, not caring what happened, as long as it was in the water.
6. Is she angry?
[Although, what just happened was really hilarious, hahaha.]
Aren't you curious about his pants? Too bad the camera didn't get a close look.
Everyone was speechless, feeling as if they had sunk from their pedestal and fallen from grace.
He was impeccably dressed on the show a few days ago, and his clothes didn't even get dirty.
He was now in such a sorry state that he was almost as disheveled as his master standing next to him; it was an eyesore.
For a moment, these fans dared not associate the domineering CEOs they knew with this Chen Zhou.
"Alright, next up is Yan Qiao. Who wants to go first?"
Yan Qiao said, "I'll go with Xi Luo."
The two worked together, one in front and one behind.
"Siro, you grab here and wait for my command to throw the net out."
Shiloh nodded.
"Go!" Yan Qiao shouted as she exerted force with her hands. Xi Luo cooperated perfectly, and the two successfully spread out the fishing net and cast it out.
They threw out four fishing nets in a row, but Yan Qiao and Xi Luo didn't seem tired at all.
He looked incredibly relaxed, a stark contrast to Shen Zhou.
Shen Zhou's expression grew increasingly grim, as if he couldn't even compare to a woman.
Seeing his unhappy expression, Yan Yaoyao felt intimidated.
"I'm sorry, Brother Chenzhou. It's all my fault for being useless and dragging you down."
Shen Zhou smiled and comforted her, "What nonsense are you talking about? These are things that men should do. Women who don't have a man to love them need to be strong on their own. You don't need to be strong in front of me."
"Thank you, Brother Chenzhou." Yan Yaoyao was deeply moved.
Zang Mingqi: "..." He felt like he was being subtly insulted.
Yan Qiao patted Ruan Cha's shoulder and, mimicking Chen Zhou's tender expression, said, "You don't need to be strong in front of me."
Ruan Cha was deeply moved and leaned on her shoulder.
"Thank you, Sister Qiaoqiao."
The rest of the time was spent waiting.
Zhang Song said that the net could not be pulled up for another 40 minutes, so everyone could enjoy the beautiful scenery here.
Xi Luo pulled out a few packets of snacks from his pocket. These were snack gift packs he had bought earlier, but he had been too stingy to eat them and still hadn't finished them.
He first asked Chen Zhou, "Do you want to eat?"
Shen Zhou said coldly, "I never eat this kind of junk food."
They didn't even try to hide their disgust.
Xi Luo was delighted; perfect timing, he hadn't intended to give it to Chen Zhou anyway.
Xi Luo glanced around and looked at Yan Yaoyao, saying, "I suppose you probably don't want to eat it, since you're feeling dizzy and nauseous, so I won't force you."
Yan Yaoyao's face turned even paler with anger. She was dizzy, which was because she hadn't eaten anything.
Then, she watched as Xi Luo shared the snacks with Yan Qiao and the others.
Yan Qiao brought some dried abalone that she had baked earlier; they were thin strips and very chewy.
What should have been a waiting time was turned into a mukbang by these people.
Yan Qiao yawned lazily, thinking that she would feel even better if she could take a nap.
As Shen Zhou watched, he also felt hungry, but he could endure it.
The thing I've done most since I was a child is to endure, and that's nothing special.
But just because he could endure it didn't mean Yan Yaoyao could. He could already hear her stomach rumbling.
Damn it, Yan Qiao and her group must have done this on purpose!
"Yan Qiao, can you please stop targeting Yao Yao!"
Yan Qiao, who hadn't uttered a single word from beginning to end: "..."
She asked, bewildered, "What did I do?"
Chen Zhou sneered, "You deliberately ate in front of Yao Yao, isn't that bullying her?"
Yan Qiao: "...No, are you sick? The snacks belong to Xi Luo. He can give them to whomever he wants. You don't dare to make things difficult for him, so you're picking on me, the easy target? Aren't you targeting me? If Yan Yaoyao wants to eat them, please let her ask for them herself, instead of making me be generous with other people's money."
[Emmm, the sunken ship definitely has problems, assessment complete.]
He treats this place like his own home, expecting everyone to cater to him.
[So bossy and domineering, does he and Yan Yaoyao think they're here to be princes and princesses?]
[If you like being a princess so much, go home.]
Yan Qiao tugged at the corner of her lips, her patience finally running out.
If Chen Zhou doesn't know what's good for her, she might say something she shouldn't.
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