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Two hours later, the Carp Master was grumbling, having not seen his float move since he started fishing at this spot designated by Old Man Kong. After much hesitation, he managed to catch a dozen Plastic Particles, but they had little effect; the influence of the Newbie Aura was just too strong!
Tomorrow, his friend Xiao Sun would be spending the weekend, and he planned to persuade her to join him for fishing. He would give her a small rod and let her fish beside him, hoping to benefit from the Newbie Aura's boost.
As dusk fell by Yueyang Tower, several old men were enjoying drinks in a private room, being well taken care of by Shi Tian and his senior brothers. It was a lively atmosphere.
Remember to call Xiao Tian and ask him to send over Wo Liao; my Carp Bait has run out. Do you have any left? After finishing a drink, Old Liu quickly reminded everyone.
He had noted the Wo Liao situation in his phone's memo, set to remind him every hour. When his phone buzzed, he would immediately think of Wo Liao without needing to check.
I’m considering whether to have Xiao Tian send it over or if I should go back to Sanya to pick it up! What do you all think? Old Liu brought up Wo Liao, prompting Old Kong to recall the matter.
He still had some Wo Liao left and could manage for another three days, but it was time to restock; he couldn’t wait until he was starving before thinking of farming!
Of course, it should be sent over; going back is too far! It would take at least three days of hassle! Hearing about going back to Sanya, Old Liu quickly opposed.
You all have Wo Liao; he doesn’t have any stock left. This group going back to Sanya wouldn’t just run straight there; they would surely stop along the way. He couldn’t possibly keep showing his face every day! Would he let these three old men silence him?
When Old Kong suggested going back to Sanya, Old Wen paused for a moment and exchanged glances with Old Kong before speaking up: Going back to Sanya isn’t a bad idea; I kind of miss Xiao Tian’s cooking. It’s been a while since I’ve tasted it; I want to see if his skills have improved!
However, as soon as he said this, Yi Laotou objected!
I say, Old Wen, Xiao Tian’s master is sitting right here! Every time we change Fishing Spots, I personally handle the kitchen for at least a couple of times. Saying you miss Xiao Tian’s cooking in front of me is a bit excessive! Going back to Sanya is fine, but that excuse won’t work—think of another one!
Having become familiar with these three old men made things less formal. Yi Laotou wasn’t in their circle; they weren’t in Yi Laotou’s network either. Anyway, they had been thinking of ways to trick his disciple all along!
When it came to tricking disciples, Yi Laotou was far more proactive than the other three. When preparing for the next Fishing Spot, he would assign tasks two or three days in advance so that his disciples could gather information on local fish species and conditions and arrange their accommodations.
Xiao Tian can cook fish; can you? With that remark, Yi Laotou left them speechless!
He truly couldn’t cook fish. However, he was puzzled—did fish really like Shandong Cuisine? He had only taught Shi Tian about Shandong Cuisine; how did that kid manage to come up with fish Wo Liao so quickly?
Should he teach him a few more dishes? The Wo Liao given by Shi Tian was somewhat monotonous; if Shi Tian learned more dishes and created more Wo Liao options, they could have even more fun!
With both Old Kong and Old Wen supporting the idea of going back to Sanya, Old Liu no longer opposed it. These two must have thought of some bad ideas again; however, this time it seemed like Shi Tian would be the one suffering.
We don’t need to go back to Sanya; it wouldn’t help anyway—Xiao Tian isn’t in Sanya! After downing another drink alone, Yi Laotou wanted to warn Shi Tian about these two old foxes.
But when he checked his phone, the first post on Shi Tian’s social media was from Wanmu Tea Garden—a view that clearly wasn’t from Sanya.
He pushed his phone toward Old Wen with a smug expression. You wanted to go back to Sanya and trick his disciple? Go ahead! Your precious disciple has run off; you won’t find him there!
A tea garden? From the looks of it, he hadn’t been affected by the cold air—he must be in either Guangxi or Fujian! There’s no terrain like this in Guangxi; it must be either Guangdong or Fujian! What’s he doing over there? Old Wen frowned as he checked the date—it was from yesterday—but unfortunately, there was no location tag.
What matters is whether he has Wo Liao! With that said, Old Kong turned around and went into the kitchen to grab the largest Carp available before heading back into the private room. He sent a video message to Shi Tian.
Did you see that? The sky over Xiangjiang is where the big catch is! Eighteen pounds! As soon as the video connected, Old Kong started flaunting the fish on the table, his tone dripping with arrogance.
There are big fish in the hotel too; during some large banquets, a few people might request a Big Carp just to join in the fun. A fish this size cooked in a pot is bound to taste decent, but what they really want is the atmosphere; how it tastes isn’t as important.
Shi Tian received a call, and Brother Niu couldn’t be bothered to deal with him anymore, turning back to his Fishing Spot.
Watching Old Kong show off in the video, Shi Tian felt speechless. Is an eighteen-pound Carp really worth bragging about? Have these old men fallen so low?
It’s just a Carp! What’s there to boast about? Just the other night, I caught one over forty pounds!
Shi Tian still wasn’t quite a qualified Fisherman; in just two days, that big fish had only gained less than two pounds. If it had been in Niu Zong's hands, it would have weighed at least seventy or eighty pounds!
Over forty pounds? It couldn’t have been caught in Xinyue Lake, right? What’s so impressive about that? The fish in Xinyue Lake will bite as soon as you throw in some bait! Hearing that Shi Tian had caught a fish just the other night, Old Kong’s eyes lit up; this could be an opportunity.
He fished the night before and went to the tea garden yesterday afternoon. As long as he wasn’t flying, he most likely brought his gear along.
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