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Zhou Shuisheng took the fishing gear with a cheerful smile and said, "Didn’t expect this, did you? I always carry my fishing equipment with me."
Chen Xuan was taken aback. It was hard to believe that a billionaire would carry fishing gear everywhere he went.
Zhou Shuisheng opened the tackle box, revealing a set of fishing equipment that looked quite precious. He cast a proud glance at Chen Xuan and said, "This set of fishing gear is one of fewer than a hundred in the world, worth a million. I had to pull some strings to get it from abroad. Let me show you something impressive, Xiao Chen."
As he spoke, Zhou Shuisheng quickly assembled the fishing gear, attached the bait, and flashed a confident smile at Chen Xuan. With a perfect cast, the hook landed far into Holy Spirit Lake.
"Ah, I hope you won't feel sorry for me when I catch fish later," Zhou Shuisheng joked.
Chen Xuan shook his head and smiled in response. He hadn’t been idle these past few days; whenever he had free time, he used Old Xin's Fishing Rod to fish. Just as Old Xin had said, the Silver Fish in Holy Spirit Lake were incredibly elusive. Aside from the Xianjie Fishing Rod gifted by Old Xin, he found it impossible to catch anything with other rods.
Chen Xuan estimated that Zhou Shuisheng would likely be disappointed this time.
However, Zhou Shuisheng was undeterred. After casting his line, he eagerly awaited a bite. He even began discussing whether they should steam or braise the fish once they caught one.
An hour passed without any bites, but Zhou Shuisheng remained unconcerned.
After five hours without any luck, he began to fidget.
Ten hours later, with still no fish caught, his expression turned awkward.
Xiao Zhi looked at Zhou Shuisheng in disbelief and thought to himself, "Is it really taking this long?"
Zhou Shuisheng’s face flushed with embarrassment as he could no longer sit still. Drawing on his experience comparable to that of a professional angler, he kept changing positions, repeatedly rebaiting and casting his line. Unfortunately, there were still no fish biting.
Zhou Shuisheng was completely bewildered.
"Dad, when are you going to catch a fish?" Zhou Xiaohau looked up at Zhou Shuisheng and asked brightly.
Zhou Shuisheng's face burned with embarrassment.
"Brother Zhou, let me handle this," Chen Xuan said, unable to watch any longer, preparing to take action himself.
"You?" Zhou Shuisheng glanced at Chen Xuan, thought for a moment, and then handed over his million-dollar Fishing Rod, cautioning him, "Xiao Chen, be careful. This fishing rod is worth a million and is a global limited edition."
"Brother Zhou, I don't need this," Chen Xuan chuckled, politely declining Zhou Shuisheng's expensive Fishing Rod.
He turned around and spotted Qing Xuan playing nearby. "Qing Xuan, go get my Fishing Rod!" he shouted.
Zhou Shuisheng couldn't help but laugh. "Brother, how could a cow understand human speech? That's ridiculous!"
To his surprise, Qing Xuan responded to Chen Xuan's command and dashed off towards the wooden cabin. Moments later, it returned with a Fishing Rod in its mouth, running excitedly.
Qing Xuan dropped the Fishing Rod on the ground and began circling around Chen Xuan rapidly.
Chen Xuan laughed heartily and patted Qing Xuan on the head. "Alright, alright. When we catch some fish later, I'll let you have a taste too."
With that, Chen Xuan picked up the Fishing Rod from the ground.
"Brother Chen, your cow..." Zhou Shuisheng stared wide-eyed at Qing Xuan. He recognized this cow as the little guide they had encountered when they first entered the Farm.
He had thought this cow was intelligent, but he never imagined it could understand human language to this extent! It could comprehend commands and fetch items—almost like an eight or nine-year-old child!
Zhou Shuisheng was taken aback and instinctively asked, "Brother Chen, are you selling this cow?"
Moo!
Qing Xuan stiffened suddenly and glared angrily at Zhou Shuisheng.
"This one is not for sale," Chen Xuan shook his head with a smile. "This is our treasure at the Farm; there's no way we would sell it."
Moo!
Qing Xuan joyfully circled around Chen Xuan again, displaying an unusually human-like smile.
"This cow is going to be extraordinary," Zhou Shuisheng marveled as he watched Qing Xuan.
In just a moment, Chen Xuanjing had finished preparing the Fishing Rod. He casually flicked it forward, laughing as he waited for the Silver Fish to bite.
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