The fishing ground I opened has become a national leisure destination

Chapter 8 Grandfather and Grandson Come Fishing
At night, Chen Yuan lay in bed and added a few more friends. They were just like in the evening, and none of them believed that there was a hundred-jin king fish in Chen Yuan's fishing ground.

Chen Yuan was not in a hurry either.

As long as there are fishermen coming, he can control the fish king to speak. Once the existence of the fish king is confirmed, he doesn't believe that these fishermen can still remain calm.

Moreover, there are small groups among anglers, where they ask each other about good fishing spots, share fishing techniques, and share the joy of catching big fish.

Once the existence of the Fish King spreads among these small groups, the subsequent popularity can be imagined.

The only thing that made Chen Yuan a little confused was.

"Could it be that Qin Fen is really a high-quality customer found by the system?"

Qin Fen is the first and only customer so far, but I have never heard him say that he likes fishing. What on earth does this system do?

Forget it, I don't want to.

Even if Qin Fen is a weakling, Chen Yuan has confidence as long as he comes.

Putting down his phone to charge, Chen Yuan turned over and quickly fell asleep.

The fishing ground is open from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., so it's a relaxing and enjoyable place to visit. But before 8 a.m., Qin Fen called.

"Ghost, I'm at the entrance of Yucheng Village. How can I get to your place?"

"Did you drive here or take the suburban bus?" Confused Chen Yuan turned over and sat up, asking while putting on his clothes.

"Driving here."

"Then you go right along the village road and turn two corners and you will see my house. Come to my house first, and then I will take you there." Chen Yuan put on his clothes, washed up quickly, and rushed out of the door, and saw a small car driving slowly on the village road.

"Son, this way."

Chen Yuan waved and shouted, and Qin Fen, who was driving, suddenly looked embarrassed. He coughed twice and glanced at the old man in his sixties sitting in the passenger seat.

As the car drove over, Chen Yuan also saw the old man and felt a little embarrassed.

Good brothers can joke around freely, but if the other party’s elders are present, some jokes would be inappropriate.

Fortunately, ten years of sales experience had made Chen Yuan thick-skinned, so he walked up to Qin Fen and gave him a hug as if nothing had happened.

"Hey brother, you've lost weight. I can hug you."

"Screw you."

Qin Fen punched Chen Yuan in the chest. He was only 1.7 meters tall, but weighed 180 pounds.

The old man from the passenger seat came down, wearing a Tang suit shirt with a Chinese style. He looked like a well-educated and cultured man.

“This is my grandpa.”

Qin Fen introduced: "Grandpa, this is my classmate Chen Yuan, my best buddy in college."

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

Chen Yuan called out naturally and kindly, and took out a cigarette from his pocket familiarly.

"Don't take it out. My grandfather doesn't smoke. Take us to the fish pond. Today we will catch your king of fish."

Qin Fen waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the trunk. Grandpa Qin nodded to Chen Yuan and said with a smile: "Sorry for the trouble, Xiao Chen."

"No trouble."

Chen Yuan smiled, put away the cigarette, and went to the trunk, ready to help Qin Fen move things.

Fishermen always carry a lot of equipment, and it must be very heavy for one person to carry two sets. But before Chen Yuan could reach the trunk, it was closed by Qin Fen with a snap.

He had two fishing rods, several sets of lines, a small basin and some bait in his hands.

"Gone?" Chen Yuan looked at him in surprise.

"I don't understand."

Qin Fen chuckled and said, "An expert has only one fishing rod, while a novice sets up a stall. One person has one fishing rod and a mountain of fish can be caught. We, the grandfather and grandson, each have one fishing rod to fish in your fish pond. Just wait for you to cry."

Chen Yuan rolled his eyes at the boastful Qin Fen.

Mr. Qin might be a master, but Qin Fen is definitely not.

Perhaps Mr. Qin is the high-quality customer found by the system, and Qin Fen is just a guide.

"Master Qin, go this way."

Chen Yuan led the way. Mr. Qin hesitated for a moment, then looked at his watch. The meaning was obvious: it was only eight o'clock and it was not time to go fishing yet.

"Let's go, sir."

Qin Fen smiled and said, why be polite to the wronged ghost.

"Mr. Qin, you're welcome. Just start fishing when you get here. Just treat it as your own fish pond."

Chen Yuan saw what Mr. Qin meant and thought to himself that he was a man of rules.

"It's really troublesome."

Mr. Qin was a little embarrassed, but his body was still honest, and it was obvious that he really liked fishing. It was a few hundred meters away, and it only took three to five minutes to get there.

"Wow, this fish pond looks nice, but the fishing spot is too perfunctory."

Qin Fen didn't want to be polite when he was with his family, so he just started to slander them directly.

"You can fish if you want." Chen Yuan didn't tolerate it. Instead of feeling embarrassed, he felt justified.

"How can you talk like that? I'm a customer."

"My client is Mr. Qin."

Chen Yuan won't tolerate it.

"Xiao Chen, is there really a hundred kilograms of big green in this pond?"

Uncle Qin looked at the water with a smile on his face. When a fisherman sees unfamiliar waters, he will feel very happy, just like a boy seeing a beautiful girl, and he will fantasize about having an encounter.

"It's true." Chen Yuan affirmed.

Mr. Qin laughed even more happily, his eyes shining.

"Then I'll start fishing. Sun, pay Xiao Chen the fishing fee first."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Qin, you go ahead and fish first. Maybe you can catch a king fish, but I will be the one to pay for it."

"Okay, let's start fishing."

Seeing Chen Yuan's sincere smile, Mr. Qin laughed and took out his equipment to get busy. Chen Yuan went to Qin Fen and lit a cigarette.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Let's eat. My grandfather got up at five o'clock. If it weren't for the business hours of your fishing ground, I'm afraid he would have come here at six o'clock."

Qin Fen took the cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff before feeling a little more energetic.

"I've never heard you say you like fishing before. What's the matter? Are you here to accompany Master Qin?" Chen Yuan asked after exhaling smoke.

"Alas, there is nothing I can do. My grandfather has the final say in the family. If I don't have his support, I can forget about it."

Qin Feng sat casually at the fishing spot. As expected, fishing was secondary, and accompanying Master Qin was the main purpose.

"What's the matter?" Chen Yuan asked.

If it were anyone else, Chen Yuan would definitely not pry into their privacy, but Qin Fen was one of his best brothers, so there was nothing he couldn't ask.

Qin Fen did not hide his feelings and looked a little distressed.

"You know I liked to make funny jokes when I was in college. Now that I've graduated, I'm thinking about trying to develop in this direction, but my family disagrees. They say I'm not doing my job properly and they want me to inherit the family business."

Chen Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

In his previous life, they were far apart in different places, and his contact with Qin Fen became less and less. Besides, his own life was a mess, so how could he have the energy to take care of other things?

All we know is that Qin Fen has a job arranged by his family. Although his routine life is stable, Qin Fen seems to have been worn down by the years, and has become taciturn from being lively and cheerful.

It seems that the meaning of living is to wait for the end of life.

Especially with the rapid development of the Internet and the explosion of popularity of various short video platforms, countless people have made a comeback, and the regret hidden in Qin Fen's heart has become increasingly intense.

The last time I heard from Qin Fen, he seemed to be suffering from depression.

He is even worse off, with a terminal illness.

“Your life is your own. If you have a dream, chase it. Don’t let yourself regret it.”

Chen Yuan came back to his senses and patted Qin Fen on the shoulder. His sudden deep emotion made Qin Fen tremble all over and get goose bumps.

He slapped Chen Yuan's hand away, then moved closer to Chen Yuan and let out a filthy laugh.

"Brother, find a way to get my grandfather to catch the king fish. Maybe my grandfather will support me if he is happy."

Chen Yuan rolled his eyes at him, as if he were a fool.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"You think I'm a god, and I can catch the king fish whenever I want. Why don't you go down to the pond and try to find the king fish yourself, and put it on your hook?"

"You are the owner of the pond."

"What happened to the pond owner?"

"You have to use some tricks to control the fish's bite in your own pond, or you will lose a lot of money."

"Get lost."

Chen Yuan threw away the cigarette butt and stood up. This guy was really good at talking nonsense, but you know what, he actually guessed right.

He has a remote control.

Not to mention helping his brothers, even for the sake of the fishing grounds, the fish king must show up today.

(End of this chapter)