60s: I have a store

Chapter 537 Moat Fishing

After some laughter and play with Dapeng and Li Youde, the air in the courtyard was still filled with the lingering joy.

Zhou Yimin calmed down his breath which was short of breath due to the fight, looked at the two with a look of anticipation, and asked, "Dapeng, Youde, how about going fishing in the moat together?"

His eyes were gleaming with eagerness. When it came to fishing, he wanted more to enjoy the tranquility and leisure rather than just to catch fish.

Anyway, he had enough food, so he didn't care whether he caught any fish or not. He just enjoyed the process.

Dapeng and Li Youde looked at each other. They knew Zhou Yimin too well and knew that he was not fishing for the sake of satisfying his appetite. He probably wanted to find a moment of peace in his busy life and experience the fun of fishing.

But the two had just finished selling goods in the black market last night. After a whole night of running around and being vigilant, they were now very sleepy and their eyes were a little blurry.

Dapeng rubbed his sore eyes and said with a hint of apology: "Yimin, we went to the black market to ship goods last night. We are really exhausted. Now our eyelids are fighting, so I won't go with you."

Li Youde also nodded in agreement, his face full of fatigue.

After hearing this, Zhou Yimin nodded slightly to show his understanding. He patted the two on the shoulders and said, "Okay, then you go back and have a good rest."

After Dapeng and Li Youde left, Zhou Yimin turned around and went back into the house.

He just stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and a brand new set of fishing tools appeared in front of him, including fishing rod, fishing line and bait, which sparkled with the unique metallic luster under the sunlight.

This is new fishing gear purchased from the store, and it is stored in the store space. Whenever I want to go fishing, I can take it out and go fishing. How convenient.

Zhou Yimin carefully picked up the fishing tools, walked out of the house, and came to the motorcycle parked in the corner of the yard.

He skillfully fixed the fishing gear on the back seat of the motorcycle, his movements smooth and quick. Then he stepped on the motorcycle, started it, and the engine made a "buzzing" roar.

He put on his helmet, adjusted his sitting position, and rushed towards the moat in the morning breeze.

Along the way, the street scenery quickly receded like a slide, and Zhou Yimin's mood became more and more relaxed and cheerful, full of anticipation for the upcoming fishing time.

Soon, Zhou Yimin arrived at the moat.

The scenery here is pleasant, the river water is sparkling, and under the sunlight, it is flashing with tiny golden rays, as if countless gems are jumping in the water.

The shore is lined with green trees and weeping willows. The slender willow branches sway gently in the breeze, occasionally brushing across the water, creating ripples that interweave with the sound of the rustling leaves, as if playing a wonderful natural symphony.

Zhou Yimin took a deep breath. The air was filled with the fragrance of soil and the faint fishy smell of river water. This familiar smell instantly relaxed his body and mind.

He walked slowly along the river bank, carefully looking for a perfect fishing spot.

Wherever you look, water plants sway gently in the water, as if green ribbons are dancing in the water, attracting fish to come and live and feed.

Finally, he stopped at a river bend with slow current and lush aquatic plants.

The water here is of moderate depth and the current is neither fast nor slow. There are also several rocks exposed above the water, forming a natural barrier, which is a favorite hiding place for fish.

Zhou Yimin nodded with satisfaction. He knew very well that choosing the right fishing spot was crucial to a successful fishing trip.

Zhou Yimin returned to the motorcycle, took out the fishing tools, and began to assemble them in an orderly manner.

He picked up the fishing rod and gently pulled out each section, carefully checking for any damage or disconnection to ensure the integrity of the rod.

Then, he skillfully passed the fishing line through the guide ring of the fishing rod, his movements smooth and seamless.

The fishing line sparkled silver in the sun, like a nimble silver snake.

Then he selected a fish hook of appropriate size and carefully tied it to the end of the fishing line. His technique was skillful and precise. Every winding movement was just right to ensure that the fish hook was tied firmly and reliably.

After tying the hook, Zhou Yimin opened the box of bait, and a strong fishy smell hit his nose. He stretched out his fingers and gently pinched a ball of bait with a unique smell. The bait was soft and sticky, and it swayed slightly at his fingertips.

He wraps the bait evenly on the fishhook, pressing it with his fingers as he wraps it so that it sticks tightly to the hook. It won't fall off easily and it naturally emits fragrance in the water to attract fish.

Everything was ready. Zhou Yimin stood by the river, slightly sideways, held the fishing rod in his right hand, gently lifted the rod backwards, and then swung it forward suddenly.

The fishing line drew a graceful arc in the air, and the hook with the bait fell into the water like a meteor, splashing a circle of small ripples, and then quickly sank to the bottom of the water.

Zhou Yimin placed the fishing rod firmly on the prepared bracket, adjusted the angle, kept the fishing line vertical, and ensured that the bait could fall accurately at the predetermined position. Zhou Yimin sat on a stone by the river, holding the fishing rod with both hands, staring at the water, waiting for the fish to bite.

At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the surrounding nature, immersed in the tranquility.

The breeze gently brushed across his face, bringing a slight coolness and making him feel extremely comfortable.

His mind gradually emptied, he put aside the trivialities and worries in life and devoted himself to the joy of fishing.

Occasionally, a few dragonflies fly lightly over the river, their wings sparkling with colorful light in the sun, like elves.

In the distance, a few ducks were swimming on the water, sometimes diving into the water, sometimes floating up, playing happily.

Everything around seems so harmonious and beautiful, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

Zhou Yimin waited quietly, his eyes focused and determined, not missing any slightest movement on the water.

Every ripple on the water surface with every breeze would attract his attention, but he knew that fishing required patience and one could not be impatient for success.

He silently calculated the time in his mind. According to past experience, it usually takes a certain amount of time for a fish to bite the hook, especially on a seemingly calm morning like this one.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yimin suddenly discovered that the fishing float on the water surface moved slightly.

His heartbeat instantly accelerated, his nerves tensed up, and he held the fishing rod tightly with both hands, ready to lift it at any time.

However, the fishing float only swayed slightly a few times and then returned to calm.

Zhou Yimin was not discouraged by this. He knew that the fish might be testing the bait and had not really taken the bait yet.

He waited patiently, his eyes never leaving the float.

After a while, the fishing float moved again.

This time, it sank slowly at first, and then suddenly floated up again.

Zhou Yimin was delighted, as he judged that the fish had taken the bait.

He lifted the rod quickly and decisively, exerting force with his arms to lift the fishing rod upward.

He felt his hand sink, the fishing rod bent into a beautiful arc, and the fishing line was stretched tight in the water, making a buzzing sound. Zhou Yimin knew that the fish on the hook was not small.

He carefully reeled in the fishing line, adjusting the angle of the fishing rod to prevent the fish from getting off the hook.

The fish struggled desperately in the water, splashing large amounts of water, and the water surface was suddenly in chaos.

Zhou Yimin held the fishing rod tightly and started a fierce battle with the fish.

He would pause from time to time to let the fish expend its energy, and then slowly reel in the line to gradually close the distance between him and the fish.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes were extremely firm and he did not relax his control over the fish at all.

After some effort, Zhou Yimin finally pulled the fish to the shore.

He looked closely and found that it was a fat carp weighing more than one kilogram.

Carp fluttered in the shallow water near the shore, their scales gleaming golden in the sun.

Zhou Yimin's heart was filled with joy. He reached out and grabbed the carp, took it off the hook, and put it into the bucket prepared in advance.

After putting the carp into the bucket, Zhou Yimin did not immediately lower the hook again, but took a short break and adjusted his breathing.

He looked at the carp in the bucket and felt a sense of accomplishment.

This is not just a fish, but also the result of his patience and skills.

He picked up another ball of bait, hung it on the hook again, then threw the hook into the water again, waiting for the next opportunity to catch a fish.

(End of this chapter)