Courtyard House: I fish in the heavens, a professional bird abuser.

He Yuanchao felt an indescribable icy airflow suddenly pour into him from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, instantly flowing through his limbs and bones!

The feeling came and went quickly, as if it were just an illusion.

But then, without warning, a strong tingling sensation came from the palm of his right hand!

Looking down, He Yuanchao's heart nearly jumped out of his throat!

Above his outstretched right palm, the air twisted and rippled strangely, and tiny specks of silver light condensed and stretched out of thin air!

In the blink of an eye, a fishing rod that was translucent and looked like it was carved from the purest crystal floated in his palm!

The fishing rod is about 1.5 meters long, with smooth and mysterious lines. It is neither gold nor wood, and the material is unidentifiable.

The rod shimmered with a restrained luster, as if it contained the stars.

The tip of the rod was extremely thin, yet exceptionally tough, trembling slightly and emitting an indescribable sense of spatial fluctuation.

The most peculiar thing was the fishing line, which was also made of flowing silver light.

It is not a physical entity, but rather a solidified, slightly twisting spatial fissure, with its end connected to a silver fishing hook, also formed from flowing light, with an ancient and unique shape.

On the fishing hook, countless tiny, intricate, and incomprehensible runes flashed by.

The fishing rod floated there silently, seemingly weightless, yet it exuded a breathtaking aura that seemed to connect all realms.

He Yuanchao's mind went blank, and he remained stunned for several seconds.

cross?

system?

Goldfinger?

The absurd plots of those online novels I read in my past life

It hit him on the head with absolute realism!

The immense impact made him momentarily forget to breathe and forget all the noise outside.

ecstasy!

"System! Fishing in the Heavens?! It's really...it's real!"

His voice trembled, hoarse with disbelief, as he instinctively reached out his left hand and cautiously touched the floating, translucent, mysterious fishing rod.

A strange sensation came from my fingertips, and a faint yet clear connection of thoughts was instantly established through them.

The fishing rod became an extension of his body! An indescribable sense of control welled up within him.

[Newcomer's Guide: Please grip the fishing rod tightly, concentrate your mind, and silently repeat "Start fishing".]

The fishing rod will automatically lock onto resource nodes in various worlds and randomly fish for resources.

The catch will be stored in the system space, and the host can access it at any time by thought.

The cold system notification sounded just in time, dispelling He Yuanchao's last trace of confusion.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his heart which was about to leap out of his chest, and gripped the cold yet powerful fishing rod tightly with both hands!

"Let's start fishing!"

He Yuanchao silently recited in his heart, his mind more focused than ever before, pouring all his expectations and desires into it!

Om-!

The fishing rod in his hand seemed to be instantly infused with life!

The rod suddenly shuddered, and the silver fishing line formed by the spatial rift suddenly taut, emitting a faint but extremely penetrating buzz!

A flash of silver light appeared at the tip of the rod, and then it was suddenly swung forward!

The peculiar silver hook at the end of the fishing line silently disappeared into the void less than half a meter in front of He Yuanchao!

The space, like the surface of water where a pebble has been thrown in, ripples spread out in circles visible to the naked eye!

The fishing hook vanished completely, as if it had pierced through the barrier of the real dimension.

He Yuanchao held his breath, his eyes fixed on the rippling space.

He could clearly feel a vast and incomprehensible force pulling something through the fishing rod and line, connecting it to an unimaginably distant place!

It was only two or three seconds, but it felt like an eternity.

Whoosh—!

A soft yet clear sound, like a heavy object falling into a bag, echoed deep within He Yuanchao's consciousness!

【叮！垂钓成功！钓获：泰香米（10kg装）x1袋！获：茅台酒（1959年产）x2瓶！汾酒（竹叶青，1960年产）x2瓶！】

The moment the notification tone ended, He Yuanchao felt as if his "consciousness" had extended into a strange, silvery-white cubic space.

The space is not large, about 10 cubic meters.

At this moment, at the bottom of the space, lies a white rice bag with the words "Thai Fragrant Rice" printed on it. The bag has a simple and modern design and is bulging and full!

Thai fragrant rice? !

He Yuanchao's mind went blank for a moment!

In my past life, this stuff was a high-end product that cost over ten yuan per kilogram in supermarkets!

Each grain is long, thin, and translucent; the aroma of the rice fills the entire hallway when it's cooked!

In 1962, when even ordinary indica rice was considered a refined grain and brown rice and cornmeal were the mainstream, the value of this bag of rice was... immeasurable!

Ecstasy swept over us once again!

With a thought, the rice bag instantly appeared in his hand!

It was heavy, and you could smell a fresh and elegant rice aroma even through the plastic bag, which was completely different from the musty and bran smell of the old rice and brown rice he usually ate!

He couldn't wait to tear open a small corner of the bag, and a few white, glistening grains of rice, like tiny pearls, rolled into his palm.

The rice grains are plump, with a warm color, and exude a natural, sweet aroma of grains.

"Great stuff! Really great stuff!"

He Yuanchao was so excited that his fingers were trembling as he carefully put the rice bag back into the system space.

Time is frozen in the system space!

This means that this bag of rice can stay fresh forever!

Never get infested with insects! Never get moldy!

And there's even Moutai?!

Bamboo Leaf Green?!

Is it still old wine from the late 1950s or early 1960s?!

He Yuanchao felt his blood pressure soaring!

He quickly checked the system space.

Four simple and elegant ceramic wine bottles stand quietly next to the Thai fragrant rice.

Both bottles are classic milky white Maotai-shaped bottles. Although the labels on the bottles are slightly worn, the words "Produced by the Local State-Owned Maotai Distillery" are clearly visible, and the bottle openings are well sealed.

The other two bottles are blue and white porcelain bottles, slender and elegant, with the three large characters "Zhuyeqing" and the Fenjiu logo printed on the label.

These days, even a bottle of Moutai liquor, which was rationed in state-run stores, cost four yuan!

It has to be through a special supply channel!

Ordinary people would never even see one!

Zhuyeqing is also a famous wine!

These two bottles of Moutai and two bottles of Zhuyeqing liquor, put them in Pigeon Market...

He Yuanchao couldn't even imagine how much hard currency he could get in return!

Produced by the system, with a safe source, it's like a windfall!

The overwhelming surprise left He Yuanchao a little dizzy, and he had to hold onto the table to steady himself.

You have two more chances!

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. His hands trembled slightly with excitement, but his grip on the rod was unusually steady.

Concentrate! Put all your thoughts into that magical fishing rod!

"Let's start fishing!"

Om-!

The fishing rod vibrated a second time!

This time, the silver light on the rod tip flashed exceptionally intensely, the fishing line was taut and straight, and even emitted a faint vibrato, like the plucking of a harp string!

The ripples in the void spread even wider, as if something of considerable weight had been caught on the other end!

He Yuanchao's heart was in his throat, and the muscles in his arms tensed up involuntarily, as if he were really fighting against a giant underwater creature!

Whoosh—!

A much heavier "pocketing" sound than the previous two rang out in the consciousness space!

[Ding! Fishing successful! Caught: 1 Forever brand bicycle ticket (1962 exclusive)!]

Bicycle ticket?!

He Yuanchao felt a surge of heat rush to the top of his head.

He suddenly looked towards the system space.

A brand-new piece of hard paper, printed with a bright red seal and intricate anti-counterfeiting patterns, floats quietly in a corner of the space.

The words "Forever Brand Bicycle Purchase Certificate" are clearly displayed on the ticket, along with the model number and validity period below!

bike!

In an era when "three turns and one sound"—bicycles, sewing machines, watches, and radios—represented the wealth of top families, the scarcity of bicycle tickets was comparable to that of a Beijing or Shanghai hukou in later generations!

A bicycle ticket can fetch over a hundred yuan on the black market!

You need connections to buy them!

Many people have to save up for several years' worth of wages and pull countless strings just to get a ticket to buy a bicycle!

With this ticket, plus his saved wages, he could afford a brand new, gleaming "Forever 28" motorcycle...

He Yuanchao could almost see himself riding his bicycle through the alleyway amidst the envious glances of passersby!

"Hahaha! We've struck it rich! This time we've really struck it rich!"

He Yuanchao could no longer contain himself and burst into silent laughter. He paced back and forth in the small room, excitedly waving his fist.

My last fishing trip!

continue!!

[Ding! Fishing successful! Caught: Ip Man - Wing Chun - Mastery]