Reborn in '77, I have a job panel!

Li Jianguo and Liu Tiedan were already on the ice. The two of them were still squatting next to the ice hole, which had frozen over again overnight, and then they chiseled it open again.

"Brother Cheng!" Liu Tiedan, with his sharp eyes, called out as soon as he saw Qian Cheng.

Qian Cheng walked onto the ice. The ice was very thick, so there was no need to worry about it breaking.

"You brought your tools?" Li Jianguo asked, looking at the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Of course." Qian Cheng squatted down and looked at the ice hole. The hole from yesterday had been covered with a thin layer of ice again, and Li Jianguo had already chiseled it open again.

Qian Cheng took out the fishing rod from his pocket, assembled it, pinched the corn dough into small pieces, hung them on the hook, and then adjusted the position of the float. The water depth was about 1.5 meters, and the float was adjusted to be about 1 meter away from the hook.

"What's this?" Li Jianguo looked at Qian Cheng's simple outfit and was a little confused.

"Give it a try," Qian Cheng said, lowering the fishing hook into the ice hole.

The float is floating on the water.

Three people, six eyes, staring intently at the goose feather float.

Time passed second by second.

It was quiet on the ice, with only the sound of the wind.

The sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking came from the distant village, while nearby, only the howling wind whistled in my ears.

Liu Tiedan couldn't hold back any longer: "Brother Cheng, will this really work?"

"Shh." Qian Cheng gestured for him to be quiet.

He stared intently at the float, holding the fishing rod in his hand, feeling the movement underwater.

One minute.

Two minutes.

five minutes.

Just as Qian Cheng was wondering if he had made a mistake, the float suddenly moved slightly.

It was very slight, like being touched by a gust of wind.

But Qian Cheng saw it.

He held his breath.

The float moved again, this time with a larger movement, sinking slightly before rising again.

Qian Cheng flicked his wrist and lifted the fishing rod!

The bamboo pole is bent into an arc!

The line is taut!

"There's a fish!" Liu Tiedan screamed.

Qian Cheng felt a heavy weight in his hand; something was definitely pulling him. He didn't dare to use too much force and slowly reeled in the line. The bamboo pole was very flexible, which cushioned the fish's struggles.

The line was gradually pulled up.

Water splashed in the ice hole, and a silvery-white fish was pulled out of the water!

It was a crucian carp, not very big, only about three ounces, but it was splashing on the ice, its silver scales shimmering, and it looked very appealing.

"I caught one! I really caught one!" Li Jianguo was so excited that his face turned red.

Qian Cheng picked the fish off the shell and put it into the small wooden bucket he had brought. The fish thrashed about in the bucket, splashing water.

He rebaited and cast his line.

This time, I only waited three minutes before the float moved again.

I lifted the rod, and there was another crucian carp.

It's a bit bigger than the previous one, weighing about half a pound.

Li Jianguo and Liu Tiedan stared wide-eyed.

They had been squatting all afternoon without catching a single fish, while Qian Cheng had caught two in just half an hour.

"Brother Cheng, how...how did you do that?" Li Jianguo asked.

When Li Jianguo and Liu Tiedan asked for advice, there was nothing about fishing that couldn't be taught, so Qian Cheng didn't hold back and directly guided them while demonstrating: "First of all, you need the right tools for fishing. The hook should be small, the line should be thin, the float should be sensitive, and the bait should also be right. In winter, fish don't like to move, so you need to use bait with a strong flavor."

Having watched some fishing videos in his past life, and being a fishing enthusiast himself, he naturally became quite adept at catching fish.

He fished for another half hour and caught a total of five crucian carp and two small carp.

The small wooden bucket is almost full.

Congratulations! You have unlocked the fishing profession!

Fishing (Weak Foundation) lv.0: 7/10

Your current successful ice fishing experience is still a long way from becoming a qualified angler.

Patience +10%, Hand-eye Coordination +10%, Concentration +5%

A notification flashed before my eyes.

Qian Cheng was secretly delighted.

really!

Fishing really can be a profession!

"That's enough for today." Qian Cheng put away his fishing rod. "It's too cold. I'll freeze if I keep fishing."

Li Jianguo and Liu Tiedan stared longingly at the fish in his bucket.

Qian Cheng smiled, scooped two crucian carp out of the bucket, and handed them to them: "One for each of you, take them back and make soup."

"This, this is too much trouble..." Li Jianguo said, his hand already reaching out.

"Here you go. If you two want to go fishing again tomorrow, come early."

"I'll definitely come!" Liu Tiedan said eagerly.

Qian Cheng carried the bucket and walked home.

There are still five fish in the bucket, enough for two meals.

He walked along, glancing at the career panel in front of him.

Another profession has been added.

Although it's only level 0, this is just the beginning.

This winter, he can do carpentry during the day, read books at night, and occasionally go ice fishing.

Chef, carpenter, student, fisherman.

All four professions can be improved simultaneously.

Qian Cheng carried the bucket home, where three crucian carp and two carp were frolicking happily.

Hou Yufen was sewing shoe soles in the outer room when she heard a noise and looked up to see her son carrying a bucket in, with water splashing out of the bucket.

"What's this?" Hou Yufen put down what she was doing.

"Fish." Qian Cheng put down the bucket. "I caught them."

Hou Yufen came over to take a look. Several fish in the bucket were shimmering silver. The crucian carp were not big, but the carp were as long as her palm and looked plump.

"You caught it? Where did you catch it?"

"Fished in the river."

Hou Yufen was taken aback: "In the dead of winter, the ice is completely frozen solid, how can you catch fish?"

"Sure." Qian Cheng scooped a ladle of water from the vat and poured it into an empty earthenware basin. He then picked the fish out one by one. "Make a hole so the fish can come and breathe."

Hou Yufen looked at the fish swimming in the basin, then at her son, and smiled: "My son is quite capable; he can even fish in the dead of winter."

"Just some random thought." Qian Cheng said as he scooped a carp and a crucian carp out of the basin, threaded their gills with a straw rope, and carried them in his hand. "Mom, I'll take these two to my master."

"Of course," Hou Yufen nodded. "Your master has taught you a lot these days, so it's only right that you show him some respect."

Qian Cheng carried the fish out the door.

When Qian Cheng arrived at Zhang Changtian's house, it was lunchtime. He smelled the aroma of stew wafting from the yard, and his stomach rumbled.

He pushed open the door and entered the house. Zhang Changtian's family had just set the table with cabbage stew with vermicelli, stir-fried shredded potatoes, a dish of pickled vegetables, and several cornbread buns.

"Master, mistress," Qian Cheng greeted them, handing over the fish he was holding. "I just caught this; it's an extra dish for you."

Zhang Changtian glanced at the fish but didn't say anything.

Deng Jingshu took the fish, picked it up and looked at it: "Wow, this carp is quite plump. Chengzi, you know how to fish?"

"Just fishing blindly."

Zhang Mingxi came out of the kitchen, saw Qian Cheng, and her eyes lit up: "You're here? Have you eaten?"

"No," Qian Cheng said with a chuckle as he glanced at the food on the table.

"That's perfect, let's eat together." Zhang Mingxi said, turning around to get another set of bowls and chopsticks.

Zhang Changtian snorted, but did not object.

Qian Cheng didn't stand on ceremony. He took off his cotton-padded coat and sat down. Zhang Mingxi served him a bowl of stewed cabbage with vermicelli and a cornbread. Qian Cheng took the bowl, drank some soup first. It was just the right amount of salty. The cabbage was stewed until soft and tender, and the vermicelli was smooth. It was much tastier than Hou Yufen's.