Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

Fortunately, Bai Ling already knew Zhou Feng's temper. She leaned close to him and stroked his fur, which quickly made Zhou Feng happy again.

"Bai Ling, I'm fishing here. Go and gather some firewood for me. I'll show you my skills in a bit!"

Fishing is one thing, but why gather firewood? Are you planning to grill the fish?

Bai Ling nodded and turned to walk towards the woods.

She wasn't worried about Zhou Feng's safety, since there were definitely other people guarding him.

As Bai Ling's figure disappeared into the woods, Zhou Feng quickly took out his phone and pulled up a video tutorial.

Fishing was just a passing fancy; he had never done it before, at most he had only caught small fish at amusement parks.

Following the instructions, I found a vacant spot without any large trees and cleared away the weeds and stones.

Then assemble the line, attach the sinker, set up the rod holder, and place the landing net.

Zhou Feng grabbed a handful of bait and poured it down before settling comfortably on his fishing stool, waiting for a fish to bite.

After all, the short video said that newbies like him are the easiest to catch fish!

Before long, Bai Ling had gathered a lot of branches and laid them out to one side. She then sat down next to Zhou Feng and watched the water with him.

"Is this enough?"

Upon hearing Bai Ling's voice, Zhou Feng made a shushing gesture and then gestured for her to open the backpack he had brought.

Inside were all sorts of snacks wrapped in white plastic bags.

To avoid being discovered by Bai Ling, he threw away all the packaging bags when he was in the modern world, and wrapped all the snacks in uniform white plastic bags.

"This...this is food?"

Bai Ling looked at the various snacks in the bags in front of her with some surprise, while Zhou Feng nodded as if it were a matter of course.

"What else? Let me tell you, these are all good stuff from America, I brought them back especially for you to eat! But don't eat too much, we're going to grill fish later!"

Seeing Zhou Feng's confident demeanor, Bai Ling smiled and nodded, then untied one of the plastic bags.

I have to say, this food from the future... from America, actually tastes pretty good!

As the sun moved from east to west, passed its highest point, and began to gradually set, the number of empty plastic bags in front of Bai Ling increased.

Zhou Feng's expression shifted from initial confidence to blankness, then to slight impatience, followed by clenched teeth, and finally to complete numbness...

"Um... are there no fish here?"

Bai Ling stood awkwardly next to Zhou Feng. Although she had never fished before, it was definitely not normal that they hadn't caught a single fish all morning!

"You don't understand."

Zhou Feng didn't even turn his head, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes were fixed on the water.

"Look at the spot I chose, it's the best place to bait the hook. The current is too strong in other places! I'll throw in some more bait, and fish will bite in no time."

As he spoke, he grabbed another handful of bait and threw it into the water.

What's with the "less is more" principle? If you just throw in a lot of bait, why don't you attract any fish?

"Hey? They've taken the bait! They've taken the bait! Zhou Feng, look!"

Suddenly, Bai Ling gasped softly. Zhou Feng was even more excited than her, and he stood up.

"I told you! There are fish at this time. Get ready to start a fire, we..."

Zhou Feng's excitement hadn't subsided yet, and Bai Ling was even cheering from the side, but what was hanging on the fishing hook was clearly a clump of water plants.

The two's cheerful voices came to an abrupt halt, and Zhou Feng's hand, gripping the fishing rod tightly, turned white from the force.

"Um...I heard that fishing is better in the afternoon..."

Bai Ling looked slightly embarrassed and tried to make amends, but Zhou Feng just stared at her, his face starting to flush.

"Bai...Bai Ling, you...you start a fire here first, and eat something else. I have a secret technique...this is a technique passed down only to men, you can't see it!"

"Don't come looking for me, and don't talk to me. That's taboo. I'll come back when I catch the fish."

As he spoke, Zhou Feng picked up his fishing rod, pushed his bicycle, and walked towards the other side of the woods.

Bai Ling was taken aback, but seeing how serious he was, she suppressed her doubts and watched him walk around the corner.

As for any unique skills, she doesn't fish, so there's no need for her to learn them. Anyway, with other comrades watching over Zhou Feng, nothing unexpected will happen.

Time passed slowly, and Bai Ling had already gone to the woods to collect firewood again when Zhou Feng finally returned, pushing his cart and covered in sweat.

There were exactly three large fish lying in his fish basket.

"You actually caught one! Wow, that's a really big fish!"

With wide eyes, Bai Ling looked at Zhou Feng in disbelief, never expecting him to have this trick up his sleeve!

Zhou Feng's breathing was slightly rapid, but he still held his chin up, his expression proud: "Of course! Catching these three fish exhausted me. They were so energetic in the water!"

Bai Ling kindly took the fish basket from him. While Zhou Feng went to park his bicycle, she pulled out a small knife and, using the cool river water, cleaned all three fish.

"You're already tired from fishing, let me grill this fish!"

Seeing Bai Ling volunteer, Zhou Feng didn't argue. He took out the prepared oil and barbecue seasoning, and watched as Bai Ling skewered the fish with a twig and then set up a fire.

Zhou Feng's plan was to catch the fish himself and then grill it by hand; he had even watched the grilling tutorial more than once.

But plans can't keep up with changes. He was already tired from riding his bike and fishing, so he was content to just sit here and eat some snacks. He didn't want to do any more work at all!

Despite being from an intellectual family, Bai Ling was incredibly efficient with her hands. After cleaning the fish by removing the scales and innards, she placed it on the fire, and soon, a fragrant aroma of meat wafted out.

Zhou Feng only had a small snack in the morning; he hasn't eaten anything since he left home.

Especially since I just rode my bicycle so far back and forth, my stomach is starting to rumble.

Standing behind Bai Ling, watching her squatting there grilling fish, Zhou Feng couldn't help but swallow.

The grilled fish looks great, and it smells delicious, but I wonder how it tastes!

Not to mention Zhou Feng, even the comrade hiding in the woods not far from them was starting to swallow hard.

At that time, the most people could do with fish was to boil it into fish soup, which was enough to feed several meals.

Unlike Zhou Feng and his friend, who brushed on so much oil and even sprinkled on barbecue seasoning, the aroma was irresistible when grilled over the fire!