He originally planned to buy a set of fishing rods from Li Yunlong and redeem the two rods he had lost, but now it seemed much simpler—he could just force him to hand them over directly!
After a meal, Tian Run drove the four of them to the hotel. Li Yunfei and Li Yunlong managed to steal a moment to accompany him for some fishing, but they didn’t have much time lately, so he didn’t want to disturb them too much.
The next morning, after bidding farewell to a few people, Shi Tian boarded the high-speed rail heading to Zhangjiajie. He wanted to take a look at Cha Dong and see the Bian Cheng that Li Ziyu liked.
As for his equipment, he had no idea how it ended up in Li Yunlong's hands. He only remembered that while drinking last night, he insisted on leaving his gear with him, and Li Yunlong wouldn’t take no for an answer!
Upon arriving in Zhangjiajie, he rented a car and drove to Cha Dong. The journey was less than two hundred kilometers, but the scenery in this season was somewhat faded.
The small paths along the creek, the stone bridges over flowing water—he didn’t see any sweet potatoes with long vines, but there were people on the bridge who weren’t afraid of the cold, holding easels and painting.
The cost of living in Cha Dong was very low, as low as the water level in the river where stones were already exposed.
This season in Cha Dong wasn’t very comfortable; it was a bit chilly. He heard that March and April were also uncomfortable due to heavy humidity. The most beautiful season should be in June and July.
For two yuan, he took a ferry across the river that took about two minutes to reach Chongqing. Shi Tian gave a hundred yuan tip but couldn’t exchange it for a pack of tobacco leaves; this ferryman wasn’t Cui Cui’s descendant or anything like that.
After wandering along the river for half a day, he actually encountered a little fisherman, but unfortunately, he was from the Air Force faction.
An eleven-year-old boy used the most primitive bamboo pole and plastic float. Although it was a bit cold, he still persisted.
Are there fish in this river? Since he was a fishing buddy, regardless of age, Shi Tian went over to greet him and inquire about the fishing conditions!
Yes! Just yesterday I caught two Jiao Jiao Fish! They were this long! The boy gestured with his hands, indicating about ten centimeters—quite impressive for a catch.
Jiao Jiao Fish is what they call it locally; more people might recognize it as Yellow Catfish.
Bian Cheng has a famous dish called One Pot, Three Provinces, which features Jiao Jiao Fish as its main ingredient. It combines Chongqing's spiciness, Hunan's heat, and Guizhou's sourness—both appetizing and delicious.
The Yellow Catfish is fried until golden; in fact, it starts off yellow! With Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, scallions and ginger, garlic, and the soul of this dish—cherry tomatoes—it simmers on low heat after boiling. Add tofu and let it stew for half an hour before serving.
Do you know where I can buy a fishing rod? Watching you fish makes me envious; I want to try my luck here too! Looking at the crystal-clear water of the river made Shi Tian’s hands itch with excitement.
Come on! I’ll take you to buy one; I know where they sell fishing rods! As soon as he heard Shi Tian wanted to join him for fishing, the little fisherman quickly packed up his gear and eagerly volunteered.
This little fisherman was quite enthusiastic; he had that kind of simple charm!
Ah! Then I’ll trouble you! Following behind the little fisherman, they climbed up some steps and dove into the town.
After winding through several alleys and corners, they found a small shop. This wasn’t a specialized place for selling fishing gear.
"Boss, we're here to buy a Fishing Rod!" As soon as they entered the store, Little Fisher shouted at the top of his lungs, nearly startling the dozing owner awake.
The owner had little desire to make a sale; with only a few coins in his pocket, he had to be cautious with any expenditure over ten. It might even be money he had taken from home, and if he sold something to Little Fisher, who knew if someone from his family would come looking for a refund?
However, upon catching sight of Shi Tian behind Little Fisher, the owner's demeanor instantly changed to one of enthusiasm.
"Fishing Rod? Yes! How many meters do you need?" He quickly sprang up and rushed to the counter, putting on a big smile.
"Five Meter Four or six Mi San! Do you have Marusei hooks?"
"Marusei? What’s that? Let me get it for you so you can choose!" He handed Shi Tian a six Mi San rod and brought out a whole bunch of items for Shi Tian to pick from.
After browsing through the selection, Shi Tian chose a roll of generic fishing line as the main line and some thinner line as the leader. He picked out several large hooks with the longest shanks and grabbed a couple of floats. After selecting a few small items, he paid for everything and began assembling his Fishing Set right in front of Little Fisher.
The Yellow Catfish was somewhat foolish; it would bite the hook so aggressively that it would swallow it whole, making it impossible to remove. Moreover, this fish had poisonous spines that caused discomfort for an extended period if pricked. Without a hook remover, he would have to make do with a handkerchief!
After putting together the Fishing Set, he followed Little Fisher down to the riverbank. Checking the time, he realized it was getting late; they were about to catch something soon.
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