When I went home for Chinese New Year, I spent a million times more money on my foreign wife.

The rope was taut, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

Chen Yang, however, was not in a hurry to close the net.

He slowly pulled a portable portable gas stove from his huge backpack, lit it, and placed the moka pot on it.

Pure milk was poured into the small pot next to it, and soon it started to bubble and steam.

"That's... all done?"

The old fisherman watched from the sidelines, frowning deeply.

"Let the fish swim a little longer."

Chen Yang even took out two folding stools and pulled Katyusha to sit down. "With this kind of large net, you have to let the lead fish lead the school of fish into it. The deeper they go, the more tightly they get caught."

The fragrance wafted through the cold air.

The aroma of roasted coffee mingled with the sweetness of milk, clashing with the surrounding cold, fishy Jiang style.

Katyusha was so excited she couldn't sit still.

She would frequently venture closer to the dark, icy entrance.

That ice cave was like a bottomless abyss, with undercurrents surging beneath.

"Splash—"

A wave rippled across the water.

Katyusha's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she leaned forward, as if she wanted to dunk her head in the water to see what was going on.

"Don't fall! Come back!"

Chen Yang reacted quickly, grabbing her from behind and pulling her back onto the stool.

"It's dangerous to fall into that ice hole."

Katyusha pouted and retorted, "I'm not afraid of the cold, and I can even go diving."

Chen Yang shoved a steaming hot latte into her hand. "Drink this to warm yourself up, so you'll have the energy to work later."

The old man stood to the side, smoking his pipe, shaking his head as if watching a joke: "Young man, that's enough. In this stagnant bay, you'd be lucky to catch any small fish. Making such a big fuss won't get you anything."

Chen Yang took a sip of coffee and glanced at the Rolex on his wrist.

Time's up.

He stood up and patted the snow off his backside.

"Everyone, come here!"

Chen Yang gave a greeting.

The bodyguard captain, who was 1.9 meters tall and had a muscular build, immediately led nine burly men in black to surround them.

The group of people who stood like statues in the wind and snow a moment ago are now moving around, their momentum is more ferocious than a school of fish.

"Listen to my command."

Chen Yang grabbed the main net rope.

"One, two, three, go!"

The group exerted their strength simultaneously.

creak- creak-

The ice surface was shaking.

The net ropes were taut as steel bars, indicating that there was quite a lot of cargo hanging underwater.

"So heavy?"

Chen Yang grunted, his anti-slip studs digging into the ice, causing the veins on his neck to bulge.

The old man shook his pipe, and a spark fell onto the back of his hand without him noticing.

Did it get stuck on the bottom?

If it's all rotten wood, the net will be ruined.

Just then, the water boiled.

The once calm black water surface began to churn violently as if it had been boiled.

The first fish has surfaced.

It wasn't some small fish or shrimp, but a carp that was half a meter long, its golden-red scales shimmering dazzlingly in the sunlight.

Then came the second, the third...

It's not coming out one by one, it's gushing out in clusters!

"Go! Speed ​​up!"

Chen Yang roared.

The bodyguards roared in unison, their arm muscles bulging, and they sped up the netting.

Splash!

The huge net finally broke free of the water.

In that instant, the whole world seemed to turn silver.

Countless bighead carp, carp, crucian carp, and grass carp thronged together, jumping wildly in the net. The sound of their tails slapping against the ice was like a dense drumbeat, even drowning out the howling of the river wind.

There are too many fish.

Some fish were even squeezed so much that they jumped out of the net and slid several meters across the ice.

This isn't fishing, it's practically blowing up the Dragon Palace!

"My God..."

The old man dropped his pipe, his eyes wide with disbelief. "This...this is like raiding the Dragon King's lair?!"

He had lived by the river for decades and had never seen anything like it.

Is this the legendary "net explosion"?

Still in this stagnant, godforsaken cove?!

"Hurrah!!!"

Katyusha could no longer hold back.

She threw down her coffee, let out an excited scream, and plunged into the mountain of lively fish.

Snapped!

A large, fathead fish weighing over 20 kilograms slammed its tail into Katyusha's face.

The icy river water splashed all over her face.

Most girls would have cried by now, but Katyusha laughed like a child who had just received a new toy.

She grabbed the fathead fish, which was thicker than her thigh, and ignoring the slimy mucus, rubbed her face against its head.

"Big fish! Chen Yang, look! It's alive! And it's incredibly strong!"

The fish's tail was still thrashing about, making her down jacket slap loudly.

"Be careful not to let the fish fins scratch the expert!"

Chen Yang called out and went over to help her hold down the fish head.

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Chen, who were in the distance, also saw the commotion and ran over, supporting each other.

"Oh my god! There are so many fish!"

Looking at the silvery sheen on the ground, Chen Ma couldn't stop smiling. "Yangzi, did we catch all of this?"

"Absolutely."

Chen Yang casually picked up a red-tailed carp that was still jumping around. "Mom, tonight we're having stewed fish in an iron pot."

"Great! Great! May you have abundance every year, this is a very auspicious sign!"

Mr. Chen was so happy that his face was full of wrinkles. He didn't care about the cold and took off his gloves to start picking fish into the large plastic bag.

A crowd of onlookers gathered around.

Those who had been watching the spectacle, skating, and spinning tops all formed a circle.

They all looked at the mountain of fish, their mouths watering with envy.

"This is incredible! How can this place produce so many fish?"

"This young man is skilled; he's even better than those old hands."

The old man stood in the crowd, his face as red as a monkey's bottom. He picked up the tobacco pouch from the ground, wanting to leave but reluctant to leave the scene, so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands.

Chen Yang glanced at him but didn't point it out. Instead, he casually picked up two large, fat grass carp and handed them over.

"Sir, we can't possibly eat all these fish. Please take these two home and make a soup. Consider it a blessing for you."

The old man was stunned, and his hands trembled as he took the fish.

He was just mocking someone, and they immediately gave him fish.

This is the situation.

"Thank you... thank you, young man. With your skills, I think you must be the reincarnation of the Dragon King." The old man stammered out these words after a long pause.

"Since we've all run into each other, it must be fate!"

Standing beside the pile of fish, Chen Yang shouted to the villagers who had gathered around, "Anyone who wants some fish, help themselves! Don't be shy! It's all for the festive spirit!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Really?"

"Are you really giving it away?"

"Of course! Look at their car, their entourage, do they really need those two fish?"

The villagers didn't stand on ceremony and came forward one after another, some with plastic bags and others with straw ropes.

Chen Yang wasn't bothered. Taking those thousand-pound fish back would be a hassle anyway, so he figured he might as well do a favor.

Finally, the bodyguards filled three large storage boxes, but the fish were still piled high.

Katyusha still clung tightly to the biggest fathead fish, refusing to give it to anyone else and insisting on carrying it to the car herself.

I'm going to keep this fish.

She sat in the back seat of the Mercedes, her floral-patterned jacket covered in fish scales and slime, water droplets clinging to her face, yet she looked serious.

Chen Yang started the car and glanced back.

The fish's mouth opened and closed, and it looked like it was about to turn belly up.

"Fine, you can take care of it."

Chen Yang smiled indulgently, "But it seems to be a little short of oxygen, we need to hurry home and give it... a steam bath."

"A steam bath?"

Katyusha's eyes lit up. "Great idea! I want to take a bath too!"

Chen Yang didn't dare to reply.

Chen Yang didn't dare to reply.

The silly wife hadn't realized that this "steam bath" was actually a pot.

The convoy, filled with the smell of fish and laughter, headed towards Kaoshantun.