Let's go back to 2008, starting with a recreational fishing park.

Online, Jiang Xia learned that Qin Songnian is not only a national intangible cultural heritage inheritor, but also the current president of the Shandong Provincial Fishing Association.

In addition, he also noticed that this old man was not only the president of the fishing association, but also the vice president of the calligraphy association and the cultural association.

Moreover, before his retirement, he worked in the provincial propaganda department.

At this moment, how could Jiang Xia not lower his posture when facing such a big shot!

Perhaps noticing Jiang Xia's slight reserve, Qin Songnian smiled and patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder:

"Little one, don't be nervous, this old man has a very good temper! Just show your youthful spirit!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia smiled and said, "Elder Qin, as a junior, I dare not be disrespectful in front of you!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Songnian burst into laughter:

"You're an interesting little guy. You're not that old, but you act like someone in their forties or fifties."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia immediately felt a little embarrassed. It's true, if you factor in his age from his previous life…

Then, he heard Qin Songnian ask, "Little one, how old are you this year?"

"I am 24 years old this year!" Jiang Xia said immediately upon hearing this.

"Oh?" Qin Songnian raised an eyebrow. "You're not even as old as my grandson!"

Jiang Xia laughed heartily: "Really? How old is your grandson this year?"

Qin Songnian stroked his beard, as if remembering something frustrating, and said angrily:

"My grandson is 26 this year, and he's still messing around all day. He doesn't have a proper job, and he doesn't even have a girlfriend! Compared to you, he's far behind!"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Jiang Xia did not offer any opinion but simply smiled shyly at him.

Seeing Jiang Xia's state and thinking of his own grandson, Qin Songnian sighed, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; this old man can't control them."

As he spoke, he patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder:

"Come on, little one, come with this old man to see your business!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobo immediately went over to help the old man, fearing that he might accidentally fall.

Unexpectedly, Qin Songnian shook off his hand and said:

"No need to help me, this old man is still in good health!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xia praised, "Old Qin, you are truly vigorous for your age! Looking at your spirit, you don't seem like someone in their seventies or eighties!"

Jiang Xia was telling the truth about this. Putting aside physical appearance, Qin Songnian did indeed look very energetic.

After all, it makes sense. If this old man's health wasn't good, he wouldn't be able to serve as the president of the fishing association at such an advanced age.

In fact, this is a virtuous cycle. The older people are, the healthier they are, especially if they follow Qin Songnian's example.

……

By the reservoir, Jiang Xia and Qin Songnian, one old and one young, were strolling leisurely with their hands behind their backs.

Behind the two were a large group of people.

These people are the other judges and referees from the fishing association who came this time.

Among them was a TV host that Ma Yuzhen had found for Jiang Xia; they were also among these people.

At this time, Su Qing, Jiang Xiaobo, and Yang Xiaoyue were all in the back, responsible for entertaining these people and explaining some things about the fishing grounds and their development.

At the very front, Jiang Xia didn't explain the reservoir to the old man, but instead pointed to the barren mountains not far away and said:

"Mr. Qin, what do you think of that mountain not far away?"

The old man, with his hands behind his back, carefully examined the mountain and said:

"The base of that mountain is connected to your reservoir; it's a good place."

Jiang Xia smiled and said, "Old Qin, it's already August in the lunar calendar. After we finish the autumn harvest, you can come over and I'll find a small dog to personally chase a rabbit up the mountain for you to stew."

The old man's eyes lit up at this, but he immediately sighed, "You brat, it's not like I'm chasing you away now, are you just trying to tempt this old man?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia waved his hands repeatedly:

"How could that be, Elder Qin? I was just thinking of letting you come and play again later."

He continued, "You must be so bored staying in the city all day. Come to my countryside, after the autumn harvest there will be grasshoppers. Get some kids to catch some, fry them in peanut oil, and have them with a little wine. Wouldn't that be great?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Songnian stroked his beard:

"You little brat, stop talking about food! If you do, this old man might just stay here and not leave!"

Jiang Xia then laughed heartily and pointed to his own reservoir, saying, "How about we sit down and fish for a while, Old Qin?"

As the president of the fishing association, Qin Songnian had been fishing all his life. When he received Jiang Xia's invitation, he immediately sat down at the fishing spot closest to them.

Then, he said to his assistant, who was standing not far away, "Go get my fishing rod. I want to cast it a couple of times to stretch these old bones!"

Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately ran towards the parking lot of the fishing pond.

A moment later, he came running over with several long bamboo fishing rods in his arms.

When Jiang Xia saw the fishing rod that the other party brought, he knew that it must have been made by Qin Songnian himself.

I just don't know how it compares to the one Zhao Dahai sponsored for me.

Although that one wasn't cheap, it was made by Qin Songnian himself, so it was probably better for him to use it himself.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobo also jogged over and grabbed Jiang Xia's fishing rod.

Qin Songnian glanced at Jiangxia's fishing rod, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He then picked out a fishing rod from his collection and handed it to Jiang Xia.

"Using this? You're supposed to be a fishing pond owner, look at the junk you're using!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia took the fishing rod and smiled somewhat awkwardly.

He himself thought his fishing rod was quite good; he used it when he went fishing for big fish with Su Qing.

However, he still chose to accept the golden bamboo fishing rod that Qin Songnian offered him.

In all this time, he had never used a handmade bamboo fishing rod to fish.

Although he also had a bamboo fishing rod handmade by Qin Songnian.

However, the price tag of 30,000 yuan made Jiang Xia put aside his desire to try it out.

He was genuinely afraid of accidentally breaking it again, which would be a real problem.

Now that Qin Songnian has handed him one, he'll have to really test how well this handmade bamboo fishing rod feels in actual use.

……

As Jiang Xia and Qin Songnian sat down at their fishing spots, Jiang Xiaobo, seeing that everyone present was from the fishing community, gave Jiang Xia a wink. After Jiang Xia nodded slightly, Jiang Xiaobo invited everyone to sit down and experience firsthand the fishing conditions at the Qingshan Fishing Park reservoir.