A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

It was almost 23 p.m. when I left Yang Youhe's house.

The village was very quiet; even the barking of dogs had ceased, and only the chirping of insects could be heard in the grass.

"Ha..." Yang Xiaojin yawned and asked, "Brother, that Yang happy, he won't come causing trouble again tomorrow, will he?"

"Come on then." Yang Qi said calmly, "People who bully the weak and fear the strong are nothing to be afraid of."

I had only taken a few steps when both phones simultaneously rang with the lazy voice of "Red envelopes have arrived."

The two paused, opened their WeChat accounts, and saw a red envelope notification pop up for the profile picture of a landscape and the note "Dad".

"Brother Lao, why is Dad giving us red envelopes all of a sudden?" Yang Qi looked up, looking completely bewildered.

Yang Xiaojin looked at her phone, but didn't open it. She frowned and thought for a moment: "I'll just ask."

"I can't bring myself to ask you."

"Brother..." Yang Xiaojin looked at his brother, wanting to say something, but seeing Yang Qi turn off his phone screen, he swallowed his words and said, "Sigh, okay."

Yang Xiaojin shook his head, looked down and opened the chat box: Dad, why are you sending red envelopes?

Voice messages are answered instantly.

"Can't I post this if there's nothing wrong? Remember, I'm your father. And you brat, who gave you the courage to resign? Your brother? That idiot?"

Yang Xiaojin listened to the voice message and glanced up at Yang Qi. Yang Qi was looking at the screen and his lips twitched when he heard "idiot".

"You two are really something. Just take the money and use it to get rid of these idiots."

Then another message popped up: "Buy a tricycle for running errands at home, so it'll be easier to haul goods. I have to go to work tomorrow, that's all, your mom and I are going to sleep now."

Yang Xiaojin looked up at Yang Qi, who was leaning over to look, and said, "I didn't get any answers."

"Then accept it; it'll put their minds at ease." Yang Qi opened his phone and clicked to receive the red envelope.

The red envelope was opened, and the number popped up: 50000.

Wow... Old Deng, sharp tongue but soft heart, he just threw out 5. Looks like Grandma made a call.

Yang Xiaojin opened her own red envelope, which also contained 50,000 yuan.

"Tsk, 50,000, what about you, bro?"

Me too.

Yang Qi put down his phone, looked up at the dark sky, and said in a low voice, "Dad, Mom has had a hard time too. We have to work harder."

On the other side, Lai Lingling stared at her phone screen and saw two transfer records showing "received." A smile immediately spread across her face, and she excitedly called out to Yang Wenshang beside the bed:

"They've taken it! Old Yang, they've taken it!"

"Just accept it, why are you so happy? 10 yuan is half a year's salary for both of us gone!"

"Well, you can't say that. If they really do something big, it'll be worth spending 10."

"Indeed." Yang Wenshang nodded in agreement.

The phone vibrated twice as soon as I finished speaking.

Looking down, I saw that the two brothers had sent me messages.

Eldest son: Fifty thousand, that's generous enough. I bet you've even taken out your savings for your future wife? You'll pay it back.

"That kid's stubborn." Lai Lingling took sides, clicking on her younger son's message:

Dad, thank you. I'll pay you back as soon as I earn the money.

Yang Wenshang took the phone, looked at the screen, typed, thought for a moment, and then gave Yang a hint: I'm the father, what's wrong with being generous? If you don't want to, then forget it.

To Yang Xiaojin: Be more careful in your work, don't be as reckless as your brother.

Yang Qi: Pshaw, might as well take it. Thanks.

Yang Xiaojin: I know. Your idea is really brilliant, and there's a high chance it will work. You and Mom can relax. I'm going to sleep now; I have a lot to do tomorrow.

Yang Wenshang, having nothing to do with Yang Qi's message, sent it to Yang Xiaojin: Okay, you guys go ahead and do your thing, I'm going to sleep too.

Lai Lingling watched the father and son talking, pointed at Yang Wenshang's forehead, and said angrily, "Can't you speak to the eldest son a little nicer? You two have sharp tongues but soft hearts."

"Go away, turn off the lights and go to sleep."

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The village is starting to get lively again, as evidenced by the occasional crowing of roosters.

As always, Su Guanyin got up early, around 5:50 a.m.

When Yang Qi came downstairs, his wife was already busy at the stove. The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and noodles were cooking in the pot.

"Grandma, so early." Yang Qi yawned.

"What do you mean 'early'? The sun's already high in the sky." Su Guanyin didn't even turn her head.

Yang Qi knew better than to argue. He poured himself a glass of water, drank it, changed his shoes, and went outside.

"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" Su Guanyin called from behind.

"Let's eat at the reservoir, just some instant noodles to tide us over."

Su Guanyin muttered, "What!"

Yang Qi pretended not to hear clearly and didn't dare to turn around.

Yang Xiaojin also got up at 6:30.

Su Guanyin had already served the cooked vermicelli and fried eggs.

Yang Xiaojin sat down, ate two bowls, wiped his mouth, and stood up.

"Grandma, I'm going to town. You can arrange these tables, chairs, and benches around the house as you see fit. If we need more, we can talk about it when I get back."

Su Guanyin looked at him and asked, "What are you going to ride?"

"Isn't there an electric scooter?" Yang Xiaojin said with a smile, pushing the electric scooter out and about to start it.

"Wait a minute." Su Guanyin wiped her hands on her apron, took out a handful of money from her pocket, and handed over 10 red bills.

"Here's the thousand yuan."

"No need, Grandma, I have money."

"It's your business if you have money, and it's Grandma's business if she gives it to you. Here you go."

Yang Xiaojin couldn't refuse, so he took the money, put it in his pocket, and rode away on his bike.

Su Guanyin stood at the door watching him walk away. Xiaojin was so much more sensible and worry-free than his brother. And thinking about it, he was already 20 this year…

Yang Xiaojin went to town and spent 1 yuan to buy a brand new fuel-powered tricycle.

Yang Xiaojin put the electric scooter on and then went to buy stools, bowls and chopsticks, several cases of mineral water, ingredients, seasonings, and so on.

The back of the tricycle was packed full, and Yang Xiaojin rode it back home with a sputtering sound.

When passing by the reservoir, I saw cars, vans, and motorcycles parked along the roadside from the entrance to the mountain.

Some vehicles were already empty, while others had just stopped and people were unloading equipment.

Yang Xiaojin silently counted in his mind that there were at least sixty or seventy vehicles on this stretch of road alone.

He felt relieved.

Back home, Su Guanyin cleaned up the cement ground in front of both the new house and the old house.

"Grandma, you clean up the first floor, I'll go clean up the old house." Yang Xiaojin unloaded the things from the car and then took a broom to the old house.

The old house is divided into three sections on two floors. The ancestral hall is in the middle, which is the most empty and largest. The two sides are the residential areas with the most empty rooms. There are three kitchens in total across the three sections.

Despite the cool weather in August, it feels slightly chilly, giving it a more comfortable feel in winter and summer compared to a self-built red brick house.

It's very comfortable, not stuffy at all, just a lot of gray, um... there's chicken poop too.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this old house plus the cement ground in front must have been exhausting, it must be two or three hundred square meters..."

"Damn, we have to finish this before lunchtime."

At eight o'clock sharp, Gu Cai Pang came downstairs in slippers, her hair a mess like a bird's nest. After a quick wash...

I ate the breakfast I had prepared for him in the kitchen; the noodles had already clumped together.

Gu Cai Pang finished his meal in a few bites, wiped his mouth, and headed towards the reservoir.

He stopped at the intersection.

Starting from the roadside at your feet and extending towards the mountains, cars lined up one after another, filling the entire road.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Gu Cai smacked his lips, "It seems that Brother Yang's reservoir project is really going to be implemented."

"I wonder if Old Deng came."

After making a comment, Gu Caicai continued walking up the mountain.

By the reservoir, Yang Qi leaned against a chair in front of the small house. In front of him was a folding table with a sign that read "Payment Office," a registration form, and a pen.

Next to it stood a sign that read, "Two hundred for half a day, three hundred and fifty for a day, and two yuan per pound for fish."

Looking at the crowds today, Yang Qi couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

People started arriving gradually from 6:30, some alone, some in groups of three or five.

Some people had obviously come here after watching the video online, and the first thing they asked about was the 400-pound grass carp.

Some of them were brought by experienced anglers, fully equipped and with confident expressions.

My phone rings once for every payment I receive.

When Gu Caipang walked to the front of the small house, Yang Qi had just collected money from 199 people.

Good morning, Brother Yang.

"Fatty, you're here." Yang Qi looked up with a bright smile.

"How many people are there today? I see the roadside is full of cars," Gu Cai Pang asked.

Yang Qi held up two fingers and shook them: "Including you, it's exactly two hundred."

Without saying a word, Gu Caipang took out his phone and scanned the code.

"350 yuan received via WeChat".

Then he stuffed his phone into his pocket, pulled up a chair, and sat down right next to Yang Qi.

I have absolutely no intention of fishing.

Yang Qi frowned at him: "No, Fatty, don't sit there. The equipment is inside. Go fishing."

"No, no, no." Gu Caipang shook his head, his whole body trembling. "Fishing is just something I do on the side. I came mainly because I was bored."

"I'm not giving the money back."

Gu Cai Pang laughed heartily: "Brother Yang, do I look like someone who's short of money? Consider it payment for entertaining me last night."

"He's certainly fat enough; he doesn't look short of money."

"Hey, Yang, I don't like hearing that," Gu Caipang said smugly, pinching the fat on his belly.

"See that? That's real power. Rich people aren't thin; the thin ones are all laborers."

Yang Qi remained silent, then gave a thumbs up: "...Impressive, I concede defeat. But Fatty, you really should lose weight."

"I'll reduce it when I get back to school..."

As the two were talking, a rough voice came from the side.

"Boss, you have 400 jin of grass carp in your reservoir?"

Yang Qi put on a professional smile, stood up and greeted him: "Yes, yes, how did you know, brother?"

I saw it online.

The man was burly and strong, with arms thicker than Yang Qi's thighs. He carried a very thick fishing rod, glanced at the shore, frowned, and said, "Let's do it for one day first."

"350 yuan received via WeChat."

The man carried the pole and left. Yang Qi sat down again, and then 66 more people arrived.

By around 8:30, almost no one came.

Looking at the registration form, Yang Qi saw that out of 267 people, 200 spent a day and 67 spent half a day, earning 83400 just from consumption.

100% of them are repeat customers; all 50 people came yesterday.

Including the first three days, in less than a week, I earned over 10 yuan, which is a precise profit of 103134 yuan.

In just a few days, his net worth reached over 15. Yang Qi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He decided not to pay back the money he owed his uncle and the others until things had calmed down.

He glanced at Gu Caipang, who was playing on his phone, and then consciously brought up the system panel.

Name: Yang Qi

Binding: Yangjiacun Reservoir

[Number of anglers: 267]

[Cumulative Time Multiplier: 2680x]

Species found in the reservoir include: whitebait, crucian carp, common carp, black carp, grass carp, bream, silver carp, bighead carp, loach...

Mutant species: None

The encyclopedia entry is not yet unlocked. Explanation conditions: 20 anglers, 10 of each of the four major freshwater fish weighing over 100 jin (approximately 50 kg).

Progress: 20 anglers, Grass carp: 10, Silver carp: None, Bighead carp: None, Black carp: 6

[Subscription complete; phase-one reward conditions met; reward being distributed.]

[Reward 1, Controllable Multiplier: Allows you to control the time acceleration multiplier within the existing multiplier range.]

[2. The World of Water and Ocean: Twice the size of Blue Star in terms of water area, also known as the Reservoir Supplementary Space World, connected to the reservoir, where the entry and exit of fish are solely under your control.]

This indirectly increases the reservoir's area, and the reservoir's acceleration effect can be added to it. Note: Once the effect is added, the reservoir will lose its acceleration effect.

[3. The reservoir's center depth is 100 meters, and its current maximum depth is 150 meters.]

[4. One top-tier parking garage card: can accommodate 4000 vehicles at a time. After use, the vehicles will appear in a suitable manner.]

[5. God-level continuous fishing rod: Never breaks, and fish weighing over 100 pounds will definitely bite.]

This is a basic fishing luck technique. After learning it, you can condense the power of blood and qi in your body, and unleash powerful force when fishing.

[6. One 1000-jin (500 catties) mutated dragon-shaped koi, and two 600-jin (300 kg) iron-headed grass carp.]

[The reward distribution space is now open. The next phase of rewards will accumulate to 5000 participants, and currently there are 268 participants.]

Hearing these rewards, Yang Qi was stunned. Before he could process them, a roar came from the sky.

Everyone looked up.

A dark gray private helicopter emerged from behind the mountain, skimming low over the treetops, its rotors creating ripples on the water's surface.

"Holy crap, a helicopter?"

"How come there's a helicopter here?"

"Whose is it? Which big shot is here?"

The situation on the shore was in an uproar.

"Could they be from a TV station? Here for an interview?"

"What kind of interview are you doing? It's only been open a few days and you're already doing interviews?"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses analyzed the situation logically: "Look at this flight path, it's low altitude and there's no fixed route, so it's most likely privately owned."

There's no airport in this area; the nearest one takes an hour or two to fly here. Anyone who can take off and land a helicopter in a place like this is no ordinary person.

Someone nearby chimed in, "Could they be here to fish?"

Before he could finish speaking, someone retorted, "Are you crazy? You're flying a helicopter to fish? The gas money would be enough to buy a truckload of fish."

"That's not necessarily true. You wouldn't understand the tastes of the rich."

A young man raised his phone to take a picture of the sky, muttering, "If this were posted online, it would definitely go viral. I've already thought of a title—'Mysterious Tycoon Arrives at Yangjia Village Reservoir by Helicopter, Just to Catch a 400-Pound Grass Carp.'"

"That's clickbait."

"What's wrong with clickbait titles? As long as there are clicks, that's all that matters!"

Yang Qi stood at the door of the small house, looking up at the helicopter flying lower and lower, the sound of the propeller growing louder and louder, making the leaves on the shore rustle.

The helicopter circled over the reservoir, as if selecting a landing spot.

Gu Caipang leaned back in his chair, squinting at the helicopter, a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

He recognized the dark gray helicopter at a glance.

Although the small gold "Gu" logo on the tail was deliberately covered up, he had seen the paint and the painting style too many times.

Tsk, old Deng, is this really necessary to make such a big show of it?

Flying a helicopter to fish, as if you're afraid people won't know you're rich?

Gu Cai Pang cursed his old man in his heart, but his expression remained calm as he yawned.

He changed his posture, turned the chair so his back was to the helicopter, picked up his phone and pretended to watch videos, while keeping glancing at the helicopter out of the corner of his eye.

who cares.

Just don't acknowledge me as your father...