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

Yang Qi had absolutely no interest in tomorrow's blind date.

Feeling upset, I walked out of the small house and looked up to see five people squatting in the shadows in the corner, each with a bucket of instant noodles in their hands, eating heartily.

Yang Qi couldn't help but laugh: "Five brothers, haven't you finished eating yet?"

Zhang Dazhuang, with noodles still in his mouth, glanced up at him but didn't respond.

He glanced towards the small house, making sure Su Guanyin hadn't followed him out, then put the flour bucket on the ground, walked over, and grabbed Yang Qi's arm.

"Brother Yang, may I speak to you in private?"

Yang Qi was dragged to a tree not far away.

"It's like this," Zhang Dazhuang said in a low voice, "Aren't you going on a blind date tomorrow? We brothers have discussed it and decided that you shouldn't close the fishing spot. You go on your blind date, and we'll fish. We won't lose a single penny."

Yang Qi was stunned.

"Just think of us as keeping watch for you," Zhang Dazhuang patted him on the shoulder. "Anyway, you're not afraid of anyone stealing from your reservoir. The fish are in the water, no one can steal them. Just go ahead and collect the money when you come back."

Yang Qisuan understood.

These five people have become attached to his reservoir; they can't wait a day without it being open.

He scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, actually... that was just a delaying tactic of mine."

"How so?"

Yang Qi glanced in the direction of the small house and said in a low voice, "I never planned to go on any blind dates."

"You..." Zhang Dazhuang opened his mouth, narrowed his eyes, then pointed his index finger meaningfully: "Good lad, you even lied to your own grandmother?"

Yang Qi said a little embarrassedly, "There's nothing I can do. You've seen my grandma; she's very stubborn. If I tell her I'm not going tomorrow, she'll nag me all night. I'll just agree first so she can sleep peacefully, and then I'll make up some excuse later."

"Okay, just open the door."

"Brother Zhang, you absolutely mustn't let anything slip in front of my grandma," Yang Qi cautioned.

"Don't worry." Zhang Dazhuang gave an OK sign. "I'm an expert at this kind of thing."

The two returned to the door of the small house, and Zhang Dazhuang squatted down in front of the four people and said a few words in a low voice.

After listening, the four of them simultaneously looked up at Yang Qi, then lowered their heads again to continue eating their noodles, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Qizheng was puzzled, when he heard Wang Jian mutter, "What's the big deal? I just told my wife I was going on a business trip today."

Chen Ming didn't even look up: "I said overtime."

Dai Jiangyang: "I said it was a class reunion."

Zhang Guolu said expressionlessly, "I said it was a company team building event."

All five of them stared at Zhang Dazhuang.

Zhang Dazhuang coughed lightly: "...I said my mother is in the hospital."

Wang Jian joked, "With that excuse, you'll be kneeling on the floor. You don't even block your wife when you post on WeChat Moments."

"Hahaha……"

A burst of laughter followed. Yang Qi shook his head and asked himself:

"Is this the self-cultivation of a fisherman?"

After finishing our meal and chatting for a while, we went fishing again.

Yang Qi also learned from them that Wang Jian's identity was not simple; he was Boss Wang, the owner of a company.

Looking at the five people fishing on the shore, he clicked his tongue and said, "Fishing buddies, fishing buddies, truly unassuming..."

The afternoon passed quickly.

Even without Yang Qi's deliberate control, their catch rate was not high.

There are many bites, but I can't catch anything. The float moves, and when I lift the rod, there's nothing.

Through mental observation, Yang Qi understood that those little fish were very clever; they would peck at something and run away, giving no chance at all.

The big fish, on the other hand, would slurp and slurp but wouldn't swallow the hook.

As dusk approaches, everyone has a few fish in their fish baskets.

Most of them are whitebait, weighing around 3 to 4 pounds, with the occasional crucian carp, carp, or grass carp weighing 6 to 7 pounds.

The sky was brownish-red, and the sun hung on the distant western mountains.

Wang Jian put down his fishing rod, stretched, and waved to Yang Qi: "Boss Yang, I want to go back to my fish."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked out the grass carp, which weighed over twenty pounds, from the fish basket, placing it aside separately. Pointing to the remaining fish, he said...

"I want to return all of these."

Zhang Dazhuang also came over with his fish basket and picked out the 57-pound grass carp:

"Me too, I'm sending these away."

Me too.

"Same."

Me too.

The five people did the same thing: they picked out the largest fish and kept it for themselves, while giving all the remaining smaller fish back to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi stood up with a smile: "I'll go get the electronic scale."

In the corner of the small house sat a blue electronic scale, with a maximum weight of 600 jin (300 kg), which Yang Qi had bought online in advance.

He came out with a scale and weighed the fish for them one by one.

The first one is Zhang Dazhuang, 21 jin, two yuan per jin, forty-two yuan.

Wang Jian weighed 18 jin and sold for 36 yuan.

Zhang Guolu weighed 24 jin (approximately 12 catties) and cost 48 yuan.

Chen Ming weighs 27 jin (approximately 18.5 catties) and costs 54 yuan.

Dai Jiangyang's was the least, only ten jin, and cost twenty yuan.

The total cost of the fish for the five people was just over two hundred yuan.

When Yang Qi paid the bill, he silently did the math in his mind. The five of them fished all day and he collected 1,750 yuan in fishing fees. After paying back the fish, he spent another 200 yuan, making a net profit of 1,550 yuan.

This doesn't even include the 209 yuan for instant noodles and sausages sold at noon.

More importantly, how much of a stir will those big fish that the five people took away cause in their social circles?

Those waves are the real wealth.

Zhang Dazhuang carried out the fifty-seven-pound bluefish; its body gleamed with a bluish-black sheen in the twilight.

"Boss Yang, could you take a picture of us?"

"Okay."

The five people immediately lined up and stood by the water, with the reservoir bathed in the setting sun in the background.

Each person held the biggest fish they had caught that day. Zhang Dazhuang stood in the middle, holding the head of the grass carp with his left hand and supporting its tail with his right. The fish's belly was pressed against his chest, almost covering his entire upper body.

Wang Jian stood to his left, holding the 20-pound grass carp in his arms. Zhang Guolu was on his right, while Chen Ming and Dai Jiangyang stood on the outermost side, each holding a grass carp.

"Come on, everyone, smile."

Yang Qi raised his phone.

The five of them burst into laughter, with Zhang Dazhuang laughing the loudest, feeling incredibly proud.

Yang Qi took several photos, both horizontal and vertical.

"Alright, take a look."

After taking the picture, he handed the phone back to Zhang Dazhuang.

The five people immediately formed a circle, huddled together to look at the screen.

"This one is good, the lighting is great."

"Why are my eyes closed? Reshoot! Reshoot!"

"Send it to me, send it to me, I want to post this on my WeChat Moments."

Yang Qi took a few more photos of them, and only then were the five of them satisfied enough to pack up their equipment.

After fussing around for a while, the five of them descended the mountain with their spoils.

Upon arriving at the car, each person hung the large fish in the trunk.

The car door closed, and they sped away, the five cars lined up and drove off along the road.

The car wasn't going fast, and there were still many pedestrians on the road when we passed through the town.

"Wow, look what's hanging on the back of that car! A huge grass carp!"

"That bluefish must be bigger, right? It must weigh 50 pounds!"

"Not only that, look at that size, it feels like she weighs at least 70 or 80 pounds."

"Where did you catch that? Where around here can you find such a big fish?"

"..."

Discussions rose and fell.

Five people sat in their respective cars with the windows rolled down.

Feeling the curious gazes and words directed at them, the five of them smiled, their vanity overflowing.