Chapter 37: Is something not quite right somewhere?

These few days staying in the temple, all day fiddling with the millet seedlings in the medicine field, watching the greenness before his eyes, taking the chance he stepped out into the mountains for a walk.

"This place is good."

The woods weren't particularly dense, and the foliage wasn't lush at all.

But it was very quiet, the birds' chirps standing out even more, making him couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The stream gurgled, and not far away there was a cliff wall, pouring down big clumps of mountain springs that gathered in the concave pits, overflowing into the small stream.

Pebbles paved the ground, and in the stream there were quite a few shimmering under the sparse sunlight, rippling with the flow and creating sparkling light.

He picked up a pebble in hand, Chen Yu swayed to the side and arched his back, swung his arm, and saw the stone slice spinning and flying over the water surface, slapping out three or five water flowers, until it hit the mountain rock and barely stopped, then fell into the water.

Splash!

The sinking stone slice startled the surroundings, several silver crucians panicked and darted away, splashing bubbles.

Indeed there were fish.

He looked, face clear, knew today's trip would definitely set a record, sweeping away the previous failures and restoring the angler's prestige.

Found a bay where the wind was calm and the waves still, the water flow not so turbulent. Chen Yu untied all sorts of items from his body, arranged them one by one in front of him.

Stringing bait, lowering the rod.

Threw two handfuls of millet.

What he could take out now was just this, even couldn't think of soaking some wine rice, but the bait nest couldn't be less.

This was the soul of wild fishing.

The rice fell, some floating on the surface, some sinking to the bottom, attracting swimming fish.

"If only there were corn."

Corn kernels were also beloved by fish, especially grass carp, they loved to eat them most.

Actually, he himself also really wanted to eat them.

Whether corn porridge, corn cakes, steamed corn, or corn steamed buns, hadn't tasted them for a long time.

Unfortunately, no in the foothills, and didn't know where in some mountain nook waiting to be discovered.

Dong ~

The bait fell into the water, the float bobbed.

Gentle breeze, bringing some fragrance of grass and trees, he raised his eyes looking not far, on a slanted ancient tree, hanging on the branches the vine bearing orange-yellow fruits, some still with faint greenness, but also a few ripe, emitting fragrance.

He hit the float, stood up walked a few steps away, then from the shallow place of the stream waded across, came under the tree jumping to pick a string.

About ten or so, dragon eye size.

Picked and selected, finally left only five ripe ones in his bosom.

Back to the opposite bank, rinsing with mountain spring water, Chen Yu sat on the stone beach, staring at the float while feeling the cool breeze and the gurgling water sound. The mountain wilderness was quiet, and with it he seemed to have lost all sorts of distracting thoughts, his mind becoming peaceful.

Pinched the fruit peeled off the outer skin, exposing the faintly whitish flesh. Took a bite.

The juice was sweet and moistening the palate.

At this time, the float twitched, he bit the fruit in mouth, then suddenly lunged forward half a foot, lifting the rod.

Splash splash.

The stream flowing, Chen Yu looking at the empty fishhook coming and going in front, for a moment seemed to return to the stone pool behind the mountain.

"This place won't have a black fish too!"

Fact proved black fish was just that one, now estimate still waiting in the mountain, but the small fish in the stream were really too many.

One after another, almost without interruption, but always couldn't pull up. Up and down dozens of rods, let alone fish, didn't see half a fish tail.

Fishing time always went fast, but Chen Yu felt like time was dragging, sitting dazed on the stone beach, blankly looking at the fish basket that still hadn't been put in water.

Where did the problem come from?

No fish in the water? He shook his head, this stream obviously had quite a few fish, not many human traces, environment excellent.

He racked his brains, couldn't think, total impossible that this world's fish didn't eat earthworms, that wouldn't be possible, previous times black fish also took the bait, just always lost the hook, didn't manage to catch.

This was a matter of technique and luck.

Chen Yu pondered for a moment, still changed the place. This time finally had harvest—a loach about thumb thick swimming, round head with small eyes on top, mouth wide open, scales on body smaller than rice grains.

His eyelid twitched, he threw this guy back into the water, too small, about one inch. Removing internal organs, put in oil pot probably can't find shadow.

Throw farther, hope it doesn't come back craving the bait.

The stream was icy cool, flowing around his legs, leaving soft floating sensation.

At this moment, Chen Yu was bending over standing on a shallow beach.

Found several places where water flowed in pits, placed the shrimp basket in hand inside, buried stones, padded at the bottom.

Straightened up, gaze fell on this water area that had been placed five or six baskets, he helplessly sighed, sure enough himself and fish didn't match.

In the distance, a long rod inserted in the ground, one end hanging thin line, float quietly still in water.

Too difficult.

More than two hours couldn't open, still look for crabs, catch some loaches to come quick.

Of course, this small stream not comparable to the one in the mountain forest he met, mountain crabs and loaches rare, instead in shallow water places many small pincher shrimps, rice shrimps.

The former mostly in underwater stone crevices, latter concentrated in shore edge water grass, vines.

Chen Yu gave up guarding the rod waiting for fish, simply first arrange the baskets well, catch a few shrimp back not bad.

As long as not empty handed return.

Fishing people, never empty handed.

Muttering to himself a bit, he managed to put most baskets down, only left the largest one. Then saw him stepping in the stream, bringing stones, blocking the narrowest water channel behind him.

Left a gap in the middle, shrimp basket filled inside, stone arranged neatly. In this way, water flowed through the gaps, but fish and shrimps could only drill into the basket.

Then came waiting, Chen Yu back to the fishing spot continuing his unfinished wild fishing. Whether caught or not didn't matter, just this time outing to relax, comprehend nature.

Thinking this way, suddenly felt the depression somewhat dissipated.

"Retract the rod, go back!"

Splash splash!

The sky not early, Chen Yu didn't want to waste time in vain, the fishing rod still didn't open—actually couldn't say that, at least today indeed caught a monster.

Less than one inch.

Came to the stream side, lifted the previously placed basket, looked in, then he silent.

Only saw two silver crucians about four fingers big jumping non-stop, snapping snapping, full of vitality.

The basket not big, these two estimate have three or two up, in the mountain forest wild already not small, almost filling the entire shrimp basket.

What is this? Lost the east and got the west?

He shook his head lightly smiling, rolled up his pants leg, stepped into the water.

Lifted another, a big crab swaggering.

Another one, a palm-sized fat crucian fish staring big eyes, without god looking at sky.

"..."

Chen Yu thought, this one seems to be the shrimp basket right?

Why did you all keep drilling in?

Then he turned head, looked at the clever fishing rod placed on the shore, this one is made from bamboo, hanging, dried for several days, spent considerable effort personally making the fishing tool, several times failed, didn't get to taste fishy.

Look again at the casually woven shrimp basket, planned to use twice then burn as firewood, for a moment, he didn't know what to say, could only silently lift one shrimp basket after another.

Crabs, loaches, crucian fish all present.

However he looked at these harvests, for a long time speechless.

Indeed all had, far exceeding expectation.

"But..."

"Why is there just no shrimp?"

The largest shrimp basket was held in his hand, with the sound of water, the full fish squeezed together.

Chen Yu stood steady in the stream, very puzzled.