Chapter 1: The Big Carp

The sun was shining outside, and it stands to reason that it should be a happy day, but Cheng Lin inside the house was not in a good mood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a small mud room, as soon as the door is opened, there is a lobby, a wing room on the left and right, and behind the lobby is a kitchen and grocery room, Cheng Lin is sitting at the table of the eight immortals in the lobby, with a black face and a wandering gaze.

"Isn't it! Could it be that space-time wormholes really exist? Cheng Lin muttered to himself, feeling like a mess in his head.

This is not to blame him, after all, such a thing as crossing rebirth only exists in legends, and normal people will definitely not be able to accept it for a while.

Cheng Lin is a normal person, although he has successfully obtained a doctorate degree from Zhejiang University from an orphan, but he is still a normal person after all, so he has not thought about such a thing as crossing rebirth from sunrise to midday.

"Gollum"

Touching his stomach, Cheng Lin sighed: "Alas, I was already getting ahead, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen just by going to the school to get a degree certificate!" Is Heaven going to torture people like me? Am I not bitter enough? ”

How can an orphan be admitted to university and get the opportunity to study for a master's degree and a doctorate when he is in college?

It's not a desperate fight yet!

But God gave him a joke, and more than ten years of hard work came to naught in an instant, and now everything is starting from scratch!

It seems that everything is very beautiful, China in the new century is full of gold, and if you are not careful, you will become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the peak of life!

But now it's 04 years old, and Cheng Lin is only 15 years old, in local dialect, it's "a cub who hasn't grown hair", what can he do?

What's more, Cheng Lin was originally a scholar, and he only read sage books, and he had no concept of other stocks or lotteries, let alone use this to make money or something!

"What kind of architecture do you study, if TMD had known that one day there would be, I should have read programming!" Cheng Lin hated it, and after more than ten years of study, it was useless at all at this time.

Also!

The construction industry has a low threshold, but it is the same as officialdom.

No qualifications? Is there a diploma? Not yet? So how long have you been in this business? New to the industry? Sorry, you don't meet my company requirements!

So Cheng Lin felt very sad, he obviously had a belly of talent but no place to display it, which is fatal for him who has eaten the last meal but has not eaten the next meal now!

But I really don't have a clue right now, and I spent the morning just figuring out when and where I am now, and nothing else.

"Alas, it doesn't matter, I really can't help it, so I can beg those relatives and borrow some money to go to high school!" Cheng Lin really can't think of any way, although there seem to be some ideas that seem to make money, but the problem is that he can't even go to a small county town now, not because of anything else, it's just that there is no fare, not to mention that those things need start-up capital.

Looking at the time, it was noon, so Cheng Lin went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of cold porridge in the morning and drank it with pickles.

After drinking the porridge and washing the dishes, Cheng Lin took out a bamboo fishing rod from behind the door and planned to go fishing to relax, after all, it was very nerve-wracking to think about it in the morning.

Coincidentally, before the rebirth, the young man's self was actually fishing, and he had been fishing for several days, but he was stunned that he had never even caught shrimp.

Cheng Lin, who was walking on the country road, did not think about rebirth at this time, but looked at the fishing rod in his hand from time to time, and remembered that his father in his memory taught him to make a fishing rod, tie a fish hook, and float on a string.

Seeing things and thinking about people, my eyes gradually became a little hazy.

"Xiaolin, are you going fishing again? I'm going to come back from fishing today, but I don't want to be in the air force like the other day! ”

At this moment, a voice interrupted Cheng Lin's thoughts about his parents who were taken away by the mudslide.

When I looked up, I saw a farmer walking towards me, who seemed to have finished work at noon and went home for dinner.

"It's Uncle Jianguo, I'm not fine! I can't do anything else, I can only go fishing to see if I can fish for a few dollars! Cheng Lin saw that it was Cheng Jianguo from the village, and immediately replied politely.

"You kid, if you have difficulties, tell the village, after all, you are still young, and reading is the most important! But now you can fish or something during the summer vacation, as long as you pay attention to safety, if the school starts, you will study hard, everyone is looking forward to you being the first college student in our village! ”

"Got it, I know it!"

"It's good to know, I'll go home for dinner first, and I'll clean up the floor after eating! But if you can catch a fish today, bring it to my house, I haven't eaten fish in a long time! ”

"Okay, if I can catch it, I'll bring it to you!"

The old and the young parted after a few words, after all, the summer sun is very poisonous!

Cheng Lin, who was interrupted from his thoughts, didn't think much along the way, and came to the fishing spot like a meteor catching the moon.

It is a small river, about 6 meters wide and only 2 meters deep. This river is a branch of Qingshan Lake, and from time to time you can see big fish coming out of the water, but Chengjia Village is a small village, and there is only a small dirt road leading to the outside, and no one comes here to fish full-time.

"Hey, why doesn't it smell fishy here?" Cheng Lin arrived at the ground, looked at it, smelled it, but found that there seemed to be no fish at the fishing site he had been fishing a few days ago.

Fishing is actually a technical job, Cheng Lin worked very hard when he was studying, but people always have to relax and can't keep their nerves strained. So Cheng Lin learned to fish, and his skills are not bad, he has a certain degree of attainments in what bubbles, smells fish, adjusts tickets, and bait.

So as soon as Cheng Lin arrived at the ground, he habitually looked around and smelled the smell.

"It shouldn't be! This location is in the narrow part of the river, and there is a mountain spring on the opposite side, which should be an ideal fishing spot, but why can't you see any fish at all! Cheng Lin originally thought that not smelling fish did not mean that there were no fish here, but after careful observation, he found that there were really no fish here.

It was uncomfortable under the sun, so after making sure that there were no fish, Cheng Lin continued to walk along the riverside path towards Qingshan Lake, observing the movement in the river, hoping to find the ideal fishing spot.

"Hey, why do you suddenly feel like there are fish here?"

Just as Cheng Lin was walking, his heart suddenly moved, as if a voice told him that there were fish here, and he could fish here.

This made him very troubled, because the place he looked at was under a big tree, and there were a lot of weeds, and it was not easy to get off the pole.

But this voice is like doing a multiple-choice question in an exam, you can understand the question but can't do it, and when you choose the answer randomly, you will feel like there is a voice telling you that one of the answers is the correct answer.

Many people will feel this way, and Cheng Lin is not surprised, and Cheng Lin has always believed in his feelings.

This made it difficult for him to choose, on the one hand, it was not easy to get off the pole and accidentally hang the low and break the line, and on the other hand, it was a strong feeling as if there must be a fish here, and it was a big fish.

After thinking about it, Cheng Lin decided to go a little further to see if there were any good fishing spots.

But Cheng Lin didn't take a few steps before he found that the feeling of taking a seed in his heart disappeared: "Isn't it a whim?" ”

Cheng Lin felt very strange, so he retreated, and when he looked at the water under the tree, the feeling came back to his mind.

Then Cheng Lin walked in the direction of Qingshan Lake, because he wanted to prove something.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, when Cheng Lin's eyes moved to a place on the opposite bank, that feeling resurfaced, but it was not as strong as the feeling under the tree.

"The water is blue, which means that the water is deeper than the surrounding area, and the theory of shallow spring fishing and deep summer fishing meets the requirements here." Cheng Lin observed carefully: "The fish bubbles are fine and the gaps are irregular, and the fish below are in groups, but they don't look big; Today is the east wind, this small corner is considered a downwind outlet, the oxygen content in the water should be relatively high, and the fish are suitable for activities! ”

"Is that feeling really a special ability?" After analyzing it, Cheng Lin felt that his feeling was very unusual. Because any place where there is that kind of strange feeling is a good fishing position, and it looks like a fish.

However, this feeling is just a feeling, maybe it's just a conditioned reflex formed by the accumulation of experience, not some ability, after all, Cheng Lin has never seen such a brain hole in any novel.

After thinking about it, Cheng Lin decided to go fishing under the tree where he felt the strongest.

If it weren't for the feeling that it was stronger there than here, Cheng Lin would have wanted to fish here. Although he still didn't understand what this feeling was, Cheng Lin still believed in his feelings.

It took a few minutes for Cheng Lin to return to the big tree and walk down lightly.

Fish in the natural environment are very timid, and the slightest noise may disturb the fish, causing the fish to not eat.

Therefore, Cheng Lin has been very careful, and has not made any major movements from digging earthworms and adjusting drifting.

"Well, why are there all blue earthworms here? It stinks! Cheng Lin cut off an earthworm as thick as disposable chopsticks in two pieces with a disgusted face, and hooked one end of one of them to the hook and started fishing.

In fact, Cheng Lin really doesn't like blue earthworms, one is that blue earthworms have a strong taste, and they are very uncomfortable after hand-stringing hooks; The other is that blue earthworms are basically very thick and not easy to take the bait, so it is easy to feel that the fish has been caught but inexplicably unhooked, which is caused by the small bait of the fish, and the hook does not pierce the lip of the fish after the bait is entered.

If Cheng Lin has another way, that is, he will not hook the hook, but just hang the end of the earthworm on the hook. There are some sayings in this, one is that the earthworm is still alive in the water and can wriggle on its own, which is very attractive to fish, and the other is to avoid the situation that the bait is too big and the fish are not easy to eat.

The gentle breeze drives the surface of the river to ripple with water.

However, this did not have much impact on the centipede drift, Cheng Lin's eyes kept staring at the float, hoping that a big black drift would appear in the next second.

Not to mention, not long after leaving the pole, with the appearance of several large bubbles on the water surface, a big black drift appeared.

Cheng Lin's eyes never left the float, and when the black drift appeared, Cheng Lin immediately raised the rod and stabbed the fish.

"! Big fish! "Cheng Lin didn't feel right as soon as he raised the pole, because he couldn't lift it.

Cheng Lin immediately slowed down the force in his hand, but he just used the force of the fish to pull the fish to the shore.

But it was too late, because the rod was too strong just now, the hook stabbed into the lip of the fish, and the fish swam desperately to the middle of the river as soon as it was in pain.

Cheng Lin immediately changed his tactics, played a few figures, and then directly erected the pole, and the whole person squatted and hugged the fishing rod.

"呲~"

I only heard the sound of the fishing line being pulled!

"Fortunately, the fishing rod is solid purple bamboo, and the fishing line is also a 2.0 line, or a hook, otherwise I really can't eat such a big force!" After Cheng Lin brought back the fish that had rushed out, he hugged the fishing rod and let the waist strength of the fishing rod drain the strength of the big fish.

Fishing for big fish is like this, you don't use force, it doesn't work, you can't pull the fish directly with good equipment or strength, so it's easy to get off the hook, you can only rely on the waist strength of the rod to slowly wear out the strength of the fish, and when the fish is weak, it will naturally be easy to take the fish.

After nearly an hour of back-and-forth stalemate and wrestling with one man and one fish, Cheng Lin finally saw a touch of red in the splash.

"Such a big carp, it looks like it's nearly twenty pounds!"

Cheng Lin was very excited, he had fished for so many years, although he had caught many fish of more than 20 catties, but they were all herring, catfish and the like, and the carp had never been so big!

Don't rush to lift the fish, but slowly continue to slip away, letting the fish choke on the water.

"It's finally possible!" Cheng Lin saw that the carp finally turned its belly, and put it on the sand on the shore without jumping, so he immediately picked up the fish and ran up the slope to the path.

"Haha, you can't run away now!"

After putting the fish in the grass on the side of the road, Cheng Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the carp trying to jump back into the water.