"Okay, I can't tell you, there were two crazy people in the family, and now it's likely to become four." Since the guest had spoken, Pan had no choice but to arrange for the driver to send Hong Tao's luggage to the room first.

After entering the small building, Hong Tao really felt that this Marx family was really rich. Although his surname seems to be related to the German aristocracy just now, Von in his name does not necessarily mean that he is a nobleman, just like Van in the Netherlands and De in France, which only indicates that this person may be related to the old aristocracy, but it is not necessarily still a nobleman now.

But now Hong Tao is more sure that this Marx is probably really a European aristocrat, at least he is also touched, or it is impossible for this small building to hang so many oil paintings of ancestors, as well as the walls and furniture similar to the emblem of Manchester United, although Hong Tao can't recognize what this thing paints, but Hong Tao has heard a little about the family crest.

Marx's small private space is underground, with a wine cellar on the left and a large room on the right full of his fishing gear or things related to fishing and hunting. From his spatial location where fishing gear is stored, Hong Tao came to another conclusion that this Marx is also a master who is afraid of his daughter-in-law.

Why do you say that? Because Hong Tao had a deep understanding in his previous life, his fishing gear was almost treated like this at the beginning, although there was a storage room at home, but his wife did not allow him to use it, and finally those fishing gear, which was not cheaper than furniture, had to be committed to the garage downstairs. And Marx's current situation is probably worse than his own in his previous life, and he can't find a house in such a large three-story building to rest assured that he loves fishing gear, and he is squeezed into the basement.

Compared to the garage in Hong Tao's previous life. Marx's basement is much more luxurious, not only is there a lot of lighting, but there are also several glass cabinets hanging on one side of the wall. Inside are specimens of a variety of fish. On the walls around these showcases, there are also large and small photographs, all of which are related to fishing, and many of them are accompanied by captions, like a small aquatic animal museum.

"This is my championship trophy, which I won with Schweed, but unfortunately our fish was eventually released. If we could bring it back, it would be our most precious exhibit, and I had thought about where it would be placed. Right in the middle of the house. As soon as Marx entered the basement, he immediately seemed to be 20 years younger, dragging Hong Tao to look here and there, and kept introducing the background of the specimen or photograph in his mouth. A guided tour throughout.

"I heard Pan say that you are the champion of two countries, China and Japan. Although Pan showed us a picture of your champion, I'm still not sure that you can have such a high level of fishing skills at such a young age, and I think we have to put it to the test before we form a team, if you don't mind. Unlike his cold-hearted brother, this little Marx should be regarded as hot-faced and cold-hearted, he rarely speaks, but only smiles politely. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, it dropped a few degrees in the already cool basement.

"How so? Do you still have exams? If you fail the exam. Do we have to fly back? Wang Jian also understood what little Marx meant, and expressed his dissatisfaction in Chinese and Hong Tao.

"Take the test, no diamond and no porcelain work, we're afraid of them!?" Hong Tao is not so resistant, he has had more contact with Europeans and Americans in the past two years, and he has gradually become familiar with their rectum, although this one's intestines are inevitably too straight.

"Schweed! This is my guest and you should maintain basic etiquette! Pan couldn't understand Chinese, but when she saw Hong Tao and Wang Jian muttering in Chinese, she could guess the general meaning, and immediately couldn't hang her face and began to teach her little uncle.

"It's okay, it's okay, since Mr. Schweed is not at ease, then you can arrange it, but it's best to use real bait fishing, I'm not very good at lure fishing, let's participate in this fishing tournament is prescribed to use real bait, right?" Hong Tao saw that this sister-in-law and brother-in-law were about to quarrel, so he hurriedly came out to solve the siege.

"Yes, it's real bait, I have videos of the previous fishing tournaments, we can go to my study and take a look, don't worry about Schweide's words, he has been worried that you don't know anything about European fishing tournaments, but I'm not as pessimistic as him, and we still have a few days to familiarize you with European fish." Although Marx said that he was not pessimistic, he did not seem to have much confidence in this statement.

"Let's take a look at the fishing tackle first, to be honest, I don't know much about European fishing tackle, and the fishing rules here need to be remediated." Hong Tao didn't want everyone to be so antagonistic as soon as they met.

"Oh yes, please follow me!" Marx exaggeratedly patted his hand on the door of his head and hurried into the room.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses! Although Marx and Hong Tao were not qualified to go upstairs in their previous lives, the area of his basement where fishing supplies were placed was almost larger than a three-bedroom apartment. The room where the fish specimens and photographs were placed was actually a showroom, and after passing through it, there was a larger room in the back filled with all kinds of fishing gear.

"I'm X, I'm really a local tyrant, there is a garage above, and a boathouse underground!" Wang Jian was dumbfounded when he entered the house, where there was a 7 or 8-meter-long fishing boat with a trailer underneath, and the other end of the house was not a wall, but a garage shutter door, and the ground was also a slope to the sky. Don't ask, there must be a yard outside that gate, when you want to go out fishing, raise the roller shutter door, the car can drive down the slope, and then hang up the trailer, pull the fishing boat and hit the road!

"You can open a fishing tackle shop!" Hong Tao looked at the dazzling fishing gear hanging on the four walls of the house, and didn't know whether to say it to Pan or Marx.

"These are the rods that Schweeder likes, these are mine, there are other kinds of rods in between, you can choose at will, the competition rules can only use 4 rods, so we can't meet everyone's habits, we have to find a rod that everyone can use as a tool for our competition." Marx pointed to the wall on the left, and then to the wall on the right, this old man is quite interesting, he and his brother are one wall, no one interferes with anyone, and the middle wall is a neutral product.

"It's all the same, but the tone is a little different, do you think that one is more appropriate?" Hong Tao and Wang Jian first took two throwing rods of about 4 meters from the wall of Schweide and tried the feel, and then took off the other two from the wall of Marx, and then selected two fishing rods of similar length from the middle wall after the most Lu, and the final trial conclusion was: the two Marx are full of food, these fishing rods are similar in performance except for the details, color, and tonality, and it is difficult to say that the good and the bad, which should be analyzed on a case-by-case basis.

After a few minutes of trial feel, Hong Tao and Wang Jian finally chose the kind of 4-meter casting rod used by Schweide, the only reason for choosing it is that this fishing rod produced by Belgium is a single section, that is to say, it is a section from beginning to end, there is no other plugged part, generally speaking, this kind of fishing rod does not need to consider the plugging problem, so the toughness is slightly higher, the elasticity of the waist is better, and it has a slight advantage in controlling the larger fish of the individual.

"Hey, Filip, I'm a little bit of a believer in their strength now, you see they picked my fishing rod, I said it a long time ago, your kind of fishing rod is not suitable for intense competition, and it's okay to play with the ladies by the river." Little Marx was immediately overjoyed to see that his fishing rod had been chosen, and did not forget to squeeze his brother.

"But the last tournament was the biggest fish on my fishing rod, have you forgotten?" After listening to his brother's words, Marx immediately used his previous achievements to refute his brother's claims.

"But I caught the first three fish, and if it wasn't for the broken rod last year, we wouldn't have lost to the Austrian who sold boots!" Not to be outdone, little Marx began to uncover his brother's scars.

"You talk nonsense! My hook broke my rod when it was hanging on the weeds, and if it weren't for you yelling at the side, I wouldn't have broken my rod! I ......" Marx was hit by his brother's words, and his face turned red with anger. (To be continued......)