Fish less than a finger long sink into the water in a basket made of bamboo, put fishy bait in it, and then gently lift it up, you can catch a dozen at a time. But if you don't use this convenient method, it's another thing to use a fishing rod to fish. The bamboo pole, three meters long, and the fishing line, is as thin as a woman's hair, and the length will only be longer. Only with such a rod and such a line can the small fish be brought out of the water without disturbing the fish, and every time the rod is dropped and closed, it must be extremely careful, because the slightest carelessness will cause the fish that have been gathered together to scatter and flee. It will take a lot of time to wait for them to come back.

In the past, fishermen used baskets to catch fish, because after all, he still had to rely on the income from selling fish to make a living, although with his skills, he already had a thousand ways to live without such hard work. But today, instead of doing it more efficiently, he sat alone on a sticking plank, silently fishing, catching very little from the basket beside him. It only meant one thing, he didn't want to fish today, and his current actions were just a disguise to kill time and quiet thinking. He's waiting for someone, waiting for someone who has made an appointment to come. The man didn't make him wait long, for the grey robe was used to being punctual.

"Hmm..."The two killers who were casually thrown onto the wooden pallet curled up in pain, like shrimp in boiling water. The spell Cheese casts on them causes their abdomen to suffer a constant pain similar to that of a punch, and causes their internal organs to spasm. This cruel spell was once used to interrogate and torture criminals, and mages used it to extract their belongings from their killers. Now that he had the answer, he didn't have to keep the spell, and the misery of the two unlucky ones would end at sunset. However, the sequelae of stomach twitching may make them lose their appetite for a while.

"You made the movement so big, the fish were scared away. The old man sitting alone on the edge didn't look back, but his voice was much more hearty than the moans of the two killers. You can tell from the sound that the fisherman is not depressed by what happened last night. This is also normal, he is already a person who has lived for such an age, listening to Jian Qi's words, he was already a hero in his homeland before, how could he be like cheese and them in a tangle because of such a trivial matter? Although the fisherman and Shi Lao are both full of vitality, if they really think that what they show is pure innocence, then it is really naïve.

"It's almost two stories above the water, and I just put these two people into a plank, and the fish can't hear them at all. The mage shrugged and walked over to the old man. He leaned down to see that the water under the pallet was indeed quite a distance away, and that the extremely long rod and longer line were left with only one point on the surface that was difficult to discern. It is impossible to imagine what kind of eyesight it takes to see the changes in the bait from this distance, and what kind of arm strength and judgment it takes to catch a small fish with a bamboo pole several people long in the turbulent and turbid water. If you lift weights lightly, that's probably it.

"Do you think fish can hear with their ears? The smaller the fish, the more sensitive they are, they can detect the slightest vibrations in the water, and instinctively avoid the source of the vibrations. You didn't bleed those two fools, did you? If human blood dripped down, the fish would have run away. The fisherman raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at the two men who had fallen to the ground behind him, looking very worried about whether they would have bloody wounds on their bodies.

"It scares the fish, and it scares the fish, just as the fish usually lives in a stable environment. They were born to eat scavengers, and if they were afraid of anything, they would simply starve to death. It was Kailas, the cat elf who was unhappy that he couldn't wear boots, because the deck here always had a sticky feel to it, which made it uncomfortable for creatures who could only walk barefoot.

"Well, you tanuki slave has some truth in what you say, it seems that the way is not shallow. The fisherman smiled and nodded, and then the hand holding the fishing rod shook slightly, and the bent bamboo pole made a dull sound, and a thin thread rose from the water, and with something at the bottom, it fell into the old man's hand at once. He didn't look at it, and with one hand he only relied on his sense of touch, and in three or two clicks, he untied the small fish from the hook and put it in the fish basket, "Well, the catch is almost enough, enough for a stove." By the way, old man, did you bring my fish stove?"

Cheese patted the burden on his back, he couldn't help it, although he didn't like to carry the weight forward, but the size of the charcoal furnace was really not suitable for Kailas to carry. The gray robe had to deign to take on the task of carrying things. But neither the fisherman nor the cat goblin apparently felt that there was anything wrong with this, so the old man just wrapped the line around the fishing rod, grabbed the basket and walked aside. In the direction he was walking, there happened to be a small shack, and outside the shack was a neatly arranged pile of black charcoal. It seems that he has been prepared for a long time, and the number of fish in the fish basket has been carefully calculated, in order to be able to smoothly guide the meeting to this step.

The charcoal fire quickly stabilized with the help of magic, and mastering the fire was the first lesson for most wizards. As a force of nature recognized and tamed by humans, fire has been endowed with a variety of special meanings. These meanings constituted one of the first magical sects, and they still walk the world today and are known as fire worshippers. But the number of fire worshippers is not as good as before, there are too many incredible things in this world, the flame is gradually being left cold, from a mysterious power to a tool on the lampstand, its sacredness has been lost, and few people will think that fire is incredible, and controlling the flame has become a technology.

"You can at least be a good cook, and the most important thing in cooking is to control the heat, and you already know it. The fisherman appreciated Cheese's hand, and he didn't seem to be averse to magic, but he wasn't interested either. This may have something to do with the qi he mastered, and in his opinion, the so-called magic and magic power may just be another form of qi, and it will eventually return to the same thing.

If this comment had come from someone else's mouth, Cheese might have felt sarcastic and insulted, having trained for years as a grey robe and gone through dangerous trials to finally gain a respectable status. It's not for the sake of being a chef. However, he also knew that this sentence did not mean that kind of thing when it came out of the fisherman's mouth, on the contrary, it was a kind of affirmation, for these people who practiced qi, there was no distinction between high and low work, chopping wood was practice, fishing was practice, carving was practice, so how is being a cook not practice? What matters is never what others think of you, not whether you have the status of your profession or not, which has its own meaning that can exceed these. This expression is very similar to the big hat Roland, very similar.

"I don't know if he's a good cook or not, I just know that the fire is set and your fish are still jumping. Kailas pointed to the fish basket and said very politely.

"Don't worry, it doesn't take much time. ”