Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 651 The Fisherman Just Wants to Start Fishing

Chapter 651: The Fisherman Just Wants to Start Fishing

There is one black and one white, and this kid Guo Ziran really has some family background.

Mr. Hu was actually quite curious about the collection of Guo Ziran.

It’s not for anything else, I’m just mainly curious because Guo Ziran is obviously a fisherman who likes to play.

For him to collect such good equipment, it must be something that has some technology and ruthlessness.

But Master Hu just couldn't figure out what could be done with fishing gear in this day and age.

It's impossible for Guo Ziran to just take out a 7.2-meter carbon fiber pole from the warehouse.

Or, how about a really heavy golden pole or cast iron pole?
If you really do this, the hardness will not be a problem, at least the rod will not be broken by a big fish.

But Mr. Hu thought that his path to immortality had just begun and he had not even taken the first few steps.

If he really were asked to go fishing with a cast iron or gold pole.

He was afraid that his hand would be broken before the fish came up.

After all, not everyone can hold a rod weighing dozens of kilograms and keep pulling with the fish.

Just as Master Hu was looking at him expectantly, Guo Ziran, who had been inside for a while, came hurriedly trotting over from the backyard.

He was seen holding a bag embroidered with lotus and big carp in his arms, and he ran hurriedly to Master Hu.

Then, in front of Master Hu, he opened the cloth bag, revealing the true appearance of the "treasure" inside.

"Hiss...you guys are really willing to put in so much thought!"

Mr. Hu had to admit that he had underestimated the people in the world.

This thing really doesn't involve any high-tech or hard work, but in terms of craftsmanship, it's simply the pinnacle.

What appeared before Mr. Hu was a fishing rod that was obviously carefully crafted.

At the handle, a sleeve made of warm jade is tightly wrapped around the outside of the bamboo fishing rod. It is not only warm and smooth to the touch, but also just the right size and extremely comfortable to hold.

The bamboo poles, which are the main material, have obviously also undergone special maintenance.

Master Hu only needed to get a little closer to smell the strong aroma of oil on the fishing rod.

Obviously, this fishing rod has been brushed with tung oil.

Just by looking at the shiny surface of this fishing rod, you can tell that it is made from bamboo that has been brushed with oil after being killed, and it is also a refined product that has been repeatedly dried in the shade and brushed with oil several times.

At the same time, Guo Ziran also approached Master Hu with a proud look on his face and told him in detail the "magic" of this fishing rod!
What joint protection sleeves, what embedded silver wires, what fish bladder glue repeatedly glued together...

Even though it was just a fishing rod that appeared during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Mr. Hu actually discovered that this thing had a telescopic function.

The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty are really outrageous!

It was obviously an impossible task, but it was accomplished on a bamboo fishing rod.

Mr. Hu really wants to hold on to it and won't let it go.

Without him!

This thing is so cool!

The light yellow bamboo pole, with a emerald green handle, a hand guard wrapped with red line, and various patterns carved on the fishing rod, is not just a fishing rod.

This is a fucking work of art.

"Okay! We've got it!"

"Guo family boy, we want this pole!"

"Don't say anything like you won't sell it!"

"I don't bother to ask about the price. Anyway, I'll take this one and you can deliver the others to your house!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you suffer!"

"Hahahahaha, what a treasure!" "Just for this pole, our trip today is not in vain!"

Looking at Master Hu's ecstatic expression, Guo Ziran felt that his father's smile was a bit forced and bitter.

Fishermen all seem to understand this feeling.

If possible, who doesn't want to keep the best equipment for themselves?

When Guo Ziran heard this, the crazy expression on his face finally froze.

But he only hesitated for a moment, then put on an increasingly flattering expression and nodded repeatedly.

"Master Hu, you ordered me to do so!"

"In this way, I am also a good fisherman, and I know the feeling of holding a good thing."

"How about you take one set out to try it out first, and then we can send the other small ones to your house?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he nodded repeatedly.

"Go, go, go!"

"Guo family boy, it's settled."

"Just because you are so sensible, you are welcome to visit us in the future!"

When Guo Ziran heard what Master Hu said, the smile on his face became even more enthusiastic.

Very good!
Isn't this what he had in mind?

Of course he knew that he was just a bastard in a marquis's mansion.

He doesn’t own either the title or the property!

The only way to run such a shop in Xishi stably is that the eldest brother, who is now in charge, is not petty.

It can be said that he is actually better than the average person in reputation, but in reality, it is only the reputation that is useful.

As the saying goes, if I have never seen the light, I can still endure the darkness.

His background determined that he had already had a glimpse of how the most powerful families in the Ming Dynasty lived.

But God cruelly separated him from this kind of life with an invisible yet tangible barrier!
If there is no chance, he will never be able to get over it in this lifetime!
Even his chubby and silly son will be born into an ordinary family in the future, and he may not even have the ability to take advantage of the situation.

How could he be willing to do this?
But before that, he could only stay quietly in this shop in the West Market.

Because he really couldn't find a 'wall breaker' who could lead him to break through that barrier!
But now, he found it.

Guo Ziran was almost trembling all over, and he used all his strength to help Master Hu quickly pack a set of equipment for fishing in the river.

Then he handed it to Master Hu tremblingly.

Looking at the big bag in his hand, Master Hu nodded with satisfaction.

That's right.

I have been here for such a long time and I am still living by the Qinhuai River. Why have I never thought of going fishing in the river?

Wouldn't it be nice to take a boat and fish while enjoying the breeze?
However, when he thought about going boating and fishing in the river, it was as if a key word was activated, and he thought of an old friend whom he hadn't seen for several months.

Well, since the weather is nice today, let’s go meet old friends.

Of course, fishing is just a side job and not worth mentioning!
When Mr. Hu thought about fishing in the river, he couldn't help himself for a moment.

He waved at Guo Ziran and Wang Buqi who was looking at him eagerly.

"Well, you guys keep busy, I'm going fishing!"

"Well, we'll meet again someday!"

Although Mr. Hu also knew that this so-called "meet again if fate permits" was even more hypocritical than "I'll treat you to dinner next time".

But as a fisherman whose mind is full of fish, he just wants to cast his rod quickly!

(End of this chapter)