Chapter 234: We Are Afraid We

"Quack?"

Two dull Chinese alligators lay in the bucket. After seeing An Sheng approach, they made a strange cry and then continued to lie in the bucket without moving.

"Whose breeding farm collapsed! Why are there so many Chinese alligators here in Changping Mountain?"

Seeing the two dull crocodiles with no offensive power, An Sheng's old face turned black, and he subconsciously complained.

Counting these two Chinese alligators, Yu Xueqing had almost caught ten Chinese alligators here in Changping Mountain.

This order of magnitude of Chinese alligator groups could no longer be from a breeding farm escape; it could only be that the breeding farm went bankrupt and threw them into the river, or the breeding farm collapsed, which led to such an infestation of Chinese alligators.

"I don't know if these dull things can be sold for cuteness in the fishing attraction..."

An Sheng scratched his head and looked at the two "quack-quack" crying dull Chinese alligators in the red bucket.

"I fuck your mother!"

And just as An Sheng was thinking, the anglers on the riverside were already boiling over.

No surprise, another angler had his fishing rod snapped by a big fish in the river.

But they had all watched Yu Xueqing's livestream and knew deeply that the fish in the Changle River section of Changping Village had a "guaranteed mechanism."

After the big fish snapped the fishing rod, it wouldn't leisurely swim back to the bottom of the river, but would float to the water surface and blow bubbles at the anglers on the riverbank. As long as you could seize the opportunity to knock them out, you could take the fish away.

The angler whose rod exploded wasn't depressed; he was overjoyed when he saw the big fish surface.

The angler blurted out a greeting, picked up the landing net, and flew directly to elbow-strike it.

The big fish in the river looked at the muscular angler, who was like a martial arts hall instructor with nine dragons protecting his body, its pupils suddenly shrinking in an earthquake, its face full of unbelievable bewilderment.

But now it was too late for it to think too much.

The angler struck from the air, a move of iron elbow, smashing the river catfish, which was like a piglet, unconscious.

"Splash—"

A set of silky small combos was unleashed, the martial arts instructor angler waved the landing net, dragging the river catfish toward the shore.

"..."

Two employees of the pet park looked at the muscular man with a bewildered face, but they still responsibly helped pull the big fish ashore, weighing and measuring it.

"Big-mouth catfish, two-whisker native river catfish, body length 1.83 meters, weight 113 jin! Recovery price..."

After helping with the measurement, the employee faced the other anglers on the riverbank and read out the big fish data loudly.

With one elbow, the angler not only brought himself a 1.8-meter-long big fish, but also elbowed out a recovery price of nearly three thousand, and for free, enjoyed the staff loudly reporting the data and congratulating him.

"What a pity."

The employee looked at the angler and said: "Now is the peak season for river catfish. If it were the off-season, the selling price of this river catfish would at least reach four or five thousand..."

"I'm not selling it; fishing is fun enough." The muscular angler laughed strangely, looked at the river catfish that had fainted and hadn't woken up, carried it, and ran away.

He ran to the riverbank.

He swayed in front of the other anglers, especially running in front of his fishing team partners, laughing strangely.

Yes, my fishing technique can't compare to yours.

But I can beat the fish in the river!

Look, is the fish on my shoulder wide and long again, does it look like a boxing champion's gold belt, shiny and bright?

"Dog shit..." The anglers of the same team looked at the angler who caught the fish and muttered in their hearts.

What black pits, marked ponds, and sea fishing haven't they played?

But the Changle River Human-Fish Hegemony Competition was truly something they had never seen before.

Damn it, fishing technique is bad, but you can use physical fitness to make up for it—who has ever seen such fishing!

"Wow! A big fish! Can I see it?"

Yu Xueqing saw someone catch a big fish, put down the light carbon fiber fishing rod in her hand, and carried her phone to interview.

"Eh? Are you livestreaming? Are there many people?"

"Uh... there aren't many people right now, just 30,000 real online viewers." Yu Xueqing looked at the livestream background data and answered honestly.

"Huh!? 30,000 viewers?"

Then, the martial arts angler's nose stretched out like Pinocchio's, and he put his hands on his hips and began to share.

At this moment.

His angler career reached its peak.

Who said martial arts is useless? It's so useful!

For the next two days, the livestream focus of Yu Xueqing and Aunt Auntie Mo Yiqing was on the Changle River fishing spot.

Some people couldn't catch fish, but were physically strong, directly inviting the big fish to real-life PVP.

Some people could catch fish, but they were national first-class or second-class protected animals, holding the certificate with a bewildered face, taking photos with Forestry Bureau leaders in front of the Forestry Bureau gate, and receiving rewards ranging from a few thousand to ten thousand.

Some people couldn't catch fish, couldn't beat the fish, and were instead counter-killed by the big fish, floating on the river, full of unbelievable hatred and gnashing their teeth. As soon as they got ashore, they bought fitness equipment online and signed up for a fishing crash course at a martial arts hall.

"The Love-Hate Relationship Between Anglers and Fish"—Yu Xueqing livestreamed the whole thing, and the audience was amused.

For those who don't fish, they could also experience the fun of fishing.

………………

Ending the second day of livestreaming and returning home.

"Yu Xueqing, I'm going out to play for a while; remember to leave the door for me tonight!"

An Sheng, who had just returned home, turned his head, looked at Yu Xueqing and Aunt Auntie Mo Yiqing lying on the sofa, and said.

"Go, go... I'll order takeout later, I'll order a portion of white-cut duck and put it on the table for you. Remember to come home to eat after playing, don't pick up things outside to eat."

Exhausted from a whole day of livestreaming, Yu Xueqing waved her hand, signaling Little An to pay attention to safety when playing in the village, and to remember to eat well when he came home at night.

"Should be able to come back around two or three, right?"

An Sheng responded to Yu Xueqing, flew out from the wall in two or three steps, and walked toward Lin Ying's house.

This time, An Sheng ran to the front of Lin Ying's house and didn't climb the gate pillar to enter the house like before.

"Welcome home."

On the lawn next to the double-opening gate, a path was specially opened for Lord Fuli to use.

As soon as An Sheng approached, a welcome voice rang out, and the small double-opening door slowly opened.

An Sheng raised his tail, lifted his head, and walked inside the door.

And after entering the door, one could see six foreigners—two men and four women—sitting by the swimming pool, holding toy fishing rods, throwing fishing lines into the swimming pool with a face full of extreme boredom.

They saw the little fox passing by, and the bored expression on their cheeks gradually turned into melancholy.

"Lord Fuli, are you here for class?"

The gentleman in a tuxedo asked Lord Fuli with a face full of melancholy: "Your equestrianism... no, it should be the electronic information class, has been stopped for four days."

"What class? I'm not taking it. Even the most authentic British gentleman, when eating, doesn't he eat French food?"

An Sheng passed by them, raised his hand, waved, and continued to walk into the house.

Six foreigners—two men and four women.

Two males: one is an equestrian coach, and the other is an etiquette teacher.

Among the four females, there are two play-companion maids and two English teachers. They are paired in twos, taking care of the master's children in the morning and evening respectively.

They were originally teachers of Lin Ying's daughter, and they were all on long vacation before.

But with the return of the servant chief Lin Bingyun, Lin Ying's original servant team also returned one after another.

There are those who manage daily trivial matters, those responsible for handling banquet docking, and those responsible for family wealth.

And the original interest-cultivation teachers faced a big problem after returning.

They might be unemployed.

The work Lin Bingyun arranged for them was to teach Lord Fuli urban life common sense.

But Lord Fuli knows how to download Steam, knows how to borrow their red-blue payment software to pay, and also knows how to order K-store and M-store with coupons in his spare time... he is more authentic than these people who have lived in the Xia Kingdom for many years.

"..."

Looking at Lord Fuli entering the house, the six foreign-faced family teachers were full of melancholy.

Difficult.

Coming to work every day and not knowing what to do.

If this continues, they'll have to go home to herd sheep.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 235 =====