The distinctive aroma of grouper fish quickly wafted from the kitchen.
"Kid, you really know how to fish. Grouper is top-notch," Brother Jing chuckled. "For now, in spring, just fish near the dock. When sumr cos, I’ll take you out to the coastal waters so you can see so big fish."
Han Qiwu was quite interested, but he had one nagging concern: when sleeping at night, does it have to be on his bed at ho, or will any bed do?
If he went out and sohow got disconnected, it could be a real headache.
He’d have to test this out soti.
Grouper fish doesn’t need to be simred for long—once cooked thoroughly, it’s good to go.
Serving it up, Han Qiwu gently scooped a spoonful of fish at, slipped it into his mouth, and slowly savored the tender and fresh flavor between his lips and teeth.
After the fish, he took a bite of tofu soaked in fish broth. The silky bean aroma carried the essence of the fish, with amino acids competing to burst with flavor in his mouth.
Finally, he took a sip of the milky white fish soup to ward off the chill.
Satisfying.
Once his stomach was full, Han Qiwu casually asked, "Brother Jing, how do I cast and reel in more efficiently?"
With his recent experience using Strengthening Techniques, Han Qiwu had paid extra attention today to the details of his many attempts at the fishing mini-ga.
Actually, all the motions of the mini-ga—right from casting the hook to reeling it in—were entirely controlled by Han Qiwu himself.
Previously, he’d just cast however felt right at the mont, never critically examining the process.
Now, it seed these actions could be improved.
"Kid, you’ve touched on sothing important here. Let first tell you about casting. Don’t be deceived by the fact that everyone who fishes casts hooks—not many truly know how to do it right," Brother Jing said confidently. "Before casting, you need to assess the location’s weather, water temperature, wind speed, your physical condition, and the target fish species. Based on these factors, you decide on different casting techniques."
Han Qiwu: "...This complicated?"
"Learning all that takes ti, but let first teach you a simple casting technique. If you master it, it’ll be much more efficient than your old random casting thod." Brother Jing led Han Qiwu to the shore, took out a fishing rod, and demonstrated personally.
Han Qiwu also took out his copper knife, mimicking the movents at the side.
Into the water, out of the water, into the water, out of the water.
Han Qiwu practiced for a full two hours, his arms feeling sore and slightly numb by the end.
"Enough for today," Brother Jing clapped his hands with satisfaction. "You’ve morized the moves. From now on, it’s all about practice. Once you can ensure 100% efficiency using this technique, co back to for advanced lessons."
Not many young people are eager to learn these days.
They should be cherished.
"Here are so bait packs for your practice," Brother Jing said.
[You learned Fisherman’s Secret Technique 1 from Tang Jing]
[You obtained bait ×30, gifted by Tang Jing]
[Fisherman’s Secret Technique: From ancient tis to the present, ticulously refined fishing techniques—revealed only to those wholeheartedly devoted to the art of fishing]
"Thanks, Brother Jing," Han Qiwu said, exhausted but delighted as he accepted the bait.
Yet another skill learned.
Though he’d added more tasks to his busy schedule, skills are never too many to have.
"No problem. Practice well this afternoon. I’ve got so errands to run," Brother Jing remarked, hopping onto his motorcycle and riding off.
Han Qiwu looked at him with admiration. Riding a motorcycle in the rain—what a bold guy!
And it’s one of those motorcycles without mudguards.
Savage!
Despite his aching arms, Han Qiwu tried casting and reeling the hook experintally.
Even though there wasn’t any system notification, Han Qiwu could faintly sense that it seed more effortless now.
Swish, swish, swish.
Han Qiwu’s enthusiasm for fishing was unstoppable—cast after cast.
...
The moon thought it had stealthily climbed into the night sky, unaware that everyone it illuminated had already noticed.
Han Qiwu sat on a little stool, leaning back against his electric bike.
Tired.
As a beginner practicing new techniques, he cast relentlessly, growing more engrossed with every cast.
After finishing off everything he’d brought with him, Han Qiwu even devoured all the kelp he’d caught that day.
Finally running out of energy, he stopped fishing.
Inspecting his storage compartnt haul, Han Qiwu picked out two groupers to unlock the encyclopedia entry, then sold the rest at the trading post.
Total earnings: 2,340 gold.
As predicted, achievents, fishing proficiency levels, and rainy day bonuses are incredible!
The funds for building the chicken coop were now secure.
But upgrading tools? Buying chicks? Buying seeds?
Money, sigh, let’s not talk about it.
Just keep earning.
When Han Qiwu saw[Milky White Fish Soup]at the trading post again, he suddenly recalled sothing.
Last ti he ate[Sweet and Sour Mandarin Fish]was on February 2nd, and today was February 8th—exactly a week. If he’d been lucky in the morning and caught a Golden Star Mandarin Fish to eat, he could’ve enjoyed a level 3 bonus in fishing proficiency this afternoon.
What a misstep.
Tomorrow, Golden Star Mandarin Fish it is!
Perfect timing to head to the riverside for so honey-scale gathering.
Wait, no—it’s honey collection.
"If only I could figure out how to craft a beehive, I’d relocate the bees and enjoy fresh honey daily." Han Qiwu, handso as he was, had big ambitions too.
"No rush; it’s only day eight. Take it slow. This ga seems to have great replayability." Han Qiwu felt confident.
He biked ho and casually tossed a grouper into the sell chest to unlock its encyclopedia, then made himself a simple eel rice bowl.
After satisfying his hunger, Han Qiwu ordered a locally-delivered bee suit online. With shipping, it’d arrive tomorrow morning.
Oh, little bees, what do we cultivators have to fear?
After resting, Han Qiwu went to the warehouse to check resource storage.
[Wood]×55, including what Han Qiwu had chopped tirelessly last night and the wood consud this morning for making scarecrows.
[Fiber]×45, [Stone]×55.
He still needed 45 wood and stone to build the chicken coop.
He aid to finish the task in two days!
Han Qiwu grabbed his ax and charged toward the small grove in the wasteland.
Who knows? Maybe a random sapling might pop out!
One swing, two swings.
When chopping trees beca tiring, he switched to smashing rocks. When smashing rocks wore him out, he returned to chopping trees. Han Qiwu resembled an emotionless lumbering machine, tirelessly hamring at the wooden trunks.
You obtained[Wood]×2.
You obtained[Random Sapling]×1.
[Random Sapling]: Plant it to grow a tree.
[Note: Rookie, rember sustainable green developnt]
Jackpot.
Han Qiwu took the[Random Sapling]from his storage compartnt and imdiately planted it at his feet.
No stamina consud? Nice touch—at least you’re considerate.
By 10:16 PM, Han Qiwu had harvested[Wood]×19 and[Stone]×11.
The next hour would be dedicated to Strengthening Techniques!
After completing the session, he’d shower and go to bed—productive!
Activating Strengthening Techniques, Han Qiwu reviewed the moves, scanned the QR code to watch the video, and spent the hour familiarizing himself with just the first move of the second set.
It was tough.
Maybe it was the beginner’s bonus, but the difficulty of the second set of moves was several tis higher than the first.
After showering, Han Qiwu sat on the edge of his bed, pulling out his phone and debating whether to ssage Mr. Tang.
"Should I ask about his plans next week? See if he has ti to co collect honey—or should I just send it if he’s busy?"
"Forget it; he’s probably asleep. What if I wake him up? He’s in the city; there’s no good honey he can’t buy!"
One thought after another swirled in Han Qiwu’s mind, leaving him feeling dizzy.
Forget it—ti for sleep. Farming is way more fun!
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