The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 72 - 71 The Handsome Guy with Six-Pack Abs

After it was neatly arranged, it still looked decent.

The radio, on the surface, remained that scrapped device, but in fact, it was a futuristic gadget capable of foreknowledge.

Fang Hao placed the device on the table without worrying about it being stolen.

Who would be so full as to steal such a scrapped radio, after all?

Thieves aren't fools.

Each one is cunning.

If they were to steal, they'd aim for something more valuable.

Like the gold jewelry he had fished up before, now that was worth some money.

Two jin of Gold, and ancient artifacts from a thousand years ago, their value could not be easily measured in money.

Fang Hao wouldn't sell the items, either.

With the lottery purchase, he accidentally won over seven hundred thousand, and adding to his original funds, he already had over nine hundred thousand.

That was in savings, not assets.

If he wanted to use it, he could do so at any time.

With assets, you have to consider the discounted value when you liquidate.

Suddenly having so much money, Fang Hao didn't know how to spend it for the time being.

He hadn't made any plans for himself.

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Nor did he have anything he wanted to buy, so he decided to wait for later.

Usually, fishing was the only hobby that required some expenditure, but his other expenses were not much.

Sea fishing, though, now that was expensive.

You had to buy good equipment and rent a boat, all of which cost a lot of money.

Fishing gear for sea fishing could be much more expensive than the regular kind.

Fang Hao needed to keep some money on hand for himself, too.

However, in the short term, Fang Hao probably wouldn't be going sea fishing.

He had already agreed to meet a local fan the next day to go fishing at a pond.

Fang Hao was ready to go all out for the catch, opting for pond fishing.

He refused to believe that he wouldn't catch anything this time.

First, Fang Hao confirmed with the other party that the pond belonged to his family and that they had initially stocked it with nearly ten thousand fingerlings.

Despite some dying off during the breeding process, there were probably still several thousand fish left in the pond.

With so many fish, regardless of the size of the pond, there was still a high density of fish.

Compared to river fishing, pond fishing was the easiest place to catch fish.

Fang Hao didn't believe he could fail to catch fish in the pond.

He could catch fish there with his eyes closed in the past.

Pond fishing was just less exciting than wild fishing.

Usually, beginners preferred to fish in ponds.

That night, Fang Hao rested very well.

His mind was clear, and he fell asleep shortly after lying down.

He slept through till morning, the quality of his sleep better than ever before.

He got up, washed up, practiced Innate Skill, and then had breakfast.

He felt more spirited than ever, noticing his body was much improved from before.

The effects of Innate Skill were better than he had anticipated.

After he finished with his routines, Fang Hao prepared to meet with the fan as planned.

Following the location provided by the other party, Fang Hao packed his fishing gear and set out in his car.

The destination was over twenty kilometers from his home—a fair distance.

But to a true fisherman, twenty kilometers wasn't considered far.

Nowadays country roads were well maintained and covered with asphalt; over twenty kilometers was, at most, a half-hour drive.

Adding city traffic lights time and potential congestion, one hour was sufficient to reach the destination.

His last fishing trip to Baisa Reservoir was even farther away.

It was just in a different direction.

After driving for over half an hour, Fang Hao arrived at his destination.

The fan was already waiting at the entrance early on.

A short and chubby young man, just over one meter sixty, with a baby-faced, round, and joyful appearance that was a bit endearing.

The person on the other side started waving frantically at Fang Hao as soon as they saw his car.

While he was waving, his flesh also jiggled duangduang.

"Hao bro, over here."

"You can park the car here."

Following the other person's guidance, Fang Hao parked his car on the empty space by the roadside, perfectly not blocking the road and not affecting the passage of other vehicles.

"Are you 'Six-Pack Hunk'?"

After getting out of the car, Fang Hao looked at the other person with a bizarre expression.

These six-packs... they seem to have nothing to do with this person.

Looking at the other person's round belly, it seemed like his abs might have all fused into one.

The person also sheepishly scratched their head.

"Hao bro, just call me Chen Sheng."

His ID was a bit embarrassing to say out loud in the real world.

It was just online, where behind the anonymity of the internet, nobody knew anybody, so of course, they could chat without caring.

In real life, I'm meek and compliant, online, I strike with heavy fists.

But the other person's facial features were indeed not bad—if they slimmed down, they might actually look good.

A potential stock.

This fan had been following Fang Hao for a long time.

Since the beginning of his live streaming, the other person had been watching his broadcasts.

It happened that the two were from the same city.

That's why Fang Hao had come here.

For a meet-up and fishing interaction with the fan.

Fang Hao didn't dwell too much on this topic and decided to ask where the fishpond was.

"Chen Sheng, where's your fishpond?"

"It's about two hundred meters from here, just down this path and you'll be there quickly."

Chen Sheng pointed down a nearby path.

Taking this path would be quicker.

Fang Hao took his fishing gear and equipment out of the car.

"Hao bro, let me carry some for you."

"No need, it's not a lot of stuff; just lead the way."

Fang Hao declined the offer, he could manage to carry his own gear.

As someone who fished often, he was well used to it.

Chen Sheng gave up insisting due to Fang Hao's determination, and led the way ahead.

The person had an outgoing personality and talked a lot.

Chatting away the whole path.

"Hao bro, my family's fishpond was built by my great-grandfather."

The person was explaining the history of their family's fishpond to Fang Hao.

It wasn't newly built, but had been around for a long time.

"Hao bro, it seems like you haven't caught a fish since you started live streaming, but don't worry today, you'll definitely catch some. The fish in my pond are easy to catch, I often go fishing when I want to eat fish."

"Hao bro, I like fishing too, can we go fishing together next time?"

"Hao bro..."

On Fang Hao's end, he just responded with an affirming "Mm" as they went along.

He really couldn't get a word in.

The other person talked too much, once they started, they couldn't stop.

Until after walking some distance, they finally saw a very large fishpond not far away, about as large as two football fields!

"Is this your fishpond?"

Fang Hao still wanted confirmation.

It would be awkward if they got it wrong and then got chased away and beaten up by the actual owner of the fishpond.

Such a large fishpond, in the old days, would certainly signify a substantial landowner.

"It's my family's fishpond," Chen Sheng nodded happily.

"Hao bro, today you can fish as much as you want, and take away any fish you catch."

Fang Hao, however, didn't care whether he took the fish he caught or not, what he needed now was... to catch fish!