Jiang City River is unusually lively.
On both sides of the river, every few meters you can see the light of flashlights.
Who else would gather here in the middle of the night, if not the night fishing enthusiasts?
Among the many anglers, there is a young man with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, who looks to be in his twenties.
He occupies a "feng shui treasure spot", and his fishing gear is as comprehensive as it gets.
Compared to his gear, the equipment of other anglers is like heaven and earth.
Just take the fishing rods prepared by the young man; there are more than a dozen of various specifications, but most are seat rods for sitting fishing.
At the same time, all specifications of fishing floats, hooks, lines, and baits are available.
Most exaggerated is that even items like a compass, Peach Wood Sword, and yellow paper are seen beside the young man.
He could be called a professional among anglers!
The young man sits on a small stool, holding a fishing rod, and watches the river surface.
Next to him, there is a mobile phone mount, and the phone is live streaming.
At this moment, the young man is explaining fishing mnemonics to the viewers in the live stream room.
"After a strong wind, it's good to fish; Never miss the right time."
"The fish won't move in strong winds, they'll move when it stops."
"Facing the wind when fishing, the rod bends!"
"In calm winds, seek flowing water; stop your rod in strong winds."
"In spring, with a southeast wind, fish move all around."
Looking at the young man's professional demeanor, one might even think he is the reincarnation of Jiang Taigong!
At this time, an old man who just arrived with his fishing gear approached.
"Oh, isn't this Air Force Commander Ye Chen? Are you 'air force' again today?"
Faced with the mockery, the young man calmly replied,
"Uncle Liao, I swear I won't be 'air force' tonight!"
Instantly, the barrage in the live stream room exploded.
"Hahaha, hilarious, seeing Teacher Ye's serious face is just too funny!"
"Teacher Ye, I bet you will be 'air force' tonight, because you always end up that way when you fish!"
"I didn't realize teacher Ye actually has quite the notoriety locally as an 'Air Force Commander'!"
Among the anglers, being 'air force' means going out fishing and returning home empty-handed without catching any fish.
And this streamer called Ye Chen is infamously known as the 'Air Force Commander' among the anglers.
It's no exaggeration; he registered his live stream account just a month ago.
During this month, no one has actually seen him catch a fish.
Yet, he has caught plenty of absurd items.
Things like smelly shoe heads, dog cages, trash bags...
Even water snakes from the river have been caught by him several times, but he just can't catch any fish!
Yet Ye Chen doesn't believe in curses, famously having more enthusiasm than skill.
Each day, except when he's too exhausted and goes home to sleep, he spends the remaining time running around to various spots to fish.
Before long, this angler named Ye Chen gained some notoriety in Jiang City.
In the live streaming community, he is even jokingly called the "Air Force General!"
The bold declarations of the old man just now didn't change a thing.
After all, the fact that Ye Chen is the 'Air Force Commander' is something everyone tacitly understands.
Just as the old man was about to return to his fishing spot to settle down.
He suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that there was something off about the worn-out fishing bait box beside Ye Chen.
Although the fishing bait box was made of redwood, it looked somewhat creepy.
What made one's scalp tingle was that there was a big character written on the top of the redwood box!
After a heart-wrenching shout, the old man almost fell into the river.
Fortunately, having lived a lifetime, the old man had seen his fair share of storms.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the old man asked tremblingly: "Mr. Ye, what's the deal with your fishing bait box?"
"Why does it look kind of strange?"
Ye Chen grimaced, then turned to the old man and said: "Uncle Liao, this isn't a fishing bait box, it's... an urn."
Uncle Liao clutched his chest, his face pale.
Following the flashlight's beam, that old redwood box next to Ye Chen, if not an urn, what could it be?
Though there's no black and white photo attached to the box, a large word was glaringly written on it: Offering!
Soon, Uncle Liao's heart couldn't take it, and he spoke in a trembling voice.
"Mr. Ye, if it weren't for my unbearable itch to fish, I really wouldn't dare to fish at night."
Night fishing indeed tests one's courage, because anything absurd could happen in the night.
"I have a heart condition, can you not pull pranks anymore..."
Watching Uncle Liao's almost tearful expression, the viewers in the live stream room were already roaring with laughter.
Although Ye Chen doesn't catch any fish, there's a reason why he attracts so many fans.
The most important point is that this guy is extremely good at stirring things up.
Besides fish in the water, he could fish up almost anything else, which comes second.
Just this afternoon, Ye Chen found out that his fishing bait box was leaking, and he couldn't just leave the bait on the ground.
Just when he was at a loss, the fishing float moved.
Feeling the weight through the fishing rod, Ye Chen was incredibly excited.
A fish was finally coming!
But when he pulled up the fishing rod.
Damn, he was dumbfounded.
He actually fished up an urn!
If it were another fisherman, they might feel it was bad luck and would run away with their bucket.
But Ye Chen, this guy, is incredibly bold.
Not only was he not scared, but he even put his fish into this urn.
At that time, some viewers in the live stream room warned him about the bad luck, but Ye Chen didn't believe in those things and stated that he wouldn't go home empty-handed today.
At night, Ye Chen didn't notice.
And almost scared Uncle Liao out of his wits!
However, Uncle Liao was really addicted too; the thought of fishing in his mind eventually overcame his fear.
"That... Mr. Ye, could you change the fishing bait box, this thing brings bad luck..."
Ye Chen smacked his lips and glanced at Uncle Liao.
If it weren't for seeing Uncle Liao's granddaughter looking like a fairy a few days ago while fishing,
Ye Chen wouldn't bother with this talkative old man.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "Uncle Liao, it's so late now, can you handle fishing alone?"
"If you're scared, why not call your granddaughter?"
Uncle Liao "hmphed" displeasedly and gave Ye Chen a glance: "Don't you think about my precious granddaughter."
Then, he realized that Ye Chen had shifted the topic.
Thus, Uncle Liao pointed at the urn next to Ye Chen's feet and said: "Mr. Ye, doing this late at night is also bad luck!"
Ye Chen was startled, then burst into hearty laughter.
He kicked the urn at his feet.
"This thing is for holding ashes of the dead, if it was bad luck, would anyone put ashes in here?"
"I don't think it's bad luck, more like it's auspicious!"
With such an auspicious thing at my feet, why worry about going home empty-handed?