The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Upon hearing this, Cheng Youning said unconvincedly: "I'll go into the water and touch it for Daddy to see." Cheng Youning kicked off his shoes and began to take off his clothes swiftly.

Cheng Feng reached out and pinched his clothes, "You are taking off your clothes in front of so many people. It's embarrassing."

Cheng Youning said, "What's the problem?"

Cheng Feng said, "Don't take it off. It's morning and the water is cold. It's not a good day to go in the water."

Cheng Youning said: "I often fall into water when I practice Qinggong, so I am not afraid of the cold."

There is a kind of coldness that Cheng Feng feels Cheng Youning is cold, "There is a boat, go on board and spear the fish."

Cheng Youning used his eyes to search for boats on the river bank. There was more than one boat. "That's fine. Dad, what are you doing with these people?"

"Bring water and turn dry fields into paddy fields."

"Can this still happen?"

Cheng Feng said: "Of course, you will be able to eat fresh rice in a few months."

"so good."

The two children got on the boat, and Qiao Rong rowed the boat slowly away. Then Cheng Feng saw the boat floating on the water, and the two children were lying on the edge of the boat looking into the water.

"Give me the fork, I see the fish."

"Fork reached?"

"The fish got away."

"..."

Half an hour had passed, and the two children were still floating on the water. It seemed that they had gained nothing. Cheng Feng knew that this would be the result. He turned his back to the river, looking at the paddy fields in the distance, and occasionally looked back at the two children in the boat.

"Daddy."

"Ok?"

"Come and help me."

Cheng Feng said: "Then you have to row the boat back. I don't know how to tread water."

The boat came back and Cheng Feng asked the two children to get off the boat. He decided to give the two children some guidance on the river bank. After all, Cheng Youning was not yet old enough to use a harpoon. He demonstrated and harpooned a fish in the river. Cheng Youning and Qiao Rong's eyes widened. It seemed that the harpoon had nothing to do with not being able to harpoon the fish.

Cheng Youning wanted to try. He imitated Cheng Feng and thrust the harpoon into the water again and again, but he couldn't catch any fish. Cheng Feng said, "You are too young. You are not old enough to use a harpoon."

Qiao Rong said, "Master, I should be old enough to use a harpoon."

Cheng Feng handed the harpoon in Cheng Youning's hand to Qiao Rong, "I'll teach you."

Not only did he fail to catch the fish, but Qiao Rong scared the fish away with his fork.

Qiao Rong was disheartened. "I can't catch it. Do I have to wait another two years before I can use a harpoon?"

Cheng Feng said: "Don't be discouraged, you are just a little thin and weak, and your arm strength is not enough. At your age, you can ride a horse and shoot arrows, and catching fish is also easy."

"But I can't do anything right." Qiao Rong's interest faded and he became visibly timid.

Cheng Feng said: "I've given you the method, just practice it."

Cheng Youning grabbed the harpoon and said, "If you don't practice, I will."

Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind, Cheng Youning looked up and said, "Master is here."

Sure enough, the follower appeared and said to Cheng Feng: "What are you teaching? Who catches fish and uses a harpoon... Cheng Youning, throw the harpoon to me."

Cheng Youning had no choice but to hand the harpoon to Qiao Rong, "Master, what else can we use if not the harpoon?"

The follower mysteriously took out a small hook from his pocket with a rope tied to it. He didn't look very casual at all.

“Fish are caught, not speared.”

Cheng Feng said to Qiao Rong: "Practicing spearfishing is more direct and easier than fishing."

"Cheng Youning, follow Master aboard."

"Yes, Master."

The attendant took out a handful of yellow stuff from his pocket and threw it onto the boat. "Master, what is this?"

"Bait. You need bait to fish."

"Master, such a big harpoon can't catch fish, but how can we catch fish with such a small hook?"

"Your father was born a hunter, he only has brute force, but Master is more about skill, just wait and see."

After a cup of tea, the follower pulled up the line, and there was a fish underneath.

"Dad, Qiao Rong, we caught a fish. It's a really big one."

Cheng Feng gave Cheng Youning a thumbs up, and Cheng Youning responded with a smug look.

Qiao Rong looked towards the center of the river with envy. He had nothing in his hand except a bare harpoon. He wanted to share his joy with Cheng Youning, but he had nothing. He regretted his clumsiness and incompetence.

"Qiao Rong, if you can't fork it, get on the boat."

"Young Master, I'll fork for a while longer to practice my arm strength."

More than ten minutes later, the strange laughter of the followers and Cheng Youning's giggles were heard on the boat again. It was clear without them showing off that the two of them had caught fish again.

When Qiao Rong saw this, he felt envious and anxious.

Cheng Feng looked back at Qiao Rong and said, "If you can't keep calm, you won't be able to catch a single fish."

At some point, Qiao Rong suddenly became so excited that he shouted, "Ah—I caught a fish."

Cheng Youning also shouted happily when he saw the fish on Qiao Rong's harpoon.

"Let's go ashore."

"Master, aren't you going to fish anymore?"

The attendant said, "That's enough to eat. Let's go ashore and grill the fish."

Cheng Youning had no choice but to go ashore with his entourage.

Several people used local materials to build a wood fire. They scaled the fish, gutted it, rinsed it with river water, and put it on the fire. The follower muttered, "It would be better if there was some salt."

Cheng Youning said, "There is salt."

"where is it?"

"There is salt in Qiao Rong and I's backpacks."

At this time, Qiao Rong brought a small bottle of salt to the attendant, "You two actually brought salt out."

Cheng Youning said: "I also thought of sprinkling some salt on the fish to make it more flavorful when grilling it."

The attendant said: "He is indeed a good disciple of the master."

The fish meat is very tender, and the aroma comes out soon, "Is it cooked?"

"hold on."

Except for Cheng Feng, the other three were very greedy. When Cheng Feng said it was time to eat, each of them picked up a fish and ate it, "Daddy, why don't you eat it? It's so delicious."

"I'm not hungry. I can't eat. Eat slowly and don't get the fish bone stuck in your throat."

Cheng Youning spat out the thorns with his little mouth flexibly and ate with relish, as if no matter how good the food at home was, it could not compare to the taste of the grilled fish with a little salt in his hand.

"Master, why are you here today?"

The attendant said, "I couldn't find you at the mansion, so I asked the concierge and found out that you two came out with harpoons. I thought you two didn't know how to use harpoons, so you wouldn't be able to catch any fish, so I came here."

"Are you going to practice today?"

"Of course, you haven't practiced for a few days."

Cheng Youning said: "Mr. Huang gave me a half-month holiday, and I thought the master would also let his apprentice play for half a month."

"Hmph, your teacher Huang Daxian, how can he care about you now? He is busy instigating your grandfather to hold a ritual at the Lingchen Temple for seven days and insisted on holding a ritual at home."

Cheng Youning asked, "Master, don't you like the Dharma Assembly?"

"What's the point of that? It's all so smoky and I can't understand it."

"Giggle."