Golden Fisherman: The starting reward is a sea

Song Yun sat and waited for his meal, listening to the discussions of the people around him, there was no expression on his face, but he kept sneering in his heart, he put a row of hooks to catch thousands of catties of white pomfret, many people want to learn from themselves, at a glance, there are several people who eat in the past There are baskets with hooks at their feet, needless to say, they will definitely have to go out to sea to fish for white pomfret after a while.

"Want to learn how to fish for white pomfret?!"

"You first have to have a piece of the ocean, you have to be able to track the fish."

Song Yun knows that these people are destined to be empty, no one has their own ability, it is impossible for anyone to catch a white pomfret, if someone can make money in this world, others want to make money, but if they follow others, they will definitely be able to make money, and it is absolutely impossible to have only one horse father in this world.

"Boss Song!"

"Here's what you ordered, all from the fishing boats here in our town, absolutely fresh, lively, here are the two bottles of cold beer you want."

A fat middle-aged man is responsible for stir-frying, and the guests are usually a little colorful, either the proprietress or the boss's daughter, and the food stall business wants to do well, in addition to being economical, this is very important.

"Hehehe!"

"It looks like I'm a celebrity here now, and everyone knows me."

Song Yun immediately laughed when he heard the proprietress say this.

"Who's to say it isn't? If you just catch a wild 400-pound grouper, everyone will just tell the story after dinner, but you can put a row of hooks to catch thousands of pounds of white pomfret, this is not a joke, and now the people in the whole town, including those in the next town, whether they are fishing or not fishing, have heard about you. "

The proprietress said with a smile, and with her other hand, she directly opened a bottle of beer and placed it in front of Song Yun.

Song Yun nodded, didn't say anything more, lowered his head and began to eat violently, he was busy all day, but he just ate a bowl of noodles, he was already hungry at this time, and he could eat it in a big gulp, and the food on the table quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After Song Yun finished eating all the dishes, he ordered half a duck, plus a two-pound steamed grouper, and ate a large pot of rice, finally filling his stomach.

"Whew!"

"People are iron rice and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, there is nothing wrong with this, it is true."

Song Yun drank the last sip of beer, and after burping, he took out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and turned around and left the food stall.

"Hell yes!"

"Did you just see that?"

"Song Yun's kid's amount of food is simply earth-shattering, one person has eaten such a large amount of things, if it were us, the three of us would not be able to finish it, and we also drank six bottles of beer."

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"Humph!"

"All of us in this business are manual work, how can we make money if we can't eat so much?!"

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"If you can put a row hook and catch thousands of catties of white pomfret overnight, don't say eat so much, even if you eat ten times more than a hundred times, it is natural!"

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The people at the food stalls were dumbfounded, and they found that Song Yun was not only very good at fishing, but also ate more than ordinary people.

After Song Yun finished eating, he found that the time was still early, and he slept hard during the day, and now at this time, he was in a hurry to go home, and simply walked around the town, when he was young, he often came here to play, and he didn't come for several years, and found that there was no particularly big change, if he had to say, maybe he could occasionally see a few newly built houses, or those old houses were more dilapidated than in his memory.

Song Yun bought a cup of milk tea in a small milk tea shop and grabbed it in his hand, drank it while continuing to shop, and after half an hour, he found that he had inadvertently come to the small street where fishing gear was sold again, standing in front of the Lingling fishing tackle shop where he bought his own hooks, looked at the lights that were still on, hesitated, and walked in directly.