By the Qingshui River, the gentle rain drizzled down from the sky.
Wang Chen took a rain cloak from the pouch of his big black donkey, draped it on, and continued to sit and fish.
A true fisherman is never afraid of wind and rain.
Suddenly, the feather float in the river moved slightly, and Wang Chen swiftly lifted the fishing rod.
With a sound of "splash," a golden carp was forcibly pulled out of the water.
It struggled vehemently, trying to escape the hook caught in its lower lip.
Ultimately, it plopped onto the grassy riverbank!
Wang Chen smiled slightly, reached out to grab the head of the golden carp, and then put it into the immersed net pouch.
"Today's luck is not bad."
He took a cloth to wipe the sticky fish slime off his hands and continued to bait the hook.
Soon, another carp was hooked.
