TGCFNM -Chapter 379 Fishing

Chu Ling spun around on the spot and noticed that none of the people who had invited her had brought any fishing gear. Her gaze then settled on Fu Qingyu beside Wan Sanjin.

“Xiao Hua, hold the spot!”

Xiao Hua nodded and took out her fire poker. “Don’t worry, Master!”

Chu Ling rubbed her face, put on a friendly expression, and walked over to Wan Sanjin and Fu Qingyu. “Young Master Fu, you have quite a lot of fishing gear. They look… very nice.”

Fu Qingyu couldn’t help but laugh. “The first thing Sanjin said when he got on my carriage was exactly the same.”

Chu Ling tilted her head toward Wan Sanjin.

Wan Sanjin gave an awkward smile. “We only brought food and drinks—nothing else… I thought someone else had prepared everything.”

Chu Ling had assumed the same.

So when Nangong Han arrived, he was immediately the focus of their attention.

Nangong Han looked surprised. “Did I… do something? Is there something on my face?”

Shangguan Shi spoke up: “Master, we have some chairs. If you don’t mind, you can go…”

“Don’t mind? Where?” Chu Ling asked.

Shangguan Shi pointed in a direction, and Chu Ling immediately indicated the spot and gestured to Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua set down the food boxes, effortlessly took five chairs from the spot Shangguan Shi had prepared, using just one hand—because the other hand was holding a table.

Shangguan Shi was stunned.

Shangguan Cheng shouted in surprise, holding his head. “Little brother, Xiao Hua seems to have taken someone else’s chairs too.”

Shangguan Shi glanced at Chu Ling. “No matter, no one would dare say anything.”

Meanwhile, Wan Sanjin grabbed Qingyu’s arm. “Come on, come on, let’s find the Master. And bring your fishing gear for us to use.” Saying that, he picked up a chair, pulled Qingyu along, and had Qingtong carry the fishing gear.

Chu Ling helped Qingtong with two rods and then bid the others goodbye before leaving.

Shangguan Cheng tapped his younger brother on the shoulder. “Shall we go?”

Shangguan Shi quietly said, “Let’s stick to our original spot. I don’t trust Master Wan’s luck.”

Nangong Han thought for a moment, glanced at the spot in front of him, and decided it was fine, so he stayed.

When Zhang Dong and Su He arrived, they saw a row of chairs, the fishing gear neatly arranged, and on the table behind, the snacks and tea they had brought.

“Inspector Su, so the Masters managed to get chairs and fishing gear, huh?” Zhang Dong said, pleasantly surprised.

Su He squinted. “They probably stole them.”

Zhang Dong hesitated. “No way… there are no signs of a fight.”

Su He glanced around, then walked over with Zhang Dong.

“Everything in place?” Chu Ling called out. “Sit and fish—this spot’s comfortable enough.”

Su He and Zhang Dong sat down and began fishing.

Chu Ling put down her rod. “And the others? Is this matchmaking gathering just for this few people?”

Fu Qingyu said, “Near Zhuang Tianyou’s estate, there’s a place called ‘Tianshui Yixian.’ The scenery there is beautiful… It’s said that the flowers from the estate’s greenhouse were all moved out, so most people went there.”

Chu Ling made a knowing expression. “Beautiful women, flowers, poetry, and bragging.”

Fu Qingyu chuckled.

Wan Sanjin understood. “So the matchmaking event is there, and everyone left here are just the unwanted idle ones… so we came to fish?”

Chu Ling rubbed her forehead. “Master Wan, there are still quite a few people here, so keep your voices down.”

Wan Sanjin glanced around and happened to see someone packing up their fishing gear to leave. He whispered, “What’s going on? Are they upset?”

Chu Ling laughed, her shoulders shaking, “I guess so, hahaha.”

Fu Qingyu also laughed, then Zhang Dong and Xiao Hua couldn’t hold back either, and finally even Su He started laughing.

Bai Su poked Wan Sanjin’s head helplessly. “You really know how to hurt someone’s pride.”

Ghost Scholar chuckled lightly. Just then, Chu Ling’s float dipped, and he quickly reminded her, “The fish is biting.”

Chu Ling immediately stood up, reeling in the line and pulling backward.

Ripples rose on the water’s surface, glinting silver under the sunlight, as a wildly thrashing fish tail flicked up water droplets. In an instant, Chu Ling had pulled it onto the shore.

Qingtong helped remove the hook and placed the fish into the basket.

Chu Ling stared in amazement, poking it with her hand. “Such a big one! Nobody usually comes to this pond, right?”

Wan Sanjin poked it too, frowning. “How come you always manage to catch fish, sir?”

Chu Ling reached out and gave him a light smack. “Master Wan, you’re no match for me.”

“Impossible! I will definitely beat you,” Wan Sanjin declared fiercely. He stood up, then returned to his seat and started fishing seriously.

Chu Ling snorted and began fishing earnestly as well.

Before long, they caught another fish—this one by Xiao Hua. She proudly showed it to Wan Sanjin.

Then it was Su He’s turn, followed by Zhang Dong, and eventually even Fu Qingyu and the casually fishing Qingtong each caught one.

And each of them made sure Wan Sanjin saw their catch before placing it in the basket.

Soon, Nangong Han quietly walked over, the two Shangguan brothers followed, and the others silently gathered around as well.

Wan Sanjin: “……”

There are no good people around here!

Chu Ling had no idea what was happening. She didn’t even notice when it started, but suddenly it had turned into a fishing competition. Everyone was putting all their effort into seeing who could catch the most.

Whenever someone caught a fish, they would excitedly wave their arms and give a condescending look at everyone else.

Chu Ling didn’t care, thinking, no wonder these people can’t get into a matchmaking event.

But the others got angry, and they fished even more seriously.

This smoke-free war continued until someone came to call them, forcing a temporary truce.

Chu Ling looked at the five fish in her basket and Wan Sanjin’s single little fish, and sighed. “Master Wan, your luck really isn’t on your side.”

Wan Sanjin drew a deep breath. Just when Chu Ling thought he was about to retaliate, he reached into her basket, took a fish, and placed it in his own. Then, following the same method, he took fish one by one from Fu Qingyu, Su He, and Zhang Dong’s baskets—he didn’t even spare Xiao Hua’s.

“Now it’s enough,” Wan Sanjin said.

Chu Ling: “……”

Shangguan Cheng’s eyes widened. “My heavens! I’ve never seen someone so shameless!”

Wan Sanjin proudly shook his basket. “If you’ve got the guts, go ahead and snatch it. Snatch it!”

Shangguan Cheng was furious and immediately turned to glare at his own juniors and Nangong Han.

Nangong Han ran off carrying his basket of fish.

Shangguan Shi didn’t even bother with his older brother—it was too embarrassing.

Chu Ling waved her hand. “Alright, alright, let’s go back. We’ll make fish soup, roast fish, braised fish, steamed fish…”

Wan Sanjin protected his basket. “I’m taking my little fish home to raise.”

Chu Ling: “……”