The Top Fishing Master

Exiting the live broadcast room, Lin Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

He had initially thought that preparing a thousand servings would be more than enough.

Usually, his live stream had only three to four hundred regular viewers; if each bought one or two bottles, that should have lasted a couple of days.

But no, just like that, a thousand orders were put up for sale and weren't even able to last a minute before the fans snapped them all up.

Lin Yang opened the backend of the app to check the transaction records, and damn, it turned out most people had purchased three servings each. It was brutal.

No wonder those live-streaming hosts who sell products are making more money than the others; the terrifying efficiency is quite frightening.

Previously, Lin Yang used to earn five to six thousand yuan a month at his job, but today's stream alone, with a thousand units of bait sold out, casually completed a transaction volume of thirty thousand dollars.

This earning efficiency is simply terrifying.

To calm his excited emotions, Lin Yang checked the time on his phone; it was already past five-thirty in the afternoon, and the fish were biting less, so he decided to stop fishing and head home.

As usual, as he passed through the town, he sold most of the Crucian Carp and only brought a few Big Plate Crucian Carp home.

Lin Yang lived in a place called Yangkeng Village, which had about two to three hundred households, with houses scattered sporadically on both sides of the road.

His home was located about in the middle of the village. It took him about five or six minutes to bike home from the entrance of the village.

Lin Yang leisurely rode his bicycle along the village roads, receiving greetings from people now and then, prompting him to remark, 'Having money is really nice'. Previously, when he would ride to fish, the people in the village were not so warm to him.

Life in the countryside is like this; news travels fast: who buys a car, who buys a house, or who is still unmarried at thirty—such news can spread across the entire village in a couple of days.

Plus, with his mother's character, it was difficult for people not to know that he was making money by live-streaming his fishing.

"Brother Yang!"

Lin Yang was humming a tune when suddenly someone called him from behind.

He turned around and saw it was a woman in her mid-twenties calling him: she looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember her name right away.

"Brother Yang, it's me, Chen Yue. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Upon hearing her name, Lin Yang finally remembered her. She was the little girl who used to follow him around calling him 'brother' when they were kids, even clamoring that she'd grow up to be his wife.

Remembering those childhood days, he couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Yue also smiled as she asked, "Brother Yang, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing much, just remembered that little shadow of mine from back in the day."

Hearing this, Chen Yue covered her blushing face, thinking, 'Brother Yang couldn't possibly still remember me saying I'd grow up to be his wife, could he? How embarrassing.'

While Chen Yue was still shy, Lin Yang curiously asked, "Yue'er, I heard you were working in Hang City. What brought you back?"

At Lin Yang's question, Chen Yue, unable to contain her shyness, spoke with an unnatural expression, "I came back yesterday. I just didn't want to work at that company anymore, so I left."

Actually, the reason was that her manager had tried to harass her, and when she refused, she faced repercussions, and it became so troublesome that she had no choice but to return home.

Her father had passed away quite early, and the family wasn't well off. Fortunately, she was a hardworking student with consistently good marks and had secured a spot in a very prestigious university.

She was the most academically successful college student Yangkeng Village had ever seen. After graduation, she had worked at a big company in Hang City and rarely came home.

"It's good that you're back; your mom was quite lonely at home. By the way, are you going out again?"

"I'm not going out again; my mom's not been in good health recently, so I'm planning to find a job nearby and take care of her more."

"Were you out fishing, Brother Yang?"

"Yes, I was fishing all afternoon and just got back...."

The two chatted on the roadside, and Lin Yang briefly glanced at Yue'er several times, noticing she had indeed changed a lot and had grown even more beautiful.

She was quite pretty even when they were in middle school together, but back then, because her family was poor and her clothes were plain, she didn't stand out much among her classmates.

But now things were different; although she still dressed simply, her figure and beauty were undeniably striking.

Indeed, she was much more attractive than the woman Lin Yang went on a blind date with last time.

The two talked for more than ten minutes until it was completely dark, and then Lin Yang rode his bike home.

Upon returning home, the yard was still filled with a refreshing fragrance. Although it was already dark, dad was still busy packaging the bait.

For the elderly couple living in the countryside, making an extra can of bait meant earning an extra ten or twenty yuan. Compared to their previous hard jobs, this could be considered easy money.

.....

The next morning, Lin Yang was woken up by a noisy ringtone.

He glanced outside and saw that it was just beginning to lighten, wondering who would call so early in the morning.

Lin Yang looked at the caller ID on his phone.

"Wang Feng!"

Seeing the name displayed on the screen, he then remembered that he had arranged to go to a competition the day before yesterday.

Lin Yang immediately answered the phone.

A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Yang, I've already arrived at the place you mentioned."

Lin Yang, "Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes."

With that, he quickly got dressed.

After getting dressed and quickly washing up, he grabbed the new fishing chair that had arrived last night and headed out.

Of course, before leaving, he told his mom that he wouldn't be home for lunch today and also left twenty bottles of Crucian Carp bait for his dad to use for today's nest material.

As for yesterday's orders on the little yellow scooter, he directly sent screenshots to the courier station manager.

Once outside, Lin Yang tightened his clothes a bit, the temperature difference in early spring was still quite large.

It was just after six o'clock now, and the sun had not risen, so the temperature was still somewhat low.

He strode to the location agreed upon the day before yesterday and saw a new Jimny parked on the roadside, its body boldly labeled with the name of a fishing club, with the owner Wang Feng leaning against the car smoking.

Lin Yang, "Brother Wang, not bad, how did you manage to buy this sleek car?"

Lin Yang was somewhat familiar with this Jimny, known as a little off-road beast, Little G, with strong off-road capabilities, easily surpassing terrains even large off-road vehicles might find challenging.

So, for those who liked off-roading and outdoor fishing, this car was a good choice.

"Just took a liking to it, this car has good pass-through capability and the off-road ability is decent as well, so just bought it for fun."

"Here, Brother Yang, I've brought you breakfast."

Wang Feng said, handing over a bag of steamed buns and a box of soybean juice from the passenger seat to Lin Yang.

"Thanks!"

Wang Feng, "Don't mention it, I was passing by the town and thought you probably hadn't had breakfast yet, so I brought it along."

Lin Yang, "Haha, then let's not delay any further, let's go."

With that, the two of them got in the car and set off.

As soon as Lin Yang sat in the car, he adjusted the seat back as far as it would go.

Seeing this, Wang Feng, who was driving, laughed, "Haha, Brother Yang, sitting in this little car must be a bit cramped for someone of your size."

Lin Yang, nearly 1.8 meters tall, did feel a bit cramped in the small car, but after adjusting the seat all the way back, there was still enough space, "No worries, I fit."

The location for this fishing competition was Binjiang Reservoir, not very far from where Lin Yang lived, less than an hour's drive away, and they had already arrived.

Although it was just before seven o'clock, the open area beside Binjiang Reservoir was already filled with vehicles of all sizes.

Furthermore, anglers dressed in various fishing apparels, carrying bags and fishing gear, gathered in groups, discussing today's competition.

Not far away, a stage was set up, the surface covered in red carpet, and behind it a huge banner was hung.

"Binjiang Reservoir 3rd Annual Fishing Competition!"

Below these bold letters were the prizes for the top three competitors of this competition, followed by the names of various sponsors.

The prize money for this competition was provided by these sponsors, which also meant it was basically paying for advertising.