Sunday was almost excessively sunny. By eleven in the morning, the temperature outside had already reached twenty-five degrees.
Tian Junjie sat on a little folding stool wearing a straw hat, with a forked wooden rod rest prepared in front of him. The fishing rod he had bought specially in Wu City still looked new and had been well maintained.
His little Jialing Wuji Variable-Speed motorcycle stood two meters behind him.
Small as it was, his motorcycle was the only one among this group of anglers. Everyone else rode bicycles, which made his ride look particularly upscale.
The only blemish was the old shepherd in the marshy grassland not far below the dam, who kept looking their way.
Even without looking back, Tian Junjie could occasionally feel that burning gaze on his back.
That old man meddled in everything. Just a couple of days earlier, he had chased a fellow who was electrofishing several hundred meters to the south into the reservoir, confiscating his battery and fish.
The old man had even come over and lectured the anglers here, saying they fished for free yet wouldn't stop someone from electrofishing.
Only then had Tian Junjie learned that someone had actually leased this reservoir.
Still, although the old man had scolded them, he hadn't stopped them from fishing, so Tian Junjie had come back with an easy mind.
Finding a good fishing spot on weekends wasn't easy these days. This reservoir wasn't far from the County Seat, and the fish bit well. Every visit at least yielded something, and with luck, he could even catch big fish. There were all sorts of species, often offering little surprises.
Occasionally, he also saw people setting gill nets in the water, something Tian Junjie rather despised.
What skill did setting nets take? Fishing with a