Chapter 9 Moving Stones

Time passed, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun is just right.

Fang Ergou was sitting by the river, holding a five-meter-long fishing rod in his hand.

This fishing rod is twice as long and twice as thick.

This is not the technologically advanced world that Fang Yue once had. Various supramolecular materials can make fishing rods strong, tough, and light as long as they are willing to spend money.

But even in that era, Fang Yue, as a senior fisherman, had never seen anyone use a fishing rod exceeding five meters.

After all, not to mention the weight of such a long fishing rod, the length alone will greatly affect the operation and will actually affect the performance.

In this world, the best material is only bamboo pole, and the most suitable material is only bamboo pole.

The five-meter-long bamboo pole alone weighs more than twenty kilograms.

Ordinary people just carry it, and soon they will feel strenuous.

Not to mention, Fang Ergou is holding it with one hand now, taking into account the principle of leverage, his performance is so easy.

Fang Ergou's strength in one hand must not be more than two hundred kilograms! ! !

Seeing this scene, Fang Yue couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

I really didn’t expect it, I really didn’t see it.

Fang Ergou seems to be two or three years younger than him this year, twelve or thirteen.

What a beast!

In this way, due to the continuous improvement of qualifications these days, fishing skills have become more and more proficient.

Therefore, the little arrogance generated in his heart dissipated without a trace in an instant.

However, this also convinced him even more.

Fang Hu knows real Kung Fu!

Otherwise, even if Fang Ergou was taller and stronger than him, he would not be able to have such great strength.

Thinking of this, Fang Yue looked at the young man next to him, and his eyes gradually showed some passion.

“Brother She, why hasn’t this fish taken the bait yet?”

Fang Ergou's tone was irritable, and he was grabbing his hair with his other hand, as if there were a few fleas crawling on his head and biting him.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yue was shocked and felt better.

This evil Fang Ergou finally behaved normally.

This is what a farm kid should look like.

"The most important thing when fishing is your mind, you must be able to endure loneliness and guard your loneliness. Youdao is like a man in a boat with a coir raincoat hat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."

“It’s only been a while, but I can’t bear it any longer.

When I first started learning fishing, at that time, it took me a long time to catch my first fish.”

Fang Yue stood with his hands behind his hands, showing the destructive momentum of an old scholar.

"Brother She, how long did it take you?" Fang Ergou asked anxiously.

"Almost, only an hour." Fang Yue thought about it in his mind and said.

An hour is two hours,

Um,

When he learned to fish in his previous life, it took almost this long to catch a fish for the first time.

Although after a long period of time, it took him even longer than this time to catch another fish.

"Ah, Brother She, you are so amazing!"

Fang Ergou was stunned at first, and his dark and broad face, which was almost wider than Fang Yue's waist, instantly turned to stone.

He opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an egg into it, and he looked at Fang Yue with shock on his face.

After all, he had been fishing for a long time, almost two hours.

Perhaps it was Fang Ergou's luck that came to him just as he spoke.

The fishing rod in his hand sank slightly.

"A fish has taken the bait. Follow what I taught you before and don't be impatient."

Seeing this, Fang Yue lowered his voice and began to tell Fang Ergou the techniques that had been taught more than a dozen times.

In fact, judging from the swing of the fishing rod, the fish taken should not be big.

At this time, even if you throw out the fishing rod quickly, you have a high probability of catching the fish.

However, it fell into the hands of Fang Ergou.

But something unexpected happened, and the fishing rod shook violently and vibrated.

Fang Ergou was obviously anxious, and he exerted force again. The powerful force immediately threw the fishing rod out.

The five-meter-long bamboo pole flew rapidly through the air.

The howling wind made a harsh noise.

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After a while, Fang Ergou looked at a small grass carp that was not even as long as a palm on the hook, and couldn't help but said:

"Brother She, I caught it, I really caught it!"

Fang Ergou was originally worried that he would fail again this time, but this time he actually gained something.

He finally learned to fish!

In fact, the fish was too small, so even though I made a mistake, I still caught it.

After seven days of studying for an hour every day, Fang Ergou finally caught a fish.

It can also be seen that fishing is not easy.

After all, in this era, various fishing tools are too rudimentary.

If the tools are too poor, you have to rely on technology to make up for it.

"Well, well, not bad, not bad, really good."

Fang Yue felt that at this time, he should be an old man with a white beard, watching his juniors catch fish through his guidance.

He stroked his non-existent long beard with one hand and encouraged the younger generation with a smile.

It is a very fulfilling thing to teach a disciple and watch him gain something.

After calming down his emotions, although Fang Ergou still had a look of excitement on his face, he did not strike while the iron was hot and continue fishing.

Instead, he took his bow and arrow from the side, walked up to Fang Yue, and said angrily:

"Brother She, it's my turn to teach you the art of archery."

At this time, Fang Ergou imitated what his father used to be like, expressionless, serious and serious.

But, he was born with a simple and honest face.

The more serious he was, the more out of place he looked.

"My father said that to learn archery, you must first practice strength. Only when you have enough strength can you start learning archery."

"Brother Zhi, you see that my bow is a three-stone bow. To pull it open, you have to, you have to lift this stone, oh no, this is a stone above your head. Then, then, keep it for thirty breaths."

Fang Ergou touched this stone and lifted it while talking.

Soon, he found a bucket-sized stone. He lifted the stone and lifted it above his head to demonstrate to Fang Yue.

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Fang Yue couldn't help but jump.

This stone is several times bigger than his wooden barrel. It must be more than 300 pounds.

Just lifted it like this?

"Brother Zhi, come and try it too."

Soon, thirty breaths passed.

Fang Ergou put down the stone without blushing or panting. It was obvious that Fang Ergou's strength was far more than 300 kilograms.

"Just move the stone like this?"

Fang Yue was a little skeptical. Can moving stones build strength?

Just like weightlifting?