Song Sancheng, full of ambition, began to organize his fishing gear.
He knew Lun Chuan's friends were wealthy, so they would definitely have good fishing rods. Therefore, he had to bring his most expensive rod today—the one Lun Chuan gifted him.
But with everything ready, with the sun already rising high and the temperature climbing, not a single soul at the guesthouse was awake yet!
Sigh!
Disappointed, he picked up the basket: Why do these city folks love to sleep in so much?
"What are you doing?" Wu Lan shouted at him from behind. There's no farm work today.
Song Sancheng grumbled, "I'm heading to the riverside beach. That app, Vibrato, says that 'Heavenly Craftsmanship' has our ancestors' secret fishing recipes. I'm going to make one!"
Whatever chicken intestines mixed with rice, if Vibrato dares to say it, he'll dare to do it!
