Chapter 364 Leslie Cheung's Failure to Harvest a Single Grain!

Smoke rose from the kitchen, and various aromas gradually filled the air.

Xiao Chen first prepared the crabs, simply steaming them to preserve their original freshness.

Next came the plate of beef, stir-fried over high heat, its aroma instantly filling the roof.

"Wow, this smells amazing!"

Wang Zuxian followed the smell into the kitchen, staring intently at the pot.

"Ah Chen, your cooking skills are absolutely amazing, even better than those of the private restaurants outside."

Xiao Chen handed her the plated beef.

"Greedy cat, take it out first, we'll eat right away."

Wang Zuxian chuckled, picked up the plate, and ran off in a flash.

Before long, an extremely lavish lunch was laid out on the stone table.

Steamed king crab, braised duck, beef stew with potatoes, garlic broccoli...

It has a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste, and gleams enticingly in the sunlight.

The group settled down in the pavilion, enjoying the gentle breeze.

"Come on, let's celebrate the official start of filming for 'Back to the Countryside'! Let's have a toast!"

Leslie Cheung raised his glass full of juice, looking very excited.

Everyone responded enthusiastically, and the atmosphere became extremely lively.

Xiao Chen sat in the middle, occasionally taking care of Dilraba next to him, and putting a piece of the tenderest crab leg meat on her plate.

"Brother Chen, you should eat too."

Dilraba spoke softly, her eyes filled with the shyness of first love.

Xiao Chen smiled, said nothing, and slowly ate his food.

His elegant and composed demeanor prompted Brigitte Lin, who was sitting opposite him, to sigh in admiration.

"Sometimes when I look at Ah Chen, I feel like there's an old soul living inside him."

"How can someone who's only twenty years old be so steady?"

Xiao Chen put down his chopsticks, looked at Lin Qingxia, his eyes clear.

"Sister Brigitte Lin, I call this being content with what I have."

"Being able to film a show with you all and eat the meals I cooked myself, this is the life I long for."

This one sentence instantly elevated the program's theme.

The director slapped his thigh behind the monitor, exclaiming that Xiao Chen's line was a stroke of genius.

The afternoon sun lazily spilled into the courtyard, casting long shadows on everyone.

After a satisfying lunch, everyone felt quite relaxed.

Leslie Cheung stretched, breaking the tranquility.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get some exercise."

Everyone worked together, clearing away the dishes and tidying up the courtyard.

Xiao Chen was still the most restless person. He quickly wiped the table clean and then went to the storage room to find the dusty fishing gear.

The fishing gear looked quite old, with dust covering the fishing lines.

He patiently checked each item, replaced the old fishing line, and adjusted the rod's flexibility. His focused and serious demeanor made it seem as if he were handling a rare treasure.

Dilraba followed him like a little tail, wanting to help but not knowing where to start, and could only watch helplessly.

"Brother Chen, let me help you."

Xiao Chen handed her a relatively lightweight fishing rod and smiled gently.

"Try this, but don't cry if you can't catch anything later."

"No way!"

Dilraba pouted as she took the fishing rod, her cheeks slightly flushed, but her heart was overflowing with sweetness.

With everything prepared, the group marched in a grand procession toward the lake.

The production team prepared a small electric boat, enough for seven or eight people to ride.

The boat slowly sailed towards the center of the lake. A gentle breeze caressed our faces, carrying the coolness of the water vapor. The distant green mountains were reflected in the emerald lake water, like a beautiful ink painting.

Wang Zuxian couldn't help but sigh, his voice filled with rapture.

"This place is truly a paradise for gods."

Brigitte Lin nodded in agreement: "Being able to stay in a place like this for a few days makes all your worries disappear."

Xiao Chen chose a spot where he thought the water plants were abundant and where fish were most likely to gather, and moored the boat there.

Everyone found their spots, cast their fishing rods, and began the long wait.

Leslie Cheung was the most impatient of them all. Less than a minute after casting his line, he started fidgeting, constantly checking the float and fidgeting with the rod, muttering to himself.

"Fish, fish, bite the hook! Brother will make you something delicious."

In contrast, Xiao Chen appeared much more composed.

He secured the fishing rod, then leaned against the gunwale, his eyes half-closed, as if he were asleep.

Only those clear eyes occasionally swept across the water's surface, precisely capturing every subtle ripple.

Time passed second by second.

Dilraba was the first to lose her composure; her float was as if it were welded to the surface of the water, completely still.

"Brother Chen, why isn't my fishing rod responding?"

She looked at Xiao Chen with a distressed expression.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at her location.

"The water's too shallow there, the fish can't get across. Come on, let's switch."

As he spoke, he stood up and naturally sat in Dilraba's seat, handing her his fishing rod.

Dilraba obediently switched places, feeling a warmth in her heart at Xiao Chen's thoughtfulness.

Not long after, there was a response from Brigitte Lin's side.

"Hey! It moved!"

She exclaimed in surprise, carefully reeling in the line, and pulled up a palm-sized crucian carp, which was jumping and wriggling in mid-air.

Following closely behind, Mei Yanfang and Wang Zuxian also started catching fish and shrimp. Although they only caught small fish and shrimp, it instantly made the atmosphere on the boat lively.

Only Leslie Cheung and Dilraba, who replaced Xiao Chen on his "throne," still gained nothing.

Leslie Cheung's face was almost scrunched up; he was so anxious looking at the lively fish in other people's buckets.

"That's strange, why don't I have any fish here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen suddenly raised his hand, and the fishing rod in his hand was instantly pulled into an exaggerated arc.

The force was so great that it even made the small boat shake.

Wang Zuxian exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow! A big fish!"

All eyes immediately focused on Xiao Chen.

With a steady and unhurried wrist, he reeled in and released the fishing line, engaging in a tug-of-war with the enormous creature underwater.

His stunningly handsome face showed no sign of panic, only a calm composure as if he were in complete control.

The muscles in his arms are smooth and powerful, gleaming with a healthy sheen in the sunlight.

A few minutes later, he easily lifted up a plump grass carp weighing four or five pounds.

"pretty!"

Leslie Cheung cheered instinctively, then realized what he'd done and muttered sourly.

"Luck, pure luck."

However, what happened next completely shattered his hopes.

It was as if Xiao Chen had turned on some mysterious switch.

After the first big fish was caught, his fishing rod almost never stopped.

One big fish after another was caught and pulled from the water, thrown into the bucket, splashing up a series of joyful sprays.

Grass carp, silver carp, snakehead... there are many kinds, and each one is bigger than the last.

In contrast, the best result achieved by others was nothing more than Lin Qingxia's small fish.

Leslie Cheung's face turned completely black.

He watched helplessly as Xiao Chen's bucket was almost full, while his own bucket was still empty, without even a single waterweed.

"No! This isn't scientifically sound!"