C486 The Most Blind Way of Harvesting

About ten minutes later.

On the beach near the cabin...

Zhang Chenxi placed the simple fishing rod on a wooden rack. He didn't care. He put his hands in his pockets and just like that, he stood at the side. He leisurely waited for the fish to take the bait. Zhang Xingxin glanced at the fishing rod. He looked at his uncle again and finally couldn't help but say:

"Um... Uncle