Fishing: Travel Through 1988 and Become the National Fishing King

He Qiang traveled through time. This was supposed to be a happy weekend. I and my sister Lin asked for leave in advance. At around 5 o'clock in the morning, we ate a bowl of red oil and drove a micro-card with the "Lalamove" platform logo on it to go fishing in the Meilin Reservoir 40 kilometers away. I had good luck today. I fished with tender corn, and my mouth turned up to connect the rod. The secret fishing spot is indeed awesome. I planned to take a lunch break in the car before catching up on dinner. Who would have thought that when they woke up, they would travel to Northern Jiangsu in 1988? In this era when fishing has just sprouted and the masters have not yet shown their prominence: Deng silver carp and bighead carp? Li Dapen? Liu Changgan? Labor and capital Shudao Mountain! Who said there is no great emperor in the human race? How could I be strong if God had not given birth to me? Fishing will last forever like a long night. Becoming the global fishing king starts by contracting the fish pond in the village. ~~~~~~ This is a story with a sense of age written for the majority of fishing friends.