All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

It was the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. The weather was nice today, so Zhou Yongcheng called a dozen of his brothers to pull in the nets to catch fish. After having breakfast, everyone prepared to get to work.

Someone is coming to buy fish tomorrow, so I need to get some fish ready. I don't know how many people will buy them, but it's good to get a lot and keep them.

At this moment, several cars stopped in the parking lot by the fishpond. Zhou Yongcheng and his group were quite familiar with those cars; they all belonged to the fishermen.

"Boss, what are you doing?" a fisherman asked.

“Bring some fish up with the net. If you want to fish, go to the fishpond up there,” Zhou Yongcheng said.

"Alright, boss, are you selling the fish you caught today?"

"You know the price, right?"

"I know, it's a thousand yuan per kilogram."

"You can buy it today if you want."

"Thank you boss."

Zhou Yongcheng and his group took the boats online. The boats were bought by Zhou Yongcheng; they were all manually operated and there were two of them.

The section below the fishpond is inaccessible due to cliffs on both sides, so the only way to get there is by boat.

When they reached the dam, they started setting out nets and then pulling them inwards.

Zhou Yongcheng knew that using a net wouldn't be effective, so he decided to use his mental powers to drive them away.

There were six or seven people sitting on one side of the boat, rowing and pulling the net at the same time.

Zhou Yongcheng used his telekinesis to drive the fish into the pond. There were many fish there, after all, he had released two waves of fish, so it would be strange if there weren't many.

The net-pulling process was very slow; it took more than an hour to pull it up from below.

"Fish, so many fish."

Zhou Yongcheng used his telekinesis to bring a batch of fish up; a net definitely couldn't catch that many.

All the fish were driven into the shallow water area, where the water was only a few tens of centimeters deep. People could go into the water to catch fish as long as they wore fishing pants.

“The fish is huge! Look at that one, does it weigh fifty or sixty pounds?” Zhou Yongqiang said, pointing to a fish.

"That one over there is much bigger, probably weighing sixty or seventy pounds."

Everyone is talking about how big the fish in the fishpond are.

Uncle and the others were surprised to see how big the fish was and asked, "Yongcheng, does this fish grow so fast? It's already fifty or sixty pounds."

Zhou Yongcheng whispered to his second uncle, "I spent a lot of money to buy some high-tech nutrient solution and put it in the fishpond. The fish grow quickly, taste good, and are very nutritious."

Uncle Er understood immediately. No wonder the fish in the fishpond tasted so good and grew so fast; it turned out they had something added to them.

Zhou Yongqiang and his men caught them and put them in a large bucket into the fish pond next to the house.

"Good heavens, there's not even enough room for one fish in a bucket," the two men remarked as they passed Zhou Yongcheng carrying their buckets.

"It seems the fish in the pond are growing well."

After catching fish all morning, Zhou Yongcheng realized that the fishpond wasn't very big and couldn't hold many fish. So he used a net to enclose the fish in the shallow water. If there weren't enough fish in the pond to sell, he could just catch more. If he couldn't sell them all, he could simply remove the net.

Lunch was a whole fish feast. Several tables were set up next to the house. Zhou Yongcheng invited all ten or so families in his village to come down and eat fish. He also called over the fishermen.

"You can never get tired of this fish; it tastes delicious even if you eat it every day," Zhou Yongming said.

“It’s okay, eat more. You won’t be able to eat this after you go back to school after the New Year,” Zhou Yaya said.

"I don't want to go to school anymore."

The people around burst into laughter.

“Yongcheng, you can’t sell all your fish. Keep some for us to buy for the New Year around the 27th or 28th.”

"We can't sell them all; not many people are buying them," Zhou Yongcheng said.

Everyone was having a great time eating fish and chatting.

The next day, around nine o'clock in the morning, people drove up to buy fish.

They know the rules; someone bought 60 jin (30 kg) for 60,000 yuan without even blinking.

Some people only bought one, weighing about twenty kilograms; not everyone is that extravagant.

Over the next few days, people came to buy fish, mostly those who had bought fish before and who recommended the products.

On the last day, there were several repeat customers; it seems they enjoyed the fish and came back to buy more.

After the 25th, no one from outside came to buy fish, but some people from the surrounding villages came and bought some fish, and several families even bought one fish together.

He sold the goods at half price to anyone in the surrounding villages whom his second uncle knew.

On the 28th, villagers came to buy fish. Zhou Yongcheng only charged 100 yuan per jin (500 grams), and gave each family in his village a fish weighing about 30 jin.

Zhou Yongcheng didn't sell all the fish in the fishpond, and he kept them for himself.

All the fish that were trapped in the shallow water were released.

This year's Spring Festival was very lively, with every household buying fireworks to set off.

After the Lunar New Year, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, many people called him to wish him a Happy New Year. They were friends and classmates he had met while away from home. On this day, his golden finger opened up a world, and Zhou Yongcheng went in to take a look. It was a film and television world called "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky".

Zhou Yongcheng has watched this TV series. The character Chen Jianghe is so devoted. His lover is already married and has children, but he is still reluctant to let go of her. What kind of love is this? It probably only exists in TV dramas.

When Zhou Yongcheng entered that world, the female protagonist, Luo Yuzhu, had already married and had a child.

Zhou Yongcheng thought about it and wanted to see if Chen Jianghe really loved Luo Yuzhu. So he spent some money to get Luo Yuzhu's husband from a front-line railway worker to an office position, making him a minor leader.

He wanted to see what Chen Jianghe would do, and whether he would marry Chen Xue, who loved him.

In "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky," the one Zhou Yongcheng favored the most was Qiu Yingjie.

He wanted to see how far Qiu Yingjie would go if he didn't die.

Without paying any further attention to Chen Jianghe and his group's development, Zhou Yongcheng returned to the real world.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my second uncle and his family went to my aunt's family home to pay their respects, leaving Zhou Yongcheng alone at home.

Zhou Yongcheng had never met anyone from his mother's side of the family in his life, nor had his mother ever mentioned them.

He had heard from people around him that his mother was from the provincial capital and was kicked out of the house because she secretly married his father.

The next day, Zhou Yongcheng's classmate Chen Suxin visited with her husband and daughter.

They brought a large piece of pork leg and a bottle of fine wine.

Chen Suxin held her daughter's hand and said to her daughter Zhang Xueting, "Quickly call him godfather."

Chen Suxin is quite tall, about 1.6 meters, and a little chubby. Perhaps because she works away from home for many years, her complexion doesn't match her age; she looks like she's in her thirties.

Her daughter, Zhang Xueting, is about seven years old. She's a little chubby and looks very cute.

"Godfather."

Zhou Yongcheng smiled and agreed, then took a red jade pendant from his pocket and hung it around Zhang Xueting's neck.

Then he got up and poured them tea.

"How did you end up living down here? And your village has changed so much," Chen Suxin said.

“I contracted this fishpond next door. If you want to see the fishpond, I built a few houses here.”

"You were at home the whole last year?"

"Pretty much. How are things going for you guys out there?" Zhou Yongcheng asked.

Chen Suxin's husband is named Zhang Haibo, and he is a little older than them, probably around thirty years old.

"It's just like any other job," Zhang Haibo replied with a smile.

Zhou Yongcheng nodded. "What exactly do you mean?"

Zhang Haibo seemed a little unhappy when asked the question, but Chen Suxin, who was next to him, said with a smile, "He works in a shoe factory and is now the line manager of a production line."

"That's alright. What kind of shoes does your factory mainly produce?"

"Sneakers, leather shoes, sandals, there are many kinds."

Zhou Yongcheng glanced at Zhang Xueting and said to Zhang Haibo, "I have a friend who does foreign trade. He asked me before the New Year if I had any sources of sports shoes. Since you are an expert in shoes, you should be very familiar with them. My friend needs a batch of shoes, and the quality must be good. After all, it's foreign trade, so the quality can't be too bad. He didn't say how many shoes there are, but it's at least ten million worth. Can your factory handle this order?"