Leisurely mountain village

Ye Huan agreed, so he accepted the money without any hesitation. After learning about Hu Zi's situation, he stopped talking about it. He was sure he could make money, although there would definitely be dangers involved.

As a real estate boss, he has many enemies, which is why he gave Tiger two bottles of spiritual spring water to help him improve his strength.

If Ye Huan was a martial artist before, meaning he could already feel a faint true qi within his body, then Hu Zi was still at the low-level stage, which was just an ordinary elite soldier, not even considered top-tier.

Once you officially enter the realm of martial arts, it's a completely different world. Having true qi and not having true qi are two entirely different concepts. It's like two people of the same level fighting, one empty-handed and the other pulling out a pistol.

Once the internal energy can circulate completely within the body, one can advance to the next level of warrior.

Ye Huan estimated that if he hadn't cultivated that "Longevity Dao Scripture" and broken through to level 5, just by drinking the spiritual spring water, he should have reached the warrior level and completed the true qi circulation.

Now, although he hasn't tried it out yet, if he were to guess, he would estimate that if he isn't a Grandmaster, he is at least a Martial Master at the peak of his cultivation level. This refers to combat power, which shows the difference between cultivating immortality and cultivating martial arts.

Seeing that there was nothing for him to do, Ye Huan left a pack of cigarettes for his mentors and told them to do their jobs well. Then he took Jingjing and Xiaobai and left. Whenever he had free time, he would turn on his phone and livestream the whole way.

Regardless of whether there were people around, he walked along muttering, "This is our Willow Tree Village, but the villagers don't call it that. They all call it Ye Family Village. There are only a few people with different surnames in our village. They probably came here to escape famine or war."

"You all know this river. The water from the mountains flows down and gathers into this river. They say that clear water has no fish, so let me show you..." Ye Huan held his phone up to the river and took pictures of the water.

"You see a lot of fish, right? Nobody has bothered to find out where they came from. When I went fishing before, you all saw them, but nobody saw them. Even if you did, you didn't see them. But there were common crucian carp, flatfish, silver carp, grass carp, and shrimp, as well as a lot of lobsters and eels."

"Besides this river, there's a deep pond in the middle of the fields outside the village. When we were kids, if any of us dared to go down into that pond to play, we'd be in big trouble when we got home. Haha."

Ye Huan recalled that when she was a child, she went down to the pond with her friends and got a double beating from her parents when she got home. She had to lie down and sleep for more than ten days before she recovered.

The number of viewers in the live stream has already surpassed the previous 3000, but Ye Huan doesn't even look at it. He has no experience in live streaming, so he just says whatever comes to mind without considering the viewers' feelings. His main motto is to be irresponsible and not a sycophant.

"I'm just going by my own whim," he said. "There's a big fish in that pond outside the village. When I was a kid, I saw someone from the village catch a bighead carp in there. You wouldn't believe it, it weighed at least 30 pounds. Come on, I'll take you to see it."

Ye Huan shoved the phone into Jingjing's hand, hugged her, and strode toward the village entrance. The entrance to their Ye Family Village was like a natural barrier; on one side of the road was the river, and on the other side was a forest, with slightly higher ground.

After leaving the village, instead of following the road out of the village, you walk onto a stone bridge of unknown age. On the other side are the village's fertile fields, which have taken countless generations of effort to reach their current size.

Ye Huan's family's farmland was also outside the village. The land in the village and the vegetable garden on the back mountain were all reclaimed by each family themselves. The mountain forest was contracted by his grandfather. Before the concept of contracting existed, or before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Ye Huan's great-grandfather had already planted fruit trees on that mountain forest.

The farmland and the village are separated by this river, clearly distinct. Ye Huan walks across the stone bridge, and the camera then focuses on a field of farmland, with the pond in the middle, which is probably connected to the groundwater.

"We've never experienced drought here. Even when the river runs dry, this pond has never dried up," Ye Huan said proudly. The wisdom of our ancestors in choosing this location was beyond his ability to judge.

"Look, this is the pond. Uncle Eleven, are you fishing?" Ye Huan introduced to the live stream, noticing the villagers fishing there.

"Well, Qiuqiu wants to eat fish, so I'll try my luck." The person Ye Huan called "Uncle Eleven" was his cousin Ye Dacai, whose father and Ye Huan's grandfather were cousins.

"Did you catch anything?" Ye Huan placed Jingjing far from the water and had Xiaobai watch over her. He then took his phone and walked over, shining the light into Uncle Eleven's bucket.

"Wow, this is a great catch!" Not only Ye Huan, but the other fishermen in the live stream were going crazy. There was a big red bucket with just one fish in it, a silver carp weighing at least fifteen or sixteen pounds.

"Hehe, not bad, but there's not much movement now," Ye Dacai laughed.

"This fish head looks good, I want to eat it too," Ye Huan said to the camera. "Wait for me, everyone, I'm going back to get my gear."

Completely ignoring the comments and gifts from viewers in the live stream who were begging for the link.

Ye Huan had never looked at his backstage information. He always thought he was just a nobody and no one sent him gifts or anything, so he never looked at it.

"Uncle Eleven, sit a little longer and keep an eye on Jingjing for me. I'm going back to get my fishing rod." Ye Huan told Xiao Bai to stay as well, then quickly ran back and came back with the fishing rod and fish basket.

"Okay, you go ahead and fish, I'm going back." Ye Dacai waited for Ye Huan to arrive, then packed up his line and left.

"Goodbye, Grandpa Eleven." Jingjing waved to Ye Dacai. Then she looked at her uncle.

Ye Huan first set up his phone on a stand, pointing it at the fishing spot. Then he placed a small chair about three meters behind Jingjing so she could sit and watch. Xiaobai stayed with her.

"Jingjing, look at Uncle fishing! He caught a big one today, we'll grill it for dinner tonight," Ye Huan said with a smile as he turned around.

"Okay, I like eating fish." Jingjing's words were full of emotional value.

Ye Huan has even neglected her live stream now, and she never expected that the number of viewers has exceeded 5000.

As for the comments from netizens? What are those?

Less than five minutes later, Ye Huan felt the stick in his hand become heavier. "Here it comes, haha, not small."

Ye Huan held the fishing rod, which had bent into an arc. The viewers in the live stream were even more excited than Ye Huan, wishing they were the ones reeling in the fish. Based on their experience, they knew this fish was no small one.

"Hey, hey hey~~ Something seems off." Ye Huan walked around for a while and saw the big guy in the water. It wasn't a fish, but the person on the phone couldn't see it and could only worry anxiously.

When they finally saw Ye Huan reel in his fishing rod and bring his prey ashore, they gasped in surprise as he picked it up.