Suijun starts with the principle of rewarding diligence.

The sun was setting, and it was getting late.

The sound of rushing water gradually faded away by the lake.

When Buqu returned home, he found that Li Xian had not yet come back.

He hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was growling loudly.

"The original owner's parents are both dead, and eating dinner alone isn't very interesting. I might as well go eat with Uncle Wang next door. I'll give him some fish and pay him back the money I owed this morning."

He went straight to Old Wang's house next door.

"Knock knock knock!"

A moment later, Wang Erlang opened the door in response.

He looked unwell; his already dark face darkened further, as if he had just been upset.

"Uncle Wang, why do you look so unwell?"

Wang Erlang shook his head and forced a smile: "Oh, it's nothing."

He didn't explain to Buqu that his family was struggling to make ends meet, for fear that Buqu would feel uneasy.

Bu Qu smiled and lifted the bucket in front of Wang Erlang: "Uncle Wang, I caught some fish today. Let's celebrate and have a good meal! You can pick a few more of the rest as payment for what you paid this morning."

"How can this be? Your godfather will lose his money and might get another beating and scolding..." Halfway through his sentence, Wang Erlang saw seven or eight fish in the bucket and his face lit up with surprise. "A-Qu, how come you caught so many fish today? If this bucket of fish were taken to the fish market, it could sell for at least a hundred or eighty coins."

Bu Qu chuckled: "A gift from heaven!"

Wang Erlang also smiled憨厚ly.

Recalling what Buqu had just said, he politely replied, "Aqu has grown up, and your Uncle Wang is enjoying the good life too. But aren't you afraid your godfather will beat you for sharing the fish with me?"

"That scoundrel took the money for drinks; he's definitely not coming back tonight. Let's eat first. When he gets home and sees the fish in the house, he'll be off to the fish market to exchange it for money. He won't have time to care about me then."

Buqu carried the bucket and pushed Wang Erlang into the house, calling out, "Auntie, little girl, it's time to cook!"

When Zhang Cuihua and Wang Xiaoya heard Bu Qu's voice, their faces were already filled with displeasure.

Hearing that he was planning to come inside for a free meal, the mother and daughter stood up abruptly, wanting to give Bu Qu a hard time.

They were all taken aback when they saw that he was carrying a bucket.

Upon seeing seven or eight fish in the bucket, the two women immediately put on smiles.

"Ah Qu, how can I accept this? These are all fish you caught."

Zhang Cuihua smiled ingratiatingly and winked at Wang Xiaoya, urging her to quickly take the bucket to the pot.

Wang Xiaoya was reluctant, but she couldn't stand being hungry, so she obediently did as she was told.

After the family busied themselves for a while, a large pot of fish soup was served.

Bu Qu took a sip of the fish soup, his mouth filled with a fishy taste.

"The food in this world is terrible. The pickled fish I ate in my past life was so delicious, tangy and flavorful."

He found it hard to swallow and glanced at Uncle Wang's family.

Despite the fish soup being so fishy, ​​the three of them ate it with great relish, their chopsticks never stopping, as if they were eating some kind of delicacy.

Buqu shook his head; he thought he had been very poor in his previous life.

Only after arriving in this world did he understand what true poverty meant.

For Uncle Wang's family, having something to fill their stomachs is a blessing; they don't care whether it tastes good or not.

Seeing that Buqu had little appetite, Wang Erlang couldn't help but ask with concern, "Aqu, why don't you have any appetite? Are you still sick? Should I take you to the clinic to see a doctor tomorrow?"

Zhang Cuihua's expression tightened when she heard the word "doctor".

Then I thought about it again and realized that my family was so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat, which made me feel a little better.

Even when he went to the clinic, Bu Qu paid for it with his own money.

Bu Qu shook his head: "I'm wondering what delicacies the immortals of the Righteous Path Sect eat."

The Righteous Path Sect is located on Thousand-Zhang Mountain near Jingzhou Prefecture, and is the largest sect in the entire Jingzhou. It is also the sect closest to Blackwater County.

Legend has it that disciples of the Righteous Path Sect can ride the wind and wield swords, roaming freely between heaven and earth.

To mortals like them, such people are no different from immortals and gods.

Zhang Cuihua chuckled, "Why would a fisherman like you, who can't even afford to eat, think about such things? What does it matter to you if the gods eat well?"

Bu Qu wasn't annoyed, and said with a smile, "Immortals aren't born that way. I've heard that the Righteous Path Sect recruits disciples in the mortal realm every year. If I'm lucky enough to be chosen, wouldn't I become an immortal too?"

Zhang Cuihua rolled her eyes: "You're dreaming."

Wang Erlang chuckled sheepishly, "If Aqu can really become an immortal, I'll have something to brag about when I go to the fish market."

Zhang Cuihua spat, "Pathetic. He dares to dream, but you wouldn't even dare to dream."

"Haha, I'm already this old, what more could I want? Being able to find a good home for the little girl is enough for me in this life."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Xiaoya and asked with a smile, "Xiaoya, I think Aqu is a pretty good kid, and he's honest. You two have been friends since childhood, practically childhood sweethearts, why don't you make them a couple?"

"Dad!" Wang Xiaoya said, her tone very displeased.

Marrying a fisherman who can't even get enough to eat, are you going to starve to death together?

What's more, Buqu also has a godfather who rides on his back and sucks his blood.

Even if you have to marry a fisherman, you should marry someone like Chen Qing, a self-sufficient "white streak in the waves" with no family burdens, right?

Zhang Cuihua rolled her eyes at Wang Xiaoya.

Although she was also unhappy that Wang Erlang had tried to match the two of them up, she still had to be polite to him since the fish they were eating were caught by him.

Zhang Cuihua tried to smooth things over, saying, "What are you talking about? Marriage is a serious matter; it can't be treated so lightly!"

She picked up two more pieces of fish for herself, showing great confidence in her daughter's judgment.

After all, she had worked as a maid in a wealthy household, and her daughter would have discerning tastes. How could she possibly be interested in a poor boy like Bu Qu?

Bu Qu smiled and casually changed the subject: "Uncle Wang, don't you have any dreams?"

Wang Erlang picked up a mouthful of fish and chewed it again and again: "What dreams could I possibly have? A big house and a fishpond, and I'd have no regrets in this life."

.....

The following day, Buqu once again took a small sampan and rowed towards Blackwater Lake.

Most of the fish caught yesterday were given to Wang Erlang.

Wang Erlang initially refused to accept the offer, only intending to pick two items from the bucket, which made Zhang Cuihua and her son extremely anxious.

The two women kept exchanging glances, their eyes almost dry.

Seeing this, Buqu said: If you can't catch any fish in the future, come to his house for a free meal.

After listening, Wang Erlang thought about it and found it to be very reasonable, so he accepted it.

Now, Zhang Cuihua and her mother felt they had been cheated, but they were too embarrassed to say anything, so they could only give Bu Qu a pair of glares.

When Li Xian got home, he saw two fish of moderate size in the bucket, which he could exchange for about ten or twenty coins. Without saying a word, he picked up the bucket and rushed to the fish market, completely disregarding his adopted son's life or death.

.....

After rowing to the shallow waters, Bu Qu moored the sampan in the middle of the lake and continued fishing.

[Water control progress increased by one]

[Water control progress increased by one]

.....

After a busy day, the small sampan was full of fish.

Buqu picked out the small fish and threw them all back into the lake.

He silently calculated in his mind: 'This boatload of fish should fetch about five hundred coins; I'll give it all to Uncle Wang. As for that damned Scarface Li, it'll be enough for him to have a couple of drinks.'

I glanced at the panel, and the progress has reached 58!

In just a few days, its water control capabilities will be further enhanced.

Basic water control skills can only be described as having mastered some basic water skills.

The next level of water control is the real water control!