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147: Chapter 147 Mr.

Awesome Lee 147: Chapter 147 Mr.

Awesome Lee At 4:30 AM the next day, the alarm on his cell phone went off, and Yue Feng rolled out of bed, getting dressed and out of bed with nimble movements, and in a very short time, he had packed up his things and left the house.

Now that he had a small car, Yue Feng didn’t need to ask Brother Liu to give him a ride; he had already loaded the equipment into the car the night before.

After locking up the shop, he drove straight to the meeting point.

Dongxia Village was about twenty kilometers away from Yue Feng’s small store, located to the southeast of City W.

It was a commercial pond called Black Pit, situated in an urban village close to the city center.

The day before, while chatting with Old Liu, he had learned from him that the pit boss He Wenlong had been running the pit for five years now.

It had evolved from a simple fishing spot charging thirty to fifty yuan a day for a rod to one of the most standard commercial ponds in City W.

The boss was known to be righteous, and his reputation was very good.

Yue Feng drove to the national highway that led to the city, and at the roadside, three cars with hazard lights flashing were parked there.

Yue Feng glanced over and saw that they were Brother Liu and the others’ vehicles.

However, no one was in the cars; looking around the roadside, he spotted the three burly men eating breakfast at a stall.

After parking, Yue Feng hurried over.

“Eat up, I got you deep-fried dough sticks and soybean pudding!” Liu Fengnian called out to Yue Feng, who noticed that half of the soybean pudding in front of Liu was already gone.

“Do we have enough time?

I’ve never been there and don’t know what to expect,” Yue Feng said as he sat down, his mind still on fishing and feeling somewhat uncertain.

“It’s only a half-hour drive at most; we have plenty of time!

Eat first, you can always order more!

I checked out the fish release yesterday, the fish look great, and today is definitely going to be a tough competition.

If you don’t have food in your stomach, you won’t last the morning!”

Since there was enough time, Yue Feng didn’t hold back and started eating heartily.

By the time Old Liu and Qiangzi finished eating and wiped their mouths, Yue Feng had also polished off his breakfast.

“All right, we’ve eaten our fill; let’s head out!”

“Wow, you sure eat fast!

Let’s go, let’s get started!”

The four cars started and headed straight for Dongxia Village Fishing Ground.

Twenty-five minutes later, the small convoy reached its destination.

It was a standard east-west-oriented pit built within an urban village.

The hard surfaces were decent, though cracks were evident in the cement around the water’s edge at various places, indicating that the pit had been in use for some time.

When Yue Feng arrived at the fishing ground, it was just 5:20 AM, the time when many anglers were arriving.

The fishing ground had a designated area for parking, but by now it was almost full.

Anglers who arrived a bit later had to park their cars along the roadside outside the fishing ground, and this is where Yue Feng and his group had to park as well.

Even before getting out of his car, Yue Feng spotted the fishing ground boss directing the parking at the entrance.

He Wenlong was in his thirties, standing 176 cm tall, with a standard buzz cut, a square face, big eyes, thick eyebrows, and despite the cool morning temperatures, he was wearing only a tank top and camouflage pants, looking very neat and capable.

After parking, Yue Feng unloaded his fishing box and other equipment, and pulled the rod case into the venue.

Unlike other fishing grounds Yue Feng had visited, this one did not allow entry before fishing started.

Rigging floats had a designated small pond, and after the draw was completed, everyone was allowed in to start fishing all at once, with much stricter rules than before.

By now, quite a few people were already busy preparing to start fishing, squatting down to prepare their bait and adjust their floats, getting ready for the upcoming battle.

Yue Feng had signed up for two sessions and was given free bloodworms.

He entered the yard, and it wasn’t long before old Liu came dragging the newspaper-wrapped bloodworms to deliver them.

“You came early, so I’ve brought you an extra pound.

If anyone runs out of bloodworms later because the fish are biting, just come and ask me!”

“Sure!” Yue Feng took his share of the bloodworms and began to prepare.

This year was the first time Yue Feng would be fishing for carp in Black Pit, and his line setup and floats for carp fishing were hitting the water for the first time.

However, he was not flustered at all and methodically began to fill a basin with water, then prepared his bait and worms and adjusted his float, quickly getting his preparations in order.

As he was busily adjusting the fine details of his Loose Powder setup, a piercing horn sounded from the direction of the entrance.

The car’s horn didn’t sound like that of a regular car; it seemed obviously modified, capable of startling someone from a distance.

Yue Feng looked up at the entrance but didn’t see anyone.

A few seconds later, the owner of the noise arrived—a Mercedes G-Class made a high-profile entrance into the fishing ground, its front bumper stopping no more than five centimeters from the shadow wall at the gate.

The spacious entrance was now crammed with a large SUV, significantly narrowed as a result, but the pit boss seemed to know the owner of the G-Class.

He just glanced over, made sure it wasn’t causing any problems, greeted them, and then went back out to direct the parking.

Soon, a man got out of the car, about one meter eighty in height, dressed in colorful printed sunscreen clothing, with sunglasses and a little red baseball cap, and one could vaguely see a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck.

A few simple glances were enough to give an impression of someone flamboyantly extravagant.

The man’s garish attire was matched by his flashy equipment: a Chinese red 28L fishing box and a hard-shell rod case with colorful skull prints.

The rods and net poles he held also didn’t seem to be the cheap sort.

“Yo, Mr.

Awesome Lee is here!” Qiangzi glanced at the guy driving the G-Class and smiled sardonically.

“Who’s that?” Yue Feng asked casually.

It was his first time fishing in this part of the city, and he didn’t really know the anglers in the Black Pit circle.

“The Show-Off God!

If you draw a spot next to him, you can pretty much count on an easy catch!

Don’t let the fancy gear fool you, though—he’s a paper tiger, always just filling up the numbers wherever he goes!” Qiangzi clearly didn’t take this Mr.

Lee seriously at all.

“Less of that talk!

Quit the nonsense!” Liu Fengnian quietly reminded Qiangzi, who pursed his lips and fell silent.

Yue Feng was able to remain calm and untroubled by the presence of such a flamboyant character, casually observing him for a moment before returning to his work adjusting the Loose Powder.

He had added the water a bit too hastily, resulting in a mix that wasn’t quite even, causing some small lumps to form in the Loose Powder, which needed to be rubbed smooth by hand to get a better result when used.

Once the Loose Powder was adjusted, the preparation was complete.

Yue Feng’s bait setup consisted of a basin of Loose Powder, a ball of pure bloodworm Lure, and a ball of Ragworm made by adding water to the Loose Powder to make it sticky—a standard setup similar to that of the other anglers.

Before they knew it, it was 6:10 a.m., and the owner of Black Pit brought out a draw box made of non-transparent acrylic.

This device was much more professional than the random cardboard boxes used before, with six sides, five opaque and one transparent.

During the draw, the transparent side could face everyone, making the process of reaching in and grabbing a ball completely transparent to the observers.

“Gather up, brothers, time to draw lots and enter!” He Wenlong called out, and everyone promptly gathered around the shack.