Near the village!
In front of a river, an old man in burlap sat quietly fishing by the riverside.
He was hunched over, seemingly an ordinary old man, without any sense of urgency.
Beside the old man, there sat a dark-skinned young man.
The young man was handsome, about one meter eighty, his upper body exposed, wearing only a pair of large shorts made from animal skin.
He was also holding a fishing rod, but his face was full of impatience.
Noticing the unchanged float on the river surface, the young man couldn't hold it in anymore and complained angrily, "I say, Elder, it's fine to let me accompany you fishing, but can't we find a place with fish? Look, hours have passed, and the float hasn't moved at all. How do we fish like this?"
The burlap old man chuckled, "Young man, don't be restless and impatient. Fishing is all about..."
