The boxed lunches sold out quickly.
Jiang Feng grabbed his fishing gear and headed back to the lakeside, ready to fish.
The cats followed when they saw their Big Brother coming.
The scene was quite peculiar.
Jiang Feng walked ahead, followed by a little black dog and five or six cats.
He looked every bit the leader of a cat community.
He found an open spot to sit, poured water to soak the bait, and then sat on his small stool, ready to fish.
"Executive Chef Jiang, you're here!" a fellow fisherman greeted Jiang Feng.
"Yep, just fishing for a bit," Jiang Feng responded with a smile.
A few people looked over in Jiang Feng's direction.
Jiang Feng always remained composed, choosing a spot to sit by himself without being picky about the location.
Normally, people liked to gather at the bends in the river where it was most crowded; the sides usually had fewer people.
Jiang Feng preferred the sides, watching the river flow straight past him.
