Long Jiale

Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox with him, and what he saw was Wu Guifang with a sad face, and asked him what was the matter?

"Is there something wrong with the fish pond?"

Wu Guifang put away a sad face, just because of the jealousy and envy in his heart, of course he couldn't say it out, "No, the fish you raise are good."

It was because he was so well raised that he developed a little ambition, wanting to go back to the village to tidy up the old fish ponds before and start raising fish again.

But when he brought up this suggestion at home, his wife and children strongly objected, "The fish you raise are not tasty." "Have you forgotten your own deeds of killing fish?" Fish ponds still have to take risks." "There hasn't been a flood for a year or two, what if you raise fish and encounter a flood again?"

Wu Guifang felt aggrieved.

When will he be able to successfully raise fish by himself? How many years has he been raising fish? Count carefully. Seven or eight years are rounded up for almost ten years. He raises fish for himself, every year he is unlucky, and he helps Shen Zhoucheng raise fish , Fish ponds harvest every year.

There are so many fish that he envies and hates them.

Wu Guifang secretly looked at the beautiful little white fox on Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder. It is also a famous net red koi fox, which can bring good luck to the owner. Wu Guifang didn't believe in those strange powers and gods before, but now he believes a little bit. up.

Otherwise, why is it so unlucky for him to raise fish himself, while the other party has reaped a lot of fish?

Wu Guifang has read the report written by Reporter Zhao, especially the comments below. People on the Internet said that Boss Shen returned to his hometown to start a business. A carp-like fox.

And he went to the mountain to wait for a long time, and he couldn't even wait for a rabbit.

People are more mad than people.

Seeing Wu Guifang's expression, Shen Zhoucheng could probably know what the other party was thinking. The other party's heart has been raising fish by himself in recent years, and it has become an obsession, "Angkor, do you want to go home and raise fish by yourself? "

Wu Guifang showed a look of embarrassment and shock, that's right, he had made such a decision in his heart, he kept swaying, and finally mustered up the courage to stand here and wait for Shen Zhoucheng to come back from the mountain.

He looked at the fish in the water, both irritated and envious.

Worrying and hesitant.

Wu Guifang was always afraid that he would not be able to speak out on his own initiative, but now that Shen Zhoucheng took the initiative to point it out, he finally nodded resolutely.

His previous plan was to help Shen Zhoucheng raise fish for a year or two, and then do it by himself. In the past two years, he has accumulated a lot of experience, and it is time to prepare for a big fight with great enthusiasm.

Shen Zhoucheng smiled. He actually sympathized with Wu Guifang in front of him. After knowing the deeds of his fish farming a few years ago, others sounded funny, but Wu Guifang himself was very sad. After all, he put his heart and soul into it.

"Angkor, don't worry, I also support you to go home and raise fish."

"The life here..."

"It's okay, I will find someone new to take over." The fish pond at Shen Zhoucheng's side actually doesn't really need Wu Guifang.

Two years ago, he was just a little dragon who had just lifted the seal, and he didn't have any magical powers in his hands. He was worried that there would be no professionals in fish farming, and he would kill the fish in the fish pond. Now, he is already an old fritter dragon.

Coupled with the accompanying Lingbao, Longquan, these fish will not die no matter what they stay in the Longquan water.

As a dragon, can he raise fish to death?

In addition, there are more and more goblins in Qingbi Mountain now, what he lacks is a little goblin to help him look at the fish pond.

Wu Guifang didn't say a word of objection or persuasion from Shen Zhoucheng, but instead supported him to go back to the village to raise fish. He was really overjoyed, thinking that the young man in front of him was really sincere.

"Okay, then I'll go back and tidy up my old fishponds... Let's finish the work in October, I won't come next month..."

"Okay." Shen Zhoucheng told him and then settled the salary and bonus to him.

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Wu Guifang thought of something later and showed a slightly embarrassed expression. He actually still had something to beg Shen Zhoucheng.

Shen Zhoucheng: "What's wrong?"

Wu Guifang glanced at the little white fox on the opponent's shoulder, that little white fox was really aura, with dark eyes, it was pleasing to look at, no wonder it was a koi fox?

Maybe it really brings good luck.

Wu Guifang felt that he had been unlucky in raising fish every year, and perhaps what he lacked was such a koi luck.

Wu Guifang was a little embarrassed and put forward an idea of ​​his own: "Well, Boss Shen, when my fish pond starts to be used, can you let your little fox wash its paws in the water."

He knew that Boss Shen's little fox was not allowed to be touched easily by others, and it was so evil that others couldn't even touch it. It is said that many tourists secretly wanted to touch the little white fox, but so far no one has succeeded.

Wu Guifang didn't have the ambition to touch the little white fox, but he wanted to have some luck with the little white fox. He got lucky to raise fish. Although he couldn't touch the little white fox, the water in the fish pond should be able to touch the little white fox. Have a little koi spirit?

So Wu Guifang came up with a way to let the little white fox go to the fish pond to wash its paws.

When Shen Zhoucheng heard Wu Guifang's words, his expression froze for a moment: "...??"

The little fox on his shoulder was also stunned. Little Baituanzi stretched out his fox paw, a small paw with conical nails, both beautiful and sharp.Let it wash its paws in the water?The little fox blinked, and the fox's paws also scratched out of thin air.

The corner of Shen Zhoucheng's mouth twitched.

He thinks that human beings really have creative thinking, but they don't know the nature of the little African fox. Let his black-faced fox wife go to the fish pond to wash her claws, it's better to let him take a bath when he is a dragon.

"Can... can it be?" Wu Guifang asked very anxiously.

Shen Zhoucheng squinted his eyes to look at the little white dumpling on his shoulder. Of course, the little fox was lying on his shoulder and rubbed Shen Zhoucheng's cheek with his paw, which meant: maintain the image of Mr. Fox.

What image do you maintain?

Of course it is the koi image of a stubborn black-faced fox.

"Yes." Shen Zhoucheng pinched the little guy's limp fox paws on his shoulders, "When you choose a good day, I'll take the little fox to...wash the paws."

As soon as the word washing claws was mentioned, Shen Zhoucheng couldn't help laughing. The ancients had a golden basin to wash their hands, but now they have fish ponds to wash their claws.

After Wu Guifang heard that he agreed, he was completely at ease.

With a smile on his face, he turned his head and saw clever fish jumping mischievously out of the fish pond. The big fish that have been raised for several years are all placed in these two or three fish ponds, which is inevitably crowded. Wu Guifang I don't know why Shen Zhoucheng did this.

"This batch of fish is too big to be raised. It can be sold. If you raise it again, you will lose money." Wu Guifang looked at the fish in the fish pond and sighed a little. Sell, worry about sales.

"Yeah." Shen Zhoucheng nodded, "I'm planning to sell them all during the National Day."

As for who to sell it to, of course it is sold to tourists.

Tourists of live fish are probably not willing to buy them back. If you change to a fast-selling method, it will probably be easy to sell.

Shen Zhoucheng discussed with Jixiang to make all these fresh fish into fish meat products such as fish dumplings and fish meatballs.

As a goblin, it saves labor costs.Jixiang can automatically make dumplings and knead fish meatballs by manipulating his aura with magic. As an experienced chef who came from an imperial dining room, he can also guarantee the taste of dumplings.

On the days of National Day, some of them were kept for sale in Wangzhulou, and some of them were sold by villagers in some villages.

Should be able to sell them all.

If you can't sell it all, then go to the little fox's live broadcast room to draw koi and give some of it to fans as a welfare, and by the way, maintain the little fox's fox design.

On the day of the National Day, at seven or eight o'clock in the village, the first batch of tourists arrived, and there were many vehicles, as well as buses from travel agencies. The vehicles gradually filled up the entrance of the village, and vehicles continued to come from behind. .

It has the atmosphere of a seven-day long holiday.

Traveling during the Golden Week is to go to the scenic spot to make dumplings. The boiling hot water is noisy and noisy, and the dumplings are constantly pouring in.

Humans are cheap creatures.

Last year, I experienced traffic jams at highway intersections, stuck at the entrance of scenic spots, queuing up for three hours in scenic parks to play an event, and dancing face-to-face with everyone around in scenic spots... After such experiences, I was aggrieved on the spot Swear: "Next year's seven-day long holiday, I will not go out if I am killed, I will never go out! I will never go to the scenic spot to order dumplings! I will definitely not be a dumpling member! No one will pull me out..."

However, in the second year, one month before the Golden Week, "Hurry up and have a holiday, I really want to go out and have fun, the seven-day long holiday, I must travel to such and such a place!"

"It's a long vacation? How can you not go out?"

It was as if everything he said last year had been swallowed into the dog's stomach.

I made dumplings last year, and I still go back to make dumplings this year. History is a cycle.

Cui Xiong's family of three came to Qingquan Village on a self-driving tour, drove their own car, and arrived at Qingquan Village around ten o'clock. Following the navigation all the way, his wife Xie Yujia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help asking: "It's almost there. Is it? It should be almost there? The navigation shows that it is almost there."

"Why are there so many cars on the road?"

"Why are there so many people in this remote village?" Cui Xiong saw the densely packed vehicles parked in front of him, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

"Seven days off, no tolls on the highway, and there are many people everywhere."

After chatting with his wife for a few words, someone came to guide them to find a place to park and not get stuck on the road. Cui Xiong parked the car according to the instructions, but found that the villagers on their side were quite smart, although there was no standard parking lot, But a large open space has also been planned for tourists to park.

Last year, I went to a scenic spot with my wife and daughter. It was also in a village. The glass walkway in the water park was okay when I went there.

The road is not wide in the first place, and there are people overtaking and crossing the road indiscriminately. There are always fools who want to drive to the left to overtake, and the car xjb behind follows closely. As a result, another group of cars comes oncoming, so that the drivers on the whole road are all confused. shocked.

They stood on the edge of the field and looked at each other in blank dismay.