As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 386 - Chapter 386 Chapter 290 King Zhous Happiness

Chapter 386: Chapter 290: King Zhou’s Happiness Chapter 386: Chapter 290: King Zhou’s Happiness In the evening, Chu Mingcheng placed Little Wujin and Little Heiye into the newly bought cage, locked the door, and stood up to join Jiang Luoluo.

“Okay, let’s continue!”

“Mm…” Jiang Luoluo nodded and started the music.

She quickly moved to Chu Mingcheng’s right side, raised one hand high and lowered the other, imitating a fox’s paw.

Chu Mingcheng did the same, facing the mirror with her.

When the music reached “The breeze gently brushes, in seemingly familiar times…”

They began to dance the fox dance; their coordination in the mirror had become quite tacit, at least Chu Mingcheng had kept up with the rhythm this time.

As they slowly turned half a circle to the music, he stopped, and Jiang Luoluo danced a short solo before he caught up with the dance to the next segment of the music.

Having imitated fox paws before, this time they imitated the fox’s tail, with the right hand softly swaying behind the body.

Their feet didn’t stop either, completing the remaining half turn to present themselves in front of the camera.

Indeed, in this dance, Jiang Luoluo was playing Su Daji, and he was King Zhou.

They were dancing King Zhou’s joyous dance, a heady and intriguing performance.

By tonight, Chu Mingcheng had already practiced for over an hour; his movements were only two and were quite simple.

The tricky part was following the rhythm of the music with the dance. He had to be in sync with Jiang Luoluo during filming, so that took quite some time.

When Little Wujin and Little Heiye saw them dancing, they ran over and made a nuisance of themselves.

Out of exasperation, Chu Mingcheng simply went to buy a dog cage and temporarily locked them up.

A dog cage was also considered for future dance practices in the studio, so as not to be disturbed by the dogs.

Otherwise, if he locked the dogs outside the studio, they would bark and disturb the neighbors.

After repeating the routine a dozen more times, Jiang Luoluo turned off the music with satisfaction, “Good, the rhythm is completely mastered. Once this dance video is shot, my work can take a break for a while.”

“No rush, take your time. Don’t tire yourself out,” Chu Mingcheng said with a touch of his hand on her face, which felt less fleshy than before; he was somewhat distressed.

Jiang Luoluo shook her head, “I’ll shoot two more videos tomorrow, and then it’ll be the end. In the afternoon, don’t run around; we need to shoot this dance.”

Chu Mingcheng was a bit surprised, “It’s ending tomorrow? That’s pretty fast!”

“Of course. Now I only take care of dancing and filming; I don’t need to worry about anything else. Just look at the earnings each month, and then pay the team’s salary, that’s all.”

Jiang Luoluo felt somewhat regretful when talking about this.

In the beginning, she thought running a studio would be troublesome, so she didn’t bother with it. She had to meticulously design each dance and personally approve things like costume customization.

Only now did she realize how much easier life was with a team of people working for her.

And she was earning more than before too since she earned more with more videos released.

Afterward, she resumed discussing with Chu Mingcheng the ideas he had mentioned in the afternoon.

In fact, his idea was simple: as King Zhou, there should be a few shots of him blindfolding and catching beauties to showcase Su Daji’s favor.

Aren’t King Zhou’s joys as simple as that?

Men are simple, and they always keep their original intentions!

While they discussed the dance video, on the other side, Wei Jiaguo looked at the Bluefish that had flipped belly-up, his expression filled with regret.

He had just been showing off to his friends; after they left, it wasn’t long before the Bluefish flipped over, its vitality dwindling.

Wei Jiaguo knew the fish was not doing well when his friends were there, it was already lying sideways.

He knew the fish’s condition was poor, but he still harbored a bit of hope.

Unfortunately, the damage from Chu Mingcheng’s four punches that afternoon was not minor, and the fish didn’t adapt to the tank environment, leading to its inevitable demise.

It was a good thing he hadn’t paid for the fish; otherwise, it would have been a significant loss.

In the end, Wei Jiaguo made a call before the fish was completely dead, deciding to give it a dignified send-off.

Soon after, a refrigerated truck arrived at the villa.

The Bluefish was quickly carried out and placed on a waterproof mat.

Then, a man with a fish-killing knife began to process the Bluefish.

The Bluefish was gutted, its innards meticulously removed.

As for the scales, given the fish’s size, it was not easy to descale, so it seemed they were abandoned.

Then came the critical moment: the fish butcher chopped open the entire fish head and extracted a Bluefish Stone the size of an adult man’s fist from the throat, probably weighing over fifty grams, estimated to be worth around five to six thousand yuan.

Clearly, the value of the Bluefish Stone far surpassed that of the fish’s swim bladder.

Wei Jiaguo had given Chu Mingcheng fifty thousand because a live Bluefish was worth that much.

Whether kept as an ornamental fish or bought by a black pit boss, the price would be about the same.

But a dead Bluefish naturally lost its value, with only the Bluefish Stone worth some money.

However, Wei Jiaguo had spoken of giving it dignity, so he would make arrangements.

The fish’s yield for meat was high; he had it turned into pet food, which would be given to Chu Mingcheng.

Among the people Wei Jiaguo knew, Chu Mingcheng had the most pets.

If the Bluefish knew that its dignity meant extracting its value down to the last penny, it would certainly have no need for such dignity.

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On the morning of August 25th, Chu Mingcheng drove the Raptor with Jiang Luoluo in the passenger seat, and behind them in the cage were Little Wujin and Heiye, the two dogs.