Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 553 - Chapter 553 553. Disturbance in the Fish Pond_1

Chapter 553: 553. Disturbance in the Fish Pond_1 Chapter 553: 553. Disturbance in the Fish Pond_1 Selling fish… well, that’s not out of the question.

Although the Song family had lost Zhang Yanping and Qiaoqiao, Yan Ran and the team’s labor force was clearly far superior!

Song Tan pondered the overly robust fish in the pond, thinking that now she could catch some and then restock later, and the New Year would be another year of plenty!

She made a swift decision, “Okay, I’m going to send out a message right away.”

After contemplating the scorching weather and the inconvenience of transporting fish, she decided to shift the burden to the customers: “I’ll send out a notice. Fishing starts at five, and those who want to buy fish can come pick them up in person.”

The fish won’t come cheap, but those willing to spend the money can rent or carpool, there’s always a way to get here.

For specifics… one could refer to the fishing enthusiasts.

Ah yes, I also need to notify that bunch from the air force.

She then called Old Zhao, “What are you selling in your shop these days?”

The produce vendor Old Zhao nearly cried out in dismay, “My dear lady, what am I selling? I have nothing in my shop now, just sitting here and enjoying the air conditioning with my legs up!”

“You were the one who handed over this vegetable business to me, but you didn’t say it would come to a sudden halt!”

Song Tan didn’t feel guilty in the slightest: “So, did you find the business too simple to enjoy, or did you not make any money? Is it not comfortable to cool off with air conditioning and not work in the heat of summer?”

“Hurry up, we’ll be fishing at our pond at five. If you want some, drive over and haul them away. There’s not much to choose from, but I’ll give you a two yuan discount per kilogram.”

What more was there to say?!

The produce vendor Old Zhao struggled to do a seal roll, taking control once again of his increasingly rotund physique, and called his big nephew on the backhand:

“Let’s go! We’re not hauling watermelons tonight, we’re going to haul fish!”

Then he quickly broadcasted a message: [Fresh fish of all kinds available at Old Zhao’s stall at eight tonight, first come first served!]

…

One message turned countless lurking chat groups upside down.

Especially the local forum’s mysterious anglers who could catch anything but fish, having stayed away from the Air Force pond for a month or so, they couldn’t resist the urge any longer:

“Hmph, I was busy baiting and laying the groundwork, but they didn’t give me any respect, and as a result, all I managed to attract were loaches!”

Indeed, this was the ever indignant Brother Loach.

Meanwhile, Brother Carp, who had been leisurely putting away his fishing rod, smiled silently, feeling a touch of superiority: “Actually, my skills are average, it’s just that nobody else caught anything, so I happened to win a few times by chance…”

Thinking back, with the added worm rewards, he must have had two carps and thirteen crucian carps in a few months!

He stood up, methodically packing up his parasol and folding stool: “Well then, folks, I’m going to check out what makes the fish in that pond so lively, and I’ll be heading off tonight!”

Brother Loach glared at him, “Fishing doesn’t start till five, and it’s only two now!”

Yet his hands were already nimbly packing up his gear: “I’ll go too! My trunk is spacious; I could buy a few dozen kilos tonight!”

Then suddenly, his actions paused, and he said in a profound tone: “Well, after buying the fish, shall we come back to the riverbank to clean them?”

Mainly because if he brought home several dozen kilos of fish, his wife would clean the fish all right, after giving him a thorough dressing-down! Thus, a qualified angler must learn to deal with his catch himself.

Brother Carp curled his lips into a smile: “You see! You can tell that you’ve been hanging around the Song family’s air force, haven’t you? Let me tell you, my wife has tried the fish from that family, and they are so fresh! Forget about the riverbank; that’s a waste! Take them all home, even the fish scales need some careful consideration on how to use them!”

“Also, don’t throw away things like the fish intestines; they’re excellent for catching crayfish. The results are unbelievable; you wouldn’t dare imagine just how good they are!”

Brother Loach: …

The non-Air Force world, could it be this colorful? Aside from the Song family, he didn’t really linger in other places either!

However, with a myriad of thoughts swirling in his head, for now, he could only follow along with a blank stare.

…

At this moment, there was also a faint stir in the city.

Xiaocai had just come back from a movie and was about to invite her mother out for a nice meal when she saw her mother’s face beaming with a kind and amiable smile:

“Daughter, do you want to go to the countryside for fun? Mom’s treating you to a good time!”

Xiaocai: ??!!

She was somewhat skeptical, “Mom, in this scorching heat, which rural getaway are you talking about? Don’t you have dance team practice recently in the evenings?”

That fan dance of the team with its clattering sounds, sweating buckets whilst fully made up with cosmetics, and yet everyone still putting in extra effort!

In comparison, this image management seemed worlds apart from the youthful competiton at their workplace–like the difference between heaven and earth!

Xiaocai’s mother then coyly said, “We’re all going to the dance team outing tonight, that what-you-call-it, team building… I asked around, and your car’s the biggest, just perfect!”

Xiaocai: ???

What does a trip to the countryside have to do with how big the car is? And I have to provide both pick-up and drop-off?

She was rather unwilling.

Yet as she was pondering how to refuse, she heard a loud voice from downstairs calling out:

“Sister Cai! Sister Cai! Have you left yet? We’re taking the van and going ahead!”

Good grief!

Xiaocai’s mother immediately wore a stern expression, “I paid the down payment for that car of yours, and it’s just a trip to the countryside. Are you going or not? If you’re not, forget it, I’ll hire a van!”

Xiaocai: …

…

Driving the SUV to a desolate and steep area, Xiaocai followed the mountain road with difficulty, feeling increasingly uneasy:

“Mom, is this really a countryside retreat? Who would have such a remote rural getaway?”

She admitted, Yun City folks really loved their food, and a one to two-hour drive for a tasty bite wasn’t a big deal. But surely that one to two-hour journey wasn’t supposed to be on this kind of outrageous, rugged trail?

And now it was after four in the afternoon, driving deeper into the mountains with just her and her mother in the car…

It was hard for Xiaocai not to feel anxious.

Xiaocai’s mother had a slightly strange and guilty look on her face as she hemmed and hawed, only managing to put on a tough front:

“I only asked you to drive, why are you talking so much? Driving isn’t even tiring…”

She quickly picked up her phone on the other hand, “Sister Xu, where are you? Oh my, this place is really out of the way, Old Zhao really wasn’t lying! It’s indeed not easy for transport…”

On the phone, Xiaocai’s mother’s voice was animated and loud:

“Me? I also don’t know where we’re going… How much should we buy? Ah, there’s just the two of us at home, we can’t eat that much, and it’s troublesome to store… Just get a few dozen pounds for the sake of it…”

“…Right! I’m worried too! How can the refrigerator be so empty, it’s already packed full–what? You got the freezer delivered the day before yesterday? Is it good? Oh my, look at you, why didn’t you mention it? If I had known, we could have bought one together and haggled the price–”

An increasingly bewildered Xiaocai: …

What, what? A few dozen pounds? Buying a freezer? Can’t fit?!

She perked up in spirit, couldn’t help but raise her voice, “Mom! Are you going to the countryside to buy a pig?! Are we having pork dishes tonight? A summer pig slaughter? Won’t it spoil quickly?”

Then coquettishly added, “Buy more beef or lamb, I don’t eat much pork…”