Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 554 - Chapter 554 554. How is the fish sold _1

Chapter 554: 554. How is the fish sold? _1 Chapter 554: 554. How is the fish sold? _1 Xiaocai was bursting with passion, but Mom Cai was not happy at all, because she couldn’t stop group chatting and now knew their family was the last to arrive!

Others were already taking videos by the fish pond!

This unlucky child, even driving Dache Mountain road dilly-dallying around…

“Eat it or not, I don’t care what you eat! Just hurry up! Day by day, always dragging your feet, the front and back foot walking, and now you can’t even catch up to a car’s rear, still thinking about eating pork-stewed-veggies? What wishful thinking you have!”

Alas, reaching middle age, not knowing how to drive, depending on the kids, even buying some groceries needs sweet talking, just how sad is that…

Mom Cai sank into melancholy.

Xiaocai: …

Xiaocai sank into frustration.

Was it her fault that she was being cautious on the tricky Dache Mountain road?

She hadn’t complained once despite the bumpy ride!

And since she was buying ingredients, it was normal to pick a variety she liked… forget it, forget it. Genuine pork-stewed-veggies were hard to come by; take it as an experience for this meal!

With gritted teeth, she turned the car around a bend, and suddenly, the scene cleared, revealing sparse, old houses–

“We’re here, we’re here!”

“Not yet, not yet!”

Mom Cai directed with enthusiasm, “Your Aunt Xu’s group is up ahead… Keep going, yes, yes, yes, that intersection, turn there. Do you see the bamboo grove? Circle around there–right, right, right! Do you see Aunt Xu’s wrapped car? That’s the place!”

Xiaocai’s mouth hung open.

This… rural villa before her eyes stood out starkly against the rest of the village!

It wasn’t that the style was too modern; in fact, it blended in harmoniously with its rustic charm, clearly well-planned, with empty flowerbeds laid alongside the walls.

But.

The houses they passed earlier, even if there were the occasional two-story buildings, you could tell by the small ceramic tiles on the wall that they must be at least twenty years old.

Most were still the old low-rise houses with red bricks and greenish-grey tiles, the whole village was quiet and serene, without any bustle, as if it had already settled down early for the night.

Yet, after turning past the bamboo grove, the building in front was like from another dimension!

White walls, grey roofs, elegantly designed three-story buildings; outside the low courtyard walls, a vast open space was now filled with parked cars!

Xiaocai, quick on the uptake and instinctively seeking a parking spot, made a smooth turn inside the car and managed to squeeze her vehicle in successfully.

As she got out of the car, she couldn’t help but express her amazement to Mom Cai, “Doing business in the countryside nowadays can be on this scale, huh?”

What’s the situation with this family? Got rich from pig farming?

It was just different from the down-to-earth simplicity she had imagined–

For instance, in her mind, a bustling village scene where a few burly men pinned down a pig, a red knife went in and a white knife came out, the pig’s cries piercing…. The muddy ground running rife with blood, the entire scene lively and rustic yet in disarray…

After all, Xiaocai had never seen a pig slaughter; it was like this on TV, she figured it was pretty much the same.

But at that moment, looking at the smooth and even parking lot beneath her feet, she felt a bit off.

That feeling of unease was momentary; the next, she saw another part of the parking lot where a man with a sun hat and a backpack was getting out of his car, exclaiming, “Ouch!”

“Didn’t they say we were fishing at five? Why are there so many people here? Am I late?”

Xiaocai: ????

What fishing?

Isn’t it supposed to be pork-stewed-veggies?

Why are you all excited about fishing? This place is a land of fish and rice; they aren’t short of fish!

Seeing Mom Cai already looking around for people, she wisely held back her questions.

…

So many people came, and Song Tan hadn’t expected it.

She looked up at the big sun in the sky–it was past four o’clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day!

“People really don’t know how to enjoy life nowadays… Doesn’t Old Zhao sell at the night market? Why bother coming all this way…”

Yet Yan Ran was already fully equipped and looking forward to it, “Tsk, look at all these people who have come, middle-aged men and women, they have money and leisure and love the countryside. And you know, it’s not just about selling fish; even for digging wild vegetables, they would rush over at five in the morning!”

Not to mention the city folks, they were all eager to give it a try!

So enthusiastic about digging wild vegetables too…

Song Tan glanced at the many cars in front of her and couldn’t help but waver: “Would they be willing to pull weeds too…”

The fields in spring and summer were overrun with weeds!

Song Sancheng, with a fishing net on his back, returned from outside, and two old buddies helping him couldn’t help but marvel:

“Sancheng, are you selling your fish too cheap? Why are there so many people?”

They couldn’t help but advise, “Fish are easy to sell now; your ponds are old and natural without any feed, just like wild ones. Don’t sell them too cheap!”

Right now, crucian carp at the market are going for 20 yuan per catty, and wild ones don’t even make it to the market.

Song Sancheng’s heart skipped a beat–right, they just talked about selling fish but didn’t mention the price!

He tossed the fishing net aside, “I’ll go ask about the selling method…”

With so many people, if they turned around unhappy later, the heat of this hot day would be unbearable!

Turning to Wu Lan, the yard was brimming with people, most of whom were there for the first time just for the excitement. She simply threw the old tea leaves into the boiling water bucket, letting everyone help themselves.

She mentioned casually, “Folks, it’s not easy for everyone to come from far away, but our family is short-handed, and we won’t be able to provide dinner tonight…”

“You don’t necessarily need to have the fish now; Old Zhao sells them at the night market too…”

It wasn’t that she wasn’t hospitable or refusing to entertain guests–it was simply that they couldn’t handle it! Just for tonight with so many people, cooking porridge would require three to five pots, an impossible task!

However, her throat was hoarse from shouting, but those who had come for the fun weren’t listening. Most were regulars from the market, some had even bonded over wild vegetables, and now all they knew was that there were fresh good fish available. They had to buy no matter what, not bothering to listen at all!

In short, they first filled their cups with tea, then started taking videos and calling friends, all while considering how to make room in the fridge!

They were busy!

Who cares about dinner when they’re too busy to think about it.

…

The only one who was calm at the scene was Song Tan.

Seeing Song Sancheng sweating profusely, she hurriedly fanned him, “Dad, don’t worry, the fish won’t run away, and neither will the people!”

What kind of talk is that!

Song Sancheng glared at her, “With so many people, did you tell them the price? Don’t let them create a fuss later over being unsatisfied with the price!”

In this pond, there are grass carp, crucian carp, whitefish, probably some shrimp and loach as well… The prices all need to be made clear.

Song Tan was not the least bit worried, “We’re only selling fish, not other sundries. No matter what type of fish, except for the very small ones, all are 40 yuan a catty.”

Song Sancheng: …40? And people are coming from far away to buy?

“Mm-hmm,” Song Tan said confidently, “It’s easier to tally–oh, Yan Ran will handle the tallying, and Tai Xiaodong and Qi Lin will help weigh the fish.”

“My mom will be watching to ensure no one handpicks or scrambles…”

With so many people, everyone would certainly want the bigger fish, which could cause delays and dissatisfaction. So it was settled–no picking allowed.

As for Song Sancheng…

Song Sancheng truly didn’t understand how doing business these days could be like how Tantan was managing it, but still…

He turned around and picked up the fishing net from the yard, “I’m going to fish now, keep an eye out and don’t let anyone fall into the pond.”

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