Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 561 - Chapter 561 561. The particularly famous Professor Song_1

Chapter 561: 561. The particularly famous Professor Song_1 Chapter 561: 561. The particularly famous Professor Song_1 Old Zhao didn’t manage to have dinner last night and was troubled by it all night long. At five o’clock in the morning, just as Song Tan’s family was getting up, he was already squatting at their doorstep!

He had intended to complain that Song Tan had led him on for a meal yesterday, but as soon as he opened his mouth, for some reason, what came out was–

“What’s for breakfast?”

What’s for breakfast?

They had to catch fish early in the morning, and that was hard labor; they needed to eat something substantial to fill their bellies. Seventh Uncle had specially cooked a pot of rice last night to save for the morning, and now, he tapped the large spoon:

“Garlic sprout egg fried rice, want some?”

Green garlic sprouts were simply chopped into segments and stir-fried with the golden eggs and leftover rice. The pork belly from a stewed pot was crisped in the pan as well. Served alongside was a bowl of snow-white, slightly sourdough dumpling soup…

“Oh my! Eating this early in the morning isn’t healthy at all!”

Old Zhao happily dished himself a big bowl–his way of eating was even less healthy, mixing a big spoonful of batter with a bowl of rice into a thick paste, shoveling the hot layer on top into a clump with his chopsticks, then gulfing it down–

The salty and crispy flavor of the pork belly, the spicy taste of the freshly cooked garlic sprouts, the fragrant aroma of the golden eggs, and the incomparable joy that the starch from the fried rice brought…

Delicious!!!

As he loudly scooped rice into his bowl, he still lectured his grandnephew, “Eat slowly. Eating so heavily early in the morning isn’t good for digestion. Oh my, usually having some light porridge and vegetables is quite healthy…”

Seventh Uncle just couldn’t stand such people, always eating with unshuttable mouths!

But well…

At this moment, the old and cunning Seventh Uncle asked Song Tan:

“Tantan, sell less fish today and keep more for us.”

Song Tan was startled, “Should we keep a few dozen of the big fish then?”

Old Zhao choked on the spot!

He really choked! He was almost rolling his eyes!

Covering his chest, he had to endure his grandnephew pounding on his back with clenched fists, and it was only after struggling to catch his breath that he heard Seventh Uncle remark casually:

“Hmm, keep more. It’s still half a year until the New Year; we certainly won’t run out of fish at home.”

“By the way, it seems that Boss Zhao is doing good business, right? Then later, don’t sell the ones with just average appearance; it won’t be easy for him to flip them… things like whitefish strips, small river shrimp, just keep those for our family to eat.”

Old Zhao, clutching his heart, felt his dreams–and his rice bowl–nearly shattering at that very moment!

He quickly intervened, “Song Tan, I’m not picky about the type! River shrimp, loaches, small whitefish, I can take them all!”

However, Song Tan shook his head, “That won’t do, small river shrimp are already 30 a pound at the wholesale market. Yesterday, I sold them because I took whatever was offered due to the small quantity, but today, if you want them at 38 a pound, I’d be losing money, better not to sell.”

The local small river shrimp were not big, even the largest was no bigger than a pinky finger. Their color was a greenish-gray, with semi-translucent shells, especially tender and lively, exactly like in Qi Baishi’s “Shrimp” painting.

When Song Tan was a child, the kids would find a few by the pond or in the fields, and they could pinch off the heads and pop them directly into their mouths!

Fresh, tender, sweet, and not fishy at all!

But now, things were different. Firstly, the growing proliferation of crayfish and deteriorating water quality had gradually reduced the living space for these small river shrimp.

Secondly, there’s concern about parasites now! With raw water creatures, it’s natural to avoid eating them if possible.

After all, prevention is just in case.

Furthermore, these shrimp were too delicate; once caught, they couldn’t be kept in water at all, and it was usually just luck to encounter them in the market.

Old Zhao was getting anxious, “But the price isn’t set in stone! If you think it’s not suitable, let’s talk about it again. How can you just decide not to sell?”

Don’t mention it, he wanted some river shrimp himself!

When he got back, he would stir-fry the chives and river shrimp together. That dish! So fragrant! Perfect with rice! He could wolf down two big bowls himself!

Song Tan actually considered it.

But let’s not even talk about how many river shrimp could be caught, at this price point, it didn’t seem worth it if it wasn’t 60. But at 60 per pound, how much could there be? They couldn’t even be aquacultured again…

Forget it, forget it, better not to sell them, just like Seventh Uncle said, keep some at home!

After all, these things are too delicious, the family could devour a whole basin in one meal, so it might be better not to sell them.

With that thought, Song Tan made a decision, “Then let’s see, maybe we shouldn’t sell the whitefish strips either!”

The small fish, around ten centimeters long, once pan-fried until crispy and then stewed, would be so tender you wouldn’t worry about the bones. She could eat a whole plate by herself in one meal; they were really too good to sell.

Before one could finish breakfast, two items on the menu were already off the list. Old Zhao, with his steaming bowl of fried rice, was both drooling and heartbroken, cursing himself for not praying this month!

Why else would this be happening to him?

But his nephew was single-mindedly focused on his meal, quickly moving on to his third bowl, slurping with satisfaction!

The contented and honest man even helped persuade Old Zhao:

“Boss Song is really good to us, otherwise, just think about it, a two-hour walk, and most of the shrimp would be dead by the time we got back…”

“Plus, the whitefish strips are a hassle to clean, and we’d probably end up having to pay the market workers extra to help us. It’s not worth it!”

“We should just stick to the big fish, which we can have caught and killed fresh at the shop!”

Old Zhao: …

With half a mouthful of rice, he looked at his nephew, who had just back-stabbed him, and thought with resentment: What a fine young man, why did he have to be such a blabbermouth?

…

Early in the morning, Zhou Maozhu and a few people who had helped the day before were already waiting by the pond.

When they saw Song Sancheng, and noticed that the dense crowd of city customers was gone, they couldn’t wait to ask, “Sancheng, did you really sell the fish for 40 per pound yesterday? Is it that hard to buy fish now?”

It was madness!

They had been stewing over it all night, truly baffled as to why the fish were–

On the other hand, Song Sancheng, who didn’t plan to play it coy, remembered what Song Tan had told him and casually brushed it off as if it were nothing:

“That’s true! Weren’t you there yesterday? The price was just like that.”

He had actually cast the net too many times yesterday, and his back was a bit stiff this morning. He couldn’t help but rub it while thinking of an answer…

The more he thought about it, the more solemn he became, and the more normal the 40 per pound seemed to be.

Indeed!

His casual and matter-of-fact answer left Zhou Maozhu and the others in disbelief:

“So leasing fish ponds is that lucrative now? I get if you sell the fish on spot, but why would people be scrambling to buy them–I even thought you were using plants to fake it at first?”

“That’s definitely not the case!”

Song Sancheng waved his hand dismissively: “You didn’t see how much we’ve invested in this fish pond–forget the rest, that ordinary-looking old man who followed us up the mountain yesterday, do you know who he is?”

“I’ll tell you, it’s someone we’ve never encountered in our lives–Professor Song from the Agricultural Science Institute, a very famous expert!”

“Search him up, he’s talked about on Vibrato, and he’s even on Baidu Baike! He was personally invited by Tantan for our family’s pond, vegetable garden, and Tea Mountain!”

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