After Ye Feng and Shen Jiaying said goodbye, they agreed to go to Chujiang to look for colorful pattern fish in three days.

After Ye Feng returned to the academy, he began to search for information about the 'Underground River Fishing Ground' on the Internet.

After some searching, he found that this underground river fishing ground, which was first established five hundred years ago, was famous for catching fish and beasts in the Chu River, and was later resold four or five times.

The most recent resale was 30 years ago, when it happened to be the prime time for the rise of the Chujiang Wharf Aquatic Products Company.

After the rise of the aquatic products company at the Chujiang Wharf, the underground river fishing ground with a slightly remote location was awkward.

Not only are the aquatic resources gradually decreasing, but even the number of customers is also decreasing.

If you can go to those large aquatic companies to buy goods, why do you have to come to a remote fishing ground to buy goods?

Coupled with the support of the relevant authorities for the aquatic company near the Chujiang wharf, this underground river fishery was semi-closed as early as 10 years ago.

In recent years, it has been directly discontinued.

As for his fisherman, he went abroad a few years ago.

"Since you went abroad, why didn't you sell it?"

Ye Feng hurriedly searched on relevant sales websites and APPs, and found that the earliest sales information of this underground river fishery could be traced back to eight years ago, when the price was 10 million, including fishery-related equipment, fishery operation qualifications, and so on.

But then it decreased year by year.

"The last sale was three years ago, and the price has dropped to three million. Ye Feng checked and found that the last sale was three years ago, and if it was closer, it was gone.

"I haven't sold it for so long, and I guess I'm too lazy to update it. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Feng hurriedly clicked into the sales page three years ago and found the contact information inside.

It's a foreign phone.

Ye Feng didn't think about it, so he dialed the number directly.

Doodoo ......

After a busy sound, a Lori voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Crooked, who are you looking for?"

"Uh...... I'm looking for Mr. Chen. Ye Feng looked at the sales page again, and the contact person written on it was Mr. Chen.

"Mr. Chen, do you mean my father Chen Litian?" asked Lori in a milky voice.

"I don't know, I only know that my name is Mr. Chen......" Ye Feng said, and suddenly heard a somewhat serious middle-aged male voice on the other end of the phone, "Yin Xuan, who are you talking to?"

"There's a big brother looking for Mr. Chen. Lori said, seemingly handing the microphone to the visitor.

Very soon, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, that's right, I saw the sale information of 'Underground River Fishery' on the Internet and wanted to inquire about it. Ye Feng got straight to the point.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you from Chujiang?"

"Yes. Ye Feng nodded.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've heard from my ancestral hometown. The middle-aged man's tone softened, and then said, "The 'Underground River Fishing Ground' you saw was left by my father before his death, and it hasn't been sold for a long time, are you sure you want it?"

"Of course, but you sold it for three million three years ago, how much can you buy now?" Ye Feng asked.

"Little brother, for everyone's sake, I'll tell you the truth. The internal equipment of the fishing farm has basically been sold, and the people are gone, only a shell and some relevant qualifications remain. If you really want it, I will transfer the relevant qualifications to you and sell you for 500,000 yuan. ”

The middle-aged man said.

"Deal. You add me to WeChat, the mobile phone number is the WeChat ID, and I will call you. Ye Feng nodded directly.

"Is it so urgent?" the middle-aged man smiled, but he didn't procrastinate, "Okay, you wait. ”

Not long after hanging up the phone, there was a guy with a cute baby who asked to add Ye Feng as a friend.

After Ye Feng agreed, the other party sent a few documents: "This is all the relevant qualifications of the underground river fishery, after you sign it, pass it to me, and I will go through the relevant transfer procedures, and it will be done in about three days." ”

"Okay, you can send me the bank account number. Ye Feng signed an electronic signature and attached his ID card and other relevant information.

“123********321。 "Chen Litian.

After Ye Feng received the account, he sent the money to the other party.

"Your card tail number 8300 spends 50,0000 yuan, and the balance is 11,0300 yuan. [Industrial and Commercial Bank of China]" After Ye Feng finished the payment, he found that he only had about 100,000 yuan left on his card.

"Okay, three days later, I'll transfer all the documents to you. After Chen Litian finished speaking, he then instructed his assistant, "Go and deal with this matter." ”

"Okay, Mr. Chen. The assistant behind him took the papers, turned around and left the villa.

......

Ye Feng sat in the dormitory, looking forward to it in his heart.

Three days later, he was the true owner of the underground river fishery.

And the 'Shell' under the Chu River, theoretically, also belongs to him Ye Feng.

In the next few days, Ye Feng was attending classes and cultivating in the academy.

His breath has stabilized at the fourfold level of qi cultivation, and the "Twenty-four Moves of Shushan Unique Sword Technique" is also becoming more and more exquisite.

Three days later, Ye Feng got up early in the morning as usual and received an email.

The email contains an agreement for the transfer of the Underground River Fishery and some updated qualifications.

Ye Feng only looked at the legal representative of the underground river fishery, and after finding out that it was his own name, he was relieved.

From now on, this abandoned fishing ground will be his Ye Feng's.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng planned to go to the underground river fishing ground to take a look at the scene.

"Hey, wake up. Ye Feng shook Kansai's bed, which was still sleeping.

Zhang Guanxi asked in a daze: "What's the matter?"

"Help me take a leave of absence, I won't be back to school this morning. Ye Feng instructed.

"Good. Zhang Guanxi responded.

Ye Feng left the dormitory and went directly towards the bus stop.

This time, he didn't have a flying beast, so he could only take a bus to Chujiang Wharf.

"Chujiang Wharf has arrived!"

As the bus broadcast sounded, Ye Feng stepped out of the car.

It was not yet seven o'clock, and there were still layers of fog at the Chujiang wharf, and the ships in the distance could only see an outline, emitting a melodious flute.

There are also large trucks loading goods nearby.

However, Ye Feng didn't stay too long, because the underground river fishing ground he was going to was not near this dock.

Instead, it was under a big mountain more than ten miles away from the Chujiang Wharf.

More than ten miles, neither long nor short, Ye Feng, as a cultivator of the fourfold cultivation of qi, rushed all the way along the national highway.

Whew!

Feeling the sound of the wind in his ears, Ye Feng walked like flying.

On the side of the underground river fishing ground, because it is in the border area, there is no public transportation for a long time, so he can only go on foot.

"If only I could fly. Ye Feng looked at Xiao Xiaoli who poked his head out of his pocket and sighed.

But he is not in a hurry, when he completely develops the treasure ship, is he still worried about the treasure?

With Xiao Xiaoli, who is a treasure of heaven and earth, he can accelerate his evolution.

Thinking like this, Ye Feng accelerated forward.

After a full hour, Ye Feng finally came to the vicinity of a big mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an abandoned factory, about a radius of several miles, built against the mountain, and there is a road at the gate that winds all the way to the Chu River, which used to be used for the transportation of goods, but now it is full of potholes.

"It's so remote, no wonder it can't be sold. ”

Ye Feng stood near the national highway sweating profusely, he walked down, picked up some weeds, stepped on the sand and gravel, and walked to the gate of the factory.

There is a plaque at the gate that reads 'Underground River Fishing Ground', which is blurred, and the doorway is also overgrown with weeds.