Chapter 142: You kid, you want to feed me to the fish
"It seems to be working."
Ye Junlan's eyebrows flew: "Next, you can buy more fish and raise them until the New Year, and you will definitely be able to sell them at a good price." ”
"It's more than ten times more."
Qingyang is bent on touting the little master.
"You're right this time."
Qinglin's speed kept up with the rhythm: "Big families prepare New Year's goods, they don't care about money at all, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner can eat fresh fish, that is face, pomp, money can not be measured." ”
"Qinglin."
Ye Junlan was in a good mood, and ordered with a smile: "You and Uncle Ye have been working hard lately, run a few more places, and take back all the fish that can be purchased." ”
"Yes."
Qinglin bowed his hand and respectfully agreed.
Qingyang geared up: "The water temperature is just right, let's raise the river mussels first, this is the big plan to make money." ”
"Okay."
Qinglin waved his hand, and the two guards walked over from the ridge with a long net bag that had been prepared.
The net is ten meters long, matching the width of the fish pond, and a long string of river mussels is neatly placed inside.
There is a gap of five centimeters between the two mussels, leaving plenty of room for growth.
Under the net pocket, at intervals of about a meter, a buoy is hung on the bolt.
Make sure that the net pocket does not sink and that the mussels will float on the surface of the pond with plenty of sunshine.
"I'm here to help."
The sword showed his hand, grabbed the rope, performed the light skill of treading water without a trace, and ran to the opposite side of the fish pond with the net bag.
"Good kung fu!"
Qingyang and Qinglin applauded very strongly.
"This kid can't forget to show off at any time."
The waiter rolled his eyes, grabbed the rope at the other end, and pulled his arms hard to straighten the net.
The sword fell to the ground on tiptoe, and his body shook, and he was dragged back two steps by his desolate power, and almost fell into the fish pond.
"I'll go."
He stood firm and complained through the pond: "You kid, you want to feed me to the fish?" ”
"Nonsense, hurry up and bolt up."
The waiter shook the rope in his hand and tied it to the stakes that had been nailed to the sides of the fish pond beforehand.
"Cut."
The sword complained dissatisfiedly, and the movements of his subordinates were not slow at all, and the two cooperated tacitly, straightened the net pocket, and tied the rope at the same time.
As calculated in advance, the net is sunk ten centimeters above the surface of the water, and the mussels floating on the surface are clearly visible from both sides of the pond.
"Well done!"
"Come on!"
Qingyang and Qinglin applauded vigorously.
The two guards laughed and brought over a net full of mussels.
With a bang, the waiter and the sword lined up more than two dozen net bags prepared in advance and floated on the top of the pond.
"It's a good location."
Lin Jingcheng looked up at the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, and said with a smile: "The noon sun shines down, just enough to shine on the fish pond." ”
"The valley floor is not only sunny but also sheltered from the wind."
Ye Xiuyan looked at the neat and orderly rows of buoys floating on the surface of the pool, patted her little hands, and was also very satisfied: "The net pocket is fixed, as long as it does not encounter extreme weather, it will not be damaged easily." ”
"It's a pity."
Ye Junlan regretted a little: "There are not enough river mussels, and only two of the four fish ponds are used." ”
"There's nothing to worry about."
Ye Xiuyan's small abacus crackled: "The other two fish ponds are just used to raise fish, separate grass carp, carp, and crucian carp, and earn this wave of the New Year first, and wait for the spring of next year, when the river is thawed, we will buy river mussels." ”
"Okay."
Ye Junlan smiled and bowed his head: "Just do it." ”
Yan Yatou mentioned making money, and her little eyes lit up.
What a little money fan!
(End of chapter)