Chapter 148: Uncle Ye is about to have a fat year and make a lot of money

"The prince is only in King Yilan."

Shiwu was a little excited, and he wanted to watch a good show: "I won't interfere in Xiliang's state affairs." ”

"It's a pity."

Shiwen sighed rarely: "King Lan has a leg disease and cannot inherit the throne, otherwise he would not let a naΓ―ve boy sit in that position." ”

"The kid."

Shi Wu's eyes were shameless: "There is no brotherhood at all, and I can't complain that King Lan is disgusted with the palace and is unwilling to go back." ”

"Shhhhh

Shiwen stood on the branch and glanced in the direction of the east end of the village: "Uncle Ye and Qinglin are back, don't let them hear it." ”

Shi Wu comprehended and immediately closed his mouth.

*

Ye Jian and Qinglin drove the mule cart into the fishing village, and the two were in a good mood, talking and laughing.

More than a dozen wooden barrels are placed on the mule carts, filled with live fish purchased from nearby villages.

"I've bought a lot of fish today."

Shiwen and Shiwu jumped off the branch and helped carry it to the canyon.

"The colder the day, the better the acquisition."

Ye Jian held a wooden barrel in one hand and grinned: "It's snowing soon, the river is frozen, the fishmongers are not coming, and the fish in the fish pond are basically sold in dumps, and the price is getting cheaper and cheaper." ”

"It's the New Year this year."

Qinglin praised with a smile: "Uncle Ye is about to have a fat year and make a lot of money." ”

Ye Jian smiled innocently: "The fish pond is not only my family, but also your young master." ”

"The young master is just joining in the fun."

Qinglin raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "He won't care about making this money." ”

"It's snowing soon."

Shi Wu grabbed two wooden barrels with one hand and walked like flying: "Hurry up and send them to the fish pond, don't go to the snow and the road is slippery, the mountain road is not easy to walk." ”

"Here we are."

Shiwen smiled and agreed, also with two wooden barrels in one hand, and walked quickly.

"We're here to help, too."

Wu Juan took his children and ran out of the small courtyard.

Doubao grabbed a wooden barrel, held it in both hands, and swooped into the mountains and forests.

Ye Xiuyan and the eldest girl, the second girl, and the three sisters, each of them carried a wooden barrel, and chased after him with a smile.

The family worked together to get to the canyon before the snow fell and dumped the fish into the fish pond.

Hundreds of live fish, frozen half to death on the road, as soon as they entered the water, they came to the spirit, shook their heads and tails, and swam very happily.

Four tiled houses were built next to the fish pond for the guards who guarded the fish pond.

The two guards had nothing to do, wandering around the mountains and forests, hunting a lot of game.

Wang Lin was in a good mood, picked a pheasant, and threw it to the bean bag.

"Hehe, thank you, Uncle Wang."

Bean Bao carried the pheasant, smiling and narrowing his eyes into a slit.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Li, the feed for fish farming is ready."

Ye Xiuyan took out a bag of fish food mixed with spirit grass from the storage ring and handed it to the two: "Sprinkle a handful into the fish pond every day to ensure that the fish do not get sick." ”

"Okay."

The two guards took the fish food and smiled in agreement.

*

Snowflakes fall from the sky and whirl above the canyon.

"It's snowing."

Ye Xiuyan stretched out her little hand to catch the snowflakes.

"Oh, it's snowing, it's snowing."

Bean bun wields a pheasant, a mighty wolf howls.

"The first snow of this year came earlier than usual."

Wu Juan clapped his hands and beckoned the children home.

"There's still a month left for the New Year."

Ye Jian accompanied his wife and grinned: "The river is frozen, you can't fish, when the snow stops, I'll decorate more salted eggs and pull them to the town to sell." ”

Ye Xiuyan's eyes lit up: "Dad, I'll go too." ”

Ye Jian had scruples: "It's cold in the snow." ”

Thank you, little fairy, the wolf of winter, for your tip.

(*^β–½^*)

(End of chapter)