After chatting with his parents in the small shop for a while, Jian Heng found that he could not stay there because of the group of neighbors coming to ask questions. Jian Heng was too lazy to answer their questions over and over again, so he had to say hello to his parents and drive out to get some breath.

While sitting in the car, Jian Heng remembered the special aquatic products in his hometown, such as angshu, small white croaker, silverfish and sharp-mouthed fish, which are not in his own space, especially small white croaker and sharp-mouthed fish. This is the best fish for making small fish pot stickers! Thinking of this, Jian Heng took out a phone call and asked where to go today, and then drove along with the navigation.

When it came to the market, it was still so lively. Just as Jian Heng imagined, there were not many wild fish sold, but the fish were all fresh and lively, mainly because the wild fish were too expensive, and one pound was several times that of other fish. For ordinary people in the countryside, most people would not buy them to eat even if they had nothing to do.

What's more, the wild fish was small at this time, and the largest thorn was less than a slap, and there was almost no meat, so there were people who saw it, but there were very few people who really bought it.

After lifting his pants, Jian Heng squatted in front of the old man selling fish, looking at the seven or eight thorns in his basin: "How to sell this fish?"

"Thirty-five-one pounds" the old man sniffed a puff of cigarettes, looked at Jian Heng and said enthusiastically: "If you Bao Yuan, I will give you twenty-four!"

"I've bought the garden and you'll give me a piece of cheaper?" Jian Heng smiled and reached out to tease the fish in the basin. He found that the fish was quite energetic. He immediately waved his tail when he touched it, and the thorns on his back were also very sharp, which was a real wild fish in the lake.

"I don't have a few left here, only seven or eight, and there are not a few kilograms in total. The price is three or four yuan cheaper." The old man earned his mind.

"What is the price of a small squid?"

"This is seventy-five!" said the old man.

"Why is this so expensive?" Jian Heng asked.

"There are fewer things now. Even if it is artificially raised, it is more than 40 per pound, let alone this wild one. Let me tell you this. This is now. If you start catching a pound of wild pilafs, it will be cheaper to more than 100 per pound of wild pilafs," the old man said in a nagging manner.

Jian Heng thought for a while and asked again: "Where is the silverfish?"

"You can only go to the bottom of the lake to find that thing. The fish dies as soon as it comes out of the water. Now the silverfish is frozen as soon as it comes out of the water and then transported away directly. Even if it is caught by fishermen, they still have three or four, and they can't be sold, and they will eat it at home." The old man replied honestly.

Jian Heng thought for a while and said, "Then give me some small croaker. I'll pack the angel fish, and there's this..." Jian Heng stretched out his fingers and pointed to the three or four basins in front of the old man.

Such a rich man buying fish immediately shocked a man next to the old man and asked repeatedly: "Little young, young young, look at the fish here, all of them are fresh. I'll give you a little cheaper, there are everything!"

Jian Heng reached out and found that the fish in front of the middle-aged man was indeed not small, not only fish but also crabs. Unfortunately, the fish he sold were all high-quality goods, and the fish he had harvested were all hairy crabs. Jian Heng's crab claws in his hometown did not grow hairy, but the hairy crabs were filled with water in the basin.

Although hairy crabs are very famous in the country, people with Shihua prefer local crabs, which are thick and yellow and fat, which is not worse than those of Yangx Lake crabs, but the worse is their fame. Besides, no one knows that Yangx Lake is mostly water crabs, that is, crabs from other places are bought and kept in the lake for two days, and then they are taken out to sell them in the name of Yangx Lake crabs. The price of soaking water for one day is doubled, which is indeed a good business.

Similarly, there is also the winter catch of the Heat Lake in the Heat Lake. Now it has begun to take the path of Yangx Lake. It is put into the fish and raised it. It costs a few dollars per pound of fish and dozens per pound of fish. It is really a good deal.

"You have all raised fish, I have no interest," said Jian Heng: "If you have live silverfish, I can still consider it."

"Sixty-one pounds, how many pounds do you buy?" The man said, "I'm talking about raising them, not wild ones. Now if you want to catch them, you have to look at your face."

"Is there any one pound of you?" Jian Heng asked.

"Then come with me." When he heard that Jian Heng wanted ten pounds, the man immediately got up and started to clean up the stall.

When Jian Heng saw that the other person had a really good performance, he said, "I'll settle the matter here first."

After weighing the fish from the old man and paying the money, Jian Heng carved the fish and brought the basin to the car. Of course, as soon as Jian Heng got on the carriage, he would enter the space.

After driving into the car, I followed the man to the lake. When I arrived at the lake, I changed to a small wooden boat. It was not far away, and the waterway was more than a mile and we arrived at the fish farming site.

Things went very smoothly. The owner of the fish farming company stopped weighing the 61 pounds of silverfish, and was generous and gave Jian Heng the plastic box to the fish.

Since he came to the lake, Jian Heng asked about other specialties in the lake, such as eels, loaches, etc. Anyway, he bought them all.

After spending hours struggling by the lake, he reclaimed all the fish he could think of. Only then did Jian Heng complete the purchase.

Jian Heng saw that he had been moving around and moving around, and almost arrived at Elder Yao's hometown, so he thought not to come again next time, just kidnap his neighbor's house, and take the dog home for a few days, and then take it back to the United States.

After driving to the old man's small villa area, Jian Heng found the family according to the door number mentioned by the old man. Hearing a voice in the yard, he immediately patted the door: "Is there anyone inside?"

"Who?" The person in the yard walked over and opened the yard gate while talking.

Seeing that it was a stranger, a woman in her forties opened the door asked with a vigilant look on her face: "Who are you looking for?"

"I am Mr. Yao Chang and Mr. Yao who asked him to come to pick up the dog. Is his big yellow dog fostered in your house?" Jian Heng said.

The woman immediately frowned and said, "Chang Yao, which Chang Yao?"

At this time, a voice sounded in the yard: "Isn't Yao Chang the old stubborn man next door? The old woman will let him in quickly. The old stubborn man comes to pick up the dog."

When the woman heard this, she immediately let Jian Heng go to the yard.

Just when Jian Heng wanted to say something, suddenly another person entered the yard. The person who came was about 40 or 30 years old, and his eyebrows were similar to Mr. Yao. Just a glance at Jian Heng knew who the person was, Mr. Yao's son.

Mr. Yao's son was holding his son in the yard next to him basking in the sun. When he heard the conversation in the yard, he put the child down and rushed over to see what was going on here. He didn't know that his family had gone to the United States, and Mr. Yao didn't tell anyone, even if he told his neighbor, he had gone out to work.

"Who will take his dog?" As soon as the middle-aged man entered the house, he looked at Jian Heng and said.

"Me, what's wrong?" Jian Heng was immediately a little unhappy when he heard this. Your father's dog was kept in foster care. If you come here, you don't know how to take the dog over? You still keep it at your neighbor's house? What kind of son is this?

"You ask that person to come back, my mother wants to live in that house! Hurry up and transfer the property certificate to me." The middle-aged man opened his mouth when he heard Jian Heng's bad tone.

Jian Heng said: "Your family affairs have nothing to do with me, and I am not interested in being your tuner. If you want to tell him something, you should go and call him or talk to him in person."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he glared at Jian Heng and left without saying a word.

The old woman closed the door and led Jian Heng into the house. The couple whispered to Jian Heng: "Let Lao Jung don't come back, and there is no place to live when he comes back!"

Seeing Jian Heng looking puzzled, the old lady said, "That thing is a terrible person. As soon as the old stubborn man left, he immediately got the news and came to pick the lock and smash the door. The next day he lived in the house for the little woman he raised, and sent his mother over the past two days. Alas, this old stubborn wife is also blind. Just such a son is counting on retirement?..."

It can be seen that the couple couldn't stand the son of Old Man Yao.

Jian Heng just listens to it as a story. It doesn’t matter to himself. Besides, this is also Lao Yao’s family matter. It is also his own business for father and son to fight to death. He is an outsider who has the only task now, and he takes the dog away.

"So that's how it is!" Jian Heng pretended to be very angry and responded to the old couple.

But the next sentence turned to the topic: "Where is this dog? Please take it away directly!"

"I'll call you back, and I'll run out to play," the old woman said enthusiastically.

Jian Heng stood up and thanked the others, watching the old lady leave the yard, Jian Heng sat down and started to hang out of the old man.

After about half an hour, Jian Heng and others were a little anxious before they saw the old lady coming back, but there was no dog following behind them.

Seeing Jian Heng's puzzled eyes, the old lady said with a embarrassed look: "That...sorry... the dog is gone!"

"Lost?" Jian Heng was shocked.

The old lady said, "I've been beaten!"

"who?"

The old lady said, "The old stubborn son is now hanging on the tree and peeling the dog's skin..."

Jian Heng was stunned for a while when he heard this, then he took out his cell phone and called the ranch.

Someone called the old man over to answer the phone. When he heard the old man's voice coming from there, Jian Heng said, "Old man, you have to hold on. I have something bad to tell you."

Jian Heng didn't think about covering up anything. After hearing the old man say seriously that he could bear it, he told the matter a little, then heard the silence that lasted for a minute on the other end of the phone, and finally a sigh came.

"Thank you, I understand. Give me a word to the old man," said Mr. Yao on the other end of the phone.

"Old stubborn man, I'm sorry to you!" The old man felt extremely guilty at this time.
Chapter completed!