Neither light nor heavy, but just enough to scare the leisurely goldfish in the water into turning around and running away.
He Lingchuan's net entered the water at this time, just lying on the side of the fish, and he lifted it gently.
The black-flowered goldfish was photographed out of the water immediately. He Lingchuan took the jar and caught it, and it went in!
Of course, the network is also broken.
But it's worth exchanging a net for a beautiful and lively goldfish.
Sun Fuling clapped gently: "Okay!"
The move just now was so fast that others could not see it, but she could see it clearly. If nothing else, the net was too bad and could not withstand the force of the goldfish's backlash and struggle, so the net could not be placed right in front of where it was escaping.
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In just a short moment, He Lingchuan accurately predicted the direction of the fish's swimming and gently released the force from the side.
The fish was bounced, not fished out at all.
Catching fish is a trivial matter, but his vision and accurate prediction are the key points.
The vendor was also a little surprised: "That's awesome."
Seeing He Lingchuan pick up the last net, he reminded again: "Don't frighten the fish anymore! My fish can't withstand being frightened."
"Okay." He Lingchuan already had some ideas and asked Sun Fuling, "Which one do you want now?"
"I want the lion's head and dragon's eyes!" Sun Fuling pointed out to him, "The pure black one."
"Good." What a special aesthetic. This fish is black and has a swollen head and swollen eyes. What's so good about it?
He Lingchuan took two rice grains from the vendor and threw them into the jar. When the fish came to the surface, he lowered the net again.
This time it is placed vertically, and the wooden circle cuts the water vertically to avoid stress on the paper net.
He turned his wrist and vibrated, and the lion's head and dragon's eye that Sun Fuling wanted flew out again.
Taking off with it was another white fish that was competing for food.
It’s like getting one and getting one free.
The children on the side were stunned. How could this man's hands be so dexterous?
He Lingchuan was able to get the money easily, so he paid another five cents, and he fished wherever Sun Fuling pointed out, and the success was good.
Sun Fuling observed his movements and applauded with a smile.
In just a few dozen breaths, there were nine trophies in different colors and shapes in the water jar.
There were many pedestrians at the entrance of the market, so they stopped and watched. The vendor was also smart, and when he saw that there were more people watching, he started soliciting customers, and shouted: "Look, look, people can fish it out! This is my net."
Sub-question?”
There was a little girl who was still looking forward to it. She blinked her big watery eyes and begged He Lingchuan: "Brother, can you help me fish it out?"
The hawker said with a straight face: "No, no, we can't do it for you!"
This guy spent ten cents to catch nine goldfish, and he picked out the good-looking ones. He has already made a huge loss!
He Lingchuan asked his female companion: "Is it enough?"
Sun Fuling looked at the jar and smiled: "That's enough for now. Come back in a few days."
The hawker immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Would you like fish food? I have special fish food. The fish looks beautiful and lively after eating it. It is much better than feeding it with rice pellets. Putting rice pellets in it will also easily spoil the water!"
The fish here are indeed more beautiful than those at other places, so He Lingchuan said of course, "Have some."
The hawker stood up and brought him a paper bag.
He Lingchuan discovered that he was a lame man and walked with a limp. It was really hard for him to carry the bucket to the market.
The little girl who had just invited He Lingchuan to catch a fish but failed to do so pointed at his ankle and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"
The hawker's face suddenly darkened: "You were just asking a nonsense question and got interrupted!"
The little girl shrank her neck and did not dare to say anything. Her mother glared and cursed: "You are a cripple with a black heart, and you still scare my daughter!"
"What happened to the leg I broke in Rongshan?" The vendor put away the copper plate handed over by He Lingchuan, and then slapped the cylinder head with a snap, "If I hadn't injured my leg in the fight with those dog wall guys in Xiqiao,
Now that I'm enjoying a lot of food and drink, do I still need to fight with a fat woman like you in the market?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the woman's arrogance seemed to weaken by three points. She cursed a few more words casually and left with her daughter.
He Lingchuan and Sun Fuling ran away after paying the money, staying away from the quarrel in the market.
But in the quarrel at the rear, he still heard a few words: "Is Rongshan a famous place? It doesn't seem to be in Panlong Wasteland, right?"
Sun Fuling's smile faded slightly: "It's within the territory of Xixi Kingdom."
"Is that the country to the east of Panlong Wasteland?" Panlong Wasteland is an enclave. He remembered that there were several small countries further east, Xiqiao was one of them, and then he reached the border of Xilao Country.
"Xiluan was originally the territory of Xilao. More than ten years ago, the Huyan family took advantage of the turmoil in their mother country to seize the country and establish themselves as kings." She shook her head, "Those countries all appeared in this way."
"The locals of Xiliu are inherently xenophobic. After the founding of the country, there were still many residents from central Xiluo and Panlong Wasteland who were stranded in Xilu and unable to leave. As a result, they were exploited and made things difficult for them by the locals." Sun Fuling sighed, "Four years
In the Qian Rongshan riot, the Xiqiao people broke into the guard posts built by Chinese residents, smashed, burned and killed, and abducted women and children. More than 2,000 people were killed and injured. When the news reached Panlong City, everyone was very angry, especially those who were not far away from Rongshan.
Panlong Wasteland is actually not far away, and many of the victims are relatives and friends of the people in the city."
"To be so arrogant is to bully the motherland's weakness." No wonder the fat woman became silent when she mentioned this matter. This matter was actually a thorn in everyone's heart.
"Panlong City negotiated repeatedly, hoping to bring back some wasteland residents, but Xiqiao flatly refused."
"Xilin often makes trouble at the border, and because it is our only trade route to the southeast, it unreasonably intimidates and extorts our business travelers."
Sun Fuling turned her head to look at his expression, "Do you want to ask why Panlongcheng didn't teach Xiqiao a lesson?"
He Lingchuan did not shy away from it: "Hmm, I have this idea. But looking back, could there be someone behind it?" Without a backer, how dare a small country bordering the Panlong Wasteland dare to jump so high and make such a fuss?
"The calls for punishing Xiqiao have become louder in recent years, but Panlong City itself also has difficulties." Sun Fuling said slowly, "Xiqiaosu has good relations with Baling. In the past few years, he also welcomed envoys from the Northern Demon Kingdom, and gained a lot.
The reward is really a bit forgetful. But every time it invades the border, it always chooses when we fight with Baling or Xianyou and ignores it. The troubles it provokes at the border are neither big nor small, unlike Rong.
Mountain riots are so excessive.”
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"Isn't that just a toad on your feet?"
Sun Fuling was startled, imagining that scene, she couldn't help but shuddered:
"yes!"
He Lingchuan also understood another layer of her meaning:
In fact, Panlong City itself is also having a hard time. In the past ten years, Zhong Shengguang’s entire focus has been on how to defend Panlong Wasteland. However, during the inland relocation four years ago, the West Luo Kingdom returned Panlong City’s 40,000 elites back to the interior.
, Panlong City’s own strength was greatly reduced.
In the past four years, Panlong City has been recuperating and recuperating, and there really is no spare time to meddle in other matters.
If you want to uphold justice, you have to see if your fists are strong enough.
Crisis is always the main theme of this land.
"One day." He Lingchuan shrugged.
Sun Fuling nodded: "With such a lack of respect, Xiqiao will be in bad luck one day."
The two of them put the topic aside, bought some hot food, and then found a donkey cart to go home.
He Lingchuan wanted to take the fish can to Sun Fuling's house, but she insisted on pouring the fish into He Lingchuan's water tank:
"If your tank is idle, it will remain idle. It is better to raise fish than to raise mosquitoes."
The pottery jar in his small courtyard takes up too much area, and it usually only holds rainwater, which is wasted.
"I'm not often at home when I'm on a mission, for fear of starving the fish to death." In fact, he found that the time he went in and out of dreams was very different, and sometimes the interval lasted for several days.
Sun Fuling smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of? I'm here."
He Lingchuan thought to himself that her whereabouts were even more erratic than his own. These fish had been eating for a long time, and they were afraid that they would be finished soon.
But seeing how she was happily lying next to the tank, feeding fish food to the goldfish, how could He Lingchuan dare to expose her?
At worst, I'll go to the market in a few days to get her some goldfish.
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In the early morning of the next day, He Lingchuan first went to Fufeng City for a tour.
The inn chosen by Mr. Shi Er was close to the goods market, and it was very lively as soon as he left. They arrived at Fufeng City in the middle of the night, and He Lingchuan only saw the prosperity of the main city of Bejia this morning.
The streets in the main city area can actually be described as spotless, and are cleaned twice a day by dedicated demons. Regardless of whether the streets or alleys are paved with stone bricks, the difference is that the main streets and avenues are paved with large bluestones, while the small streets and alleys are paved with long stones or
The black slate is smooth despite being driven by cars every day. It is obvious that maintenance work has been done very diligently.
Of course, the slums are a different story. Every city has its own dark side. Fufeng City does not shy away from being discovered.
He Lingchuan always watched his father manage politics, and sometimes He Chunhua and He Yue would discuss government affairs at home. He knew that streets and pavements could reflect the governance and financial level of a city.
Fufeng City is probably not short of money.
Of course, this may also be related to the fact that King Baoshu’s birthday is approaching and the entire city needs to update its interface and give it a new look.
He followed the carriage of the Shimen caravan and walked out. Markets were flourishing everywhere, and goods from the north to the south were available. Some cities separated commercial and residential areas, but Fufeng City did not have so many rules. It was common for shops to sell goods in the front and people to live in the back buildings. He Lingchuan could always
I saw a family sitting in a shop, with people coming to sell goods and people leaving to work.
Different from other places, there are trees everywhere in Fufeng City. Ancient trees that are two to three hundred years old grow casually on the roadside. They need to be hugged by two or three people.
Flowers from all walks of life came out of the wall shyly, bursting out in red, yellow, white and purple.
The wind blows in May, and the green trees and fragrant flowers bloom.
This was the first time He Lingchuan had seen such a clean and beautiful city. Even Shi Huan was far inferior to it.
Walking on the tree-lined paths is endlessly pleasant.
Seven or eight artificial lakes are distributed in the four directions of the city, connected by inland rivers, and finally connected to the rivers outside the city. However, He Lingchuan rarely saw small ditches and canals, and he was curious about how the people used water.
After all, this city occupies a vast area, so it is impossible not to have a normal water supply and drainage system.
After asking around, I found out that most of the water canals in Fu Feng City are culverts, and the covers on them are tightly fitted, eliminating the worry of pollutants falling into open ditches.