Chapter 1951: Chapter 1729: Do You Understand?
In order to maintain their dignity, the fishern have their own unique tricks.
The new ginger cat doesn’t know how capable this group is and bravely follows along to take the boat across. As soon as its feet touch the ground, it finds a tree to jump up and scratch on.
Below is a bustling crowd. No matter what happens today, it will get a full belly. By then, when it tells others, it will make that defeated orange cat family envious!
Hmph!
In a cat’s life, one must be daring in adventures to reap more rewards. Unlike those few cats that always eat off humans’ hands...
Don’t cats have any respect?
Purr, purr...
The ginger cat is full of anticipation, and the fishern are full of confidence.
One says, "I must be at the very upstream. When I play cards, I insist on sitting at the upper hand, or else I lose money."
Another says, "I’m fine anywhere, but my beneficial position is over here. Does anyone want to choose this spot?"
Soone else dismissively says, "Too many requirents. I’m not like that, I can sit anywhere and reap sothing. You all pick first."
"This area has so water plants, definitely fish often co by, I’m staying here, no matter who cos, I won’t move..."
Song Sancheng: ...
To be honest, he has checked all these spots and practiced at them.
But the results...
Now he hesitates, searches online again, and finally sits under a tree slanting over the water.
Song Tan: ...
If tonight the crowd can’t fill even one fish bucket, it would really be a joke.
At least Zhang Yanping is accustod to it.
"They are just like that," he explains to Song Tan:
"Fishern co in all kinds, so even have to tell fortunes before fishing."
But the world is just like that, unfair. While so exhaust themselves and catch nothing, others—naly Qiaoqiao, with a scoop net, tosses in a few worms into the water, swooshes around, and ends up with several fish.
He’s young, not realizing the value of this natural gift.
Back when he invited fishing tourists, if they all had this level, it’s better to not open the B&B. The monthly earnings wouldn’t even cover Tantan’s fish expenses!
Everyone applies mosquito repellent, gets equipped, the river ripples under the shade of trees, and a gentle breeze blows.
And the group of fishern solemnly casts their rods, Song Sancheng listens to his favorite audiobooks on headphones.
Song Tan shakes his head, "Let’s go, let’s head back first."
The way back is still a blend of engine and wave sounds, Zhang Yanping steering the boat, both too lazy to shout a conversation. Thus, it’s not until disembarking that Song Tan rembers:
"Oh right, Brother Yanping, save your best room for
on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday."
It’s called the best room, but due to the pricing, it’s just two hundred yuan a night.
Although there are quite a few patients now, it’s not completely full, so Zhang Yanping agrees.
"I’ll tell Xin Jun to reserve it later."
"Oh, by the way," he also has sothing for Song Tan: "Guo Dong ssaged
today saying that provincial leaders are coming over this weekend and also want
to reserve three of the better rooms."
These leaders are too low-profile, and prefer affordable options when traveling. In Zhang Yanping’s B&B, the best rooms total just five, and now all are arranged.
But it’s unclear what they’re coming for this weekend.
Given that Secretary Wang is tight-lipped, whether it’s conditioning or countryside surveys, it’s not easily shared outside.
Yet, Zhang Yanping considers whether anything extra should be provided for the leaders.
Song Tan didn’t initially mind, but thinking of the village’s roads, electricity, changes his tone:
"Let Master Chai prepare als separately for two or three people each day, serve small plates, and send them over."
"If they want the cafeteria food, that’s okay."
Overall, the gesture is there, if they need it, it’s up to them.
Speaking of this, Song Tan rembers: "Also, those cheap shared rooms, arrange two of them too."
These are the favorites among the fishern, for just a few dozen yuan, one can sleep soundly in a clean and quiet place—of course, provided the roommate isn’t a snorer or sleep-talker.
Though they go fishing elsewhere, even a small pond costs seventy or eighty yuan per day. Here, without much in the way of additional fees, with good food and sleep, it’s comparatively not expensive.
Naturally, it’s very popular.
Though there are no fishern lately, so long-distance patients, entire families love booking these rooms.
Economical, affordable.
Now Song Tan requests again, Zhang Yanping nods, "Alright, then I won’t book them out, I’ll save two for you."
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