Restart the Disaster of Another World

The ferry is where the boats in the village dock. It is very convenient to go to the wharf by water. The river also connects several nearby villages, and many trips are made by boat.

The Wen family was not far from the ferry, and the two arrived there after walking for a while. When they got closer, they found that there were quite a few people there, and someone had set up a stall selling fried yellow croaker.

This is a fish that is unique to the upper river. It is small, has few bones, and has delicious meat. It is delicious even if you fry it casually, but it is difficult to catch. First, the fish is too small and you need a special net. Second, this fish swims well and will go anywhere. Only experienced veterans who know its movement track can catch it.

Jing Yao really likes this kind of small yellow croaker, especially those that are freshly caught and fried, which are particularly delicious. He had caught it once before using his supernatural powers, but he never encountered it again since, as these small fish can swim so well.

He went over to take a look and saw that there were still quite a few of them. Many of them seemed to have just been found on the Internet and had not been sorted out yet, so he wanted to ask someone to fry some of them.

"Brother Yao, it's you and Qun Qun. I'll fry as many as you want." Wen Xin looked at Jing Yao and was very happy.

Jing Yao didn't expect that it was an acquaintance, so he asked: "Why are you selling small yellow croaker here?"

Wen Xin said proudly: "My eldest brother is a good fisherman. He knows exactly where the best fish are in this river and when to catch them. The small yellow croaker is delicious in this season, so we prepared to prepare some for ourselves. Unexpectedly, passers-by thought we were doing business and came to buy, so we made a small profit."

Jing Yao didn't expect this to happen. Wen Xin was also capable of doing this kind of thing: "Okay, if you have extra ones, blow some up for me."

"Brother Yao, I'm sure it's what you want. Big brother, cast two more nets and catch more." Wen Xin patted his chest to assure, then shouted loudly to the Jiangshan fishing boat behind him.

Then Jing Yao saw the man on the boat, who had rested, stood up silently and rowed the boat towards the center of the river.

"Hey, I'll take care of it, it will be done quickly." Wen Xin said as he started to process the small yellow croaker.

Jing Yao looked at Wen Qun and said, "Sit down for a while. I'll go help you."

Wen Qun smiled and nodded: "I'll go check the fire, there's still oil in the pot."

As he said this, he took out most of the firewood in the stove, adjusted the position of the firewood, tested the temperature from a distance, and kept the oil in the pot at an appropriate temperature to prevent it from heating up further.

Jing Yao walked over to Wen Xin and squatted down to look at the small yellow croakers in the big wooden barrel. They were swimming very energetically: "They are all alive. Your brother is amazing!"

Wen Xin nodded proudly: "Of course, this is the guy who feeds him, so he has to be powerful."

Jing Yao looked at him and thought that the boy had a good personality: "How many fish can your brother catch in a day? Does he go out to sea?"

"My brother has a big boat, which he uses when going out to sea. The one in the river is a small boat. My brother likes fishing, and these are all his own wealth. He also has a few friends, and they go out to sea together. Sometimes they can catch a thousand kilograms of fish in a day. Usually they catch several hundred kilograms each time they go out to sea. As for what kind of fish they can catch, it usually depends on luck. After they catch and sell them, they will go again, or if someone specifies what they want." Wen Xin knew that the Jingyao factory also collected fish for canned fish, so he praised his brother hard.

Jing Yao nodded: "Next time you go out to sea, call me when you come back, and I'll go see what's there."

Wen Xin was happy: "We will go there in a few days. It will be the first time this year. They will definitely try to catch as many as possible for a good omen. I will ask you to choose when the time comes."

Jing Yao nodded and asked some other questions. After processing, Jing Yao subconsciously gave the fish to Wen Qun. Wen Qun did not refuse, added firewood and started to prepare to fry the fish.

Jing Yao reacted after handing it over, but he didn't stop it. He had seen Wen Xin's achievements and thought it was better not to waste good things.

Wen Xin's cooking skills were actually average. The fish he fried were either too soft or overcooked. But he was able to sell them only because of the good quality of the raw materials. So seeing Wen Qun doing his job with ease, he was happy to take some time off.

Wen Qun started to work quickly. Wen Zhong also came back with a lot of fish. Jing Yao and Wen Xin went to help get them ashore.

After putting all the fish in the net into the bucket, he rowed the boat silently towards the center of the river.

Jing Yao threw two pieces of firewood into the fire. Seeing that the fire was burning well, he decided not to worry about it for the time being and went to help process the fish.

Wen Zhong ran three times and found that it was enough, so he did not cast the net again. He parked the boat and the three of them started to get busy again.

It was also the first time Jing Yao met Wen Zhong, so he took the initiative to ask: "Are there many small yellow croakers in the river?"

He saw that the fish Wen Zhong brought back were all small yellow croakers, and there were very few other fish, which he considered an unprovoked disaster.

Wen nodded: "The water in the upper river is good, and the small yellow croaker is clever and can't be caught by most people, so there are still a lot of them in the river. Now is the best time. When it gets warmer, small fish will spawn, and they won't be delicious then."

People in Shangbao call the river Shangjiang, and Xiabao calls it Xiajiang. In fact, the river has other names, but people have called it that for generations, and few people call it by other names solemnly, so everyone just accepts them.

Jing Yao asked some other questions. Wen Zhong looked like he didn't like to talk, but he was actually very talkative. The two of them chatted very well, and Wen Xin, who was a chatterbox, couldn't interrupt, so he could only go and keep the fire going for Wen Qun.

"Are you going far out to sea? How many days at a time?" Jing Yao asked curiously.

"Don't go far. The fish here are cheap and we can't get a good price. There are too many people fishing and we can't sell too many." After Wen Zhong finished processing the small yellow croaker, he began to pack up his net. It can be seen that he took good care of it.

Jing Yao recalled that it seemed that because it was near the sea, the price of seafood was naturally cheap. The seaside looked beautiful, with blue sky and clear water, and beautiful scenery. But there was often a fishy smell in the air, and people who lived here every day were not used to it, not to mention eating fish that were not properly processed and had a fishy smell. Many fishermen did not eat fish themselves, and they liked the prey on land more.

Jing Yao didn't know that he should eat fish often, mainly because he ate less in modern times. Later, due to ocean pollution, many creatures in the ocean began to mutate, and no one dared to eat it. He would look for a recipe someday to see how to cook seafood.

"Tell me when you come back from the sea, and I'll go see what kind of seafood there is in the sea here." Jing Yao patted Wen Zhong's shoulder.

Wen Zhong's dark complexion revealed a smile, "Definitely."

Although not many people here eat fish, seafood should be a rare thing in Beijing and other places in the north where there is no sea. When the time comes, if we process it well, add delicious spices, and ship it out for sale, there should be quite a big market for it.

After all the small yellow croakers were fried, there were still quite a few of them, about twenty or thirty kilograms, so Wen Xin went to get something to pack them up.

Jing Yao held Wen Qun's hand, feeling a little distressed. Wen Qun's hands had been overused after being turned over and over. But he was stubborn and would not let others help him. Jing Yao had no choice but to blame him when he saw him grinning after stopping. He could only use his special powers to massage him to relax him.

Wen Qun felt a little embarrassed to be so intimate in front of outsiders, but Jing Yao didn't listen and insisted on rubbing his hands, so he could only lower his head.

Jing Yao rubbed it while asking, "Are you feeling better? If there's any pain, tell me and I'll rub it for you, or you won't be able to lift your chopsticks to eat tomorrow."

Wen Qun pointed at a place awkwardly, and Jing Yao rubbed the area where he pointed.

After Wen Xin packed the food and calculated the money, everyone separated. Jing Yao took the food back, took some chili powder he had prepared, sprinkled it on the small yellow croaker, and handed it to Wen Qun: "Try it."

Wen Qun took it and took a bite, his eyes shining: "It's delicious."

Jing Yao also ate one: "Not bad as a snack."

"Brother Dazhong is so amazing. I've never heard of anyone who can catch so many small yellow croakers in Shangjiang. These guys are so smart." Wen Qun said with emotion.

Jing Yao didn't want him to praise others like this in front of him, "If you want to eat it, I'll fish it out for you next time. I can also fish it out."

Wen Qun looked at Jing Yao, smiled and said nothing.

"I don't believe it." Jing Yao raised his eyebrows.

Wen Qun quickly shook his head, "Of course I believe it, A Yao is the best."

Although he knew that he was just trying to please him, Jing Yao was still very happy. He secretly bit his lips, which scared Wen Qun so much that he dared not speak anymore and lowered his head to concentrate on eating the fish.

While it was still hot, the two of them packed some and prepared to send it to the Wen family so that they could have a taste. Jing Yao packed the rest and put it into the space.

Wen Qun watched him make a bag of small yellow croaker disappear out of thin air, his eyes full of surprise. He bit his lip and asked, "Do you know any magic? Can you make things disappear?"

Jing Yao looked at his dazed look and pinched his face: "No, but it is also a supernatural power."

After saying that, he conjured up the bag of small yellow croakers out of thin air. Wen Qun exclaimed, picked up Jing Yao's hand and looked at it left and right, and even pulled up his sleeves, wanting to see his arm to see if there was any mechanism. The result was exactly the same as his arm, but the difference was that it was thicker and more powerful.

"Can it really appear out of thin air and give you whatever you want?" Wen Qun asked curiously.

Jing Yao touched his face and asked him, "What do you want?"

Wen Qun blurted out: "Chocolate."

After saying this, he blushed with embarrassment, because he had eaten too much candy and cakes in the past few days. Jing Yao restricted Wen Qun's chocolate intake. He felt that he had not eaten it for several days, but in fact it was only one day.

Jing Yao smiled, and suddenly a box of Wen Qun's favorite chocolate appeared in his hand.

Wen Qun was so happy that he held the baby tightly and refused to let go.

Jing Yao was helpless: "I made the chocolate, so if you want to hug someone, you should hug me!"

After hearing this, Wen Qun really hugged Jing Yao and looked up at him: "This magic is so good, it can create so many delicious foods."

Jing Yao picked the person up and as soon as he thought about it, several shelves appeared in the room. Wen Qun looked at the things that suddenly appeared, and was not scared at all. Instead, he went over to check them out with great interest. He found that they were all chocolate candies that Jing Yao usually gave him to eat. Some places were full, and some places were empty.

Jing Yao explained to him: "This is actually a special space. I can put things in it and take them out when I want. The things will remain in their original state. These are all things I collected and put in it before."

Wen Qun understood: "It means that you have to put it in first before you can take it out, just like the small yellow croaker just now, and these things, once you take them out, they will be gone."

Jing Yao nodded. There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. He had to pay a price to get such a gift. The theory of apocalyptic evolution was generally accepted in the late apocalypse. Their evolution was achieved by stepping on the corpses of countless compatriots. After experiencing such a catastrophe, mankind's technology, civilization and social order all regressed. This was also the price of evolution.

Wen Qun thought for a moment, took one out of the chocolate box, put the others back on the shelf, and said to Jing Yao, "Put them away. We should eat them sparingly in the future. Once we finish them, there will be no more."

Jing Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he put the box of chocolates, one of which had already been opened, back into his hands: "This is just one of the shelves. There are many more like this. Eat them with confidence. Even if you finish them, we can ask the merchant ships out to sea to pay attention to the chocolate tree species, and plant them so that we can make more."

Wen Qun was convinced by him, and then nodded to accept it. He looked at Jing Yao and asked, "Why did you tell me such a secret?"

Jing Yao said as a matter of course: "You are my husband, we will be together for the rest of our lives, I will treat you very well, so well that we have no secrets from each other, how could I hide it from you. Didn't you also notice it?"

Wen Qun nodded. Since he started coming to Jing Yao's house frequently, the two of them cleaned the house and tidied the room together. He knew exactly what was in Jing Yao's house, so the extra things were very suspicious.