Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

"I came here today just for your business. I can handle other things myself next time." Jiang Feng said confidently.

"Brother Han, I depend on you for my livelihood. If you are well, I will be well too." Zhang Haidai said with confidence.

Jiang Han was speechless, but what they said seemed to make some sense.

They went to the Dragon King Temple again. Strangely enough, the Dragon King looked exactly like the one in his dream.

It’s just that the things in dreams are alive and can talk.

Jiang Han didn't dare to be careless and was more serious than when he was with Guanyin.

"Lord Dragon, as long as you let me go smoothly when I go out to sea, I will buy you fruit often."

After Jiang Han said this, he felt that something was wrong. It seemed like he was threatening the Dragon King.

"Lord Dragon, I will buy things for you and visit you often. I also hope that you can bless me."

Jiang Feng and Zhang Haidai bowed to the Dragon King again and again.

"Lord Dragon, you must protect my brother."

"Lord Dragon, you must protect Brother Han."

After the three of them finished, they went to the God of Wealth.

People on their island are like this, they are very busy worshiping the gods.

In fact, it is not just ordinary people who do this, but also ancient emperors. I remember there was a garden in the Old Summer Palace where various gods were enshrined.

There is a saying: All gods and Buddhas in heaven protect us.

No matter where the god is from, as long as he can protect you, he is a good god.

They came out of the Dragon King Temple and went to the God of Wealth Temple.

The incense offered to the God of Wealth is the best. The purpose of praying to the God of Wealth is very simple, which is to get rich.

Jiang Han lit some very high incense sticks, asking the God of Wealth to bless him with more wealth.

After completing the tour, Zhang Haidai returned to the town.

At first, Jiang Han thought that Zhang Haidai stayed in the town just to play games.

Now he knew that Zhang Haidai and his family had completely fallen out.

Jiang Han didn't say anything and went to his parents' grave with his sister.

They had said a long time ago that they would visit the grave together, but it has been delayed until now.

Jiang Feng was fine at first, but she started crying in front of her parents' grave.

"Dad, Mom, my brother has made a lot of progress. He really has made a lot of progress."

"He can earn money now and take care of me."

"You can rest in peace."

"..."

Jiang Feng cried more and more sadly, and she almost couldn't stop crying.

Jiang Han was not used to women crying, and he didn't know how to persuade them.

He found a rock to sit on and waited for Jiang Feng to calm down.

After his parents passed away, he realized how difficult it was for his sister, who had to take care of him even though she wasn't even an adult yet.

I really suffered a lot to make sure he could go to college.

Perhaps it was during this period that she really saw that he could make money.

She finally let go of the worry that had been weighing on her mind for several years.

Jiang Feng didn't know how long she had been crying. She suddenly raised her head and looked behind him, "Are there any summer bamboo shoots there?"

"What?" Jiang Han was stunned.

The change was too fast, please forgive him for not reacting for a moment.

"Summer bamboo shoots, are those summer bamboo shoots?"

Jiang Han looked in the direction of Jiang Feng's finger, and it was indeed summer bamboo shoots.

Jiang Han's eyesight is much better than Jiang Feng's. Looking at it this way, he can see that this area is densely packed with summer bamboo shoots.

Jiang Feng pushed aside the weeds. "Oh, they're really summer bamboo shoots. What are you standing there for? Hurry and bring the bag over. There are so many here. Take them home and cook them with meat. The extra ones can be dried into bamboo shoots."

Perhaps because Jiang Han was slow to react, Jiang Feng ran over, took the bag himself, and hid in the bushes.

Jiang Han had no choice but to pick up a bag as well, "Sister, let me help you."

When he crawled into the grass, Jiang Feng had already pulled out several bamboo shoots.

"When you were little, you got tired of eating mussels. Mom and Dad are gone, and I can't make anything else."

"That summer you were sick and had a poor appetite. So I ran to the mountains to pick summer bamboo shoots. I put them in a big stove and brine them overnight to make salted bamboo shoots. I used the salted bamboo shoots to make porridge for you, and you were finally able to eat a full bowl of porridge."