Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Sitting on the ox cart, the three of them drove away from Dingjia Bay with the somewhat shabby-looking sampan.

"Boss, this sampan you bought is really worth it! It would cost at least five taels of silver elsewhere!"

"Isn't it because our boss is so charming? If you went to buy it, I guess they wouldn't even sell it for six taels!"

Chen Changfan was speechless. "You two, stop talking and go buy some other materials."

The three men purchased the nails, wooden boards and tung oil needed to repair the boat.

The sampan was simply unloaded at Hu the bricklayer's place.

He has all the tools and is next to the river bank, which is perfect.

"Boss, you could have just bought the cheap tung oil. Although the tung oil we bought dries faster, it's twice as expensive."

Hu the bricklayer said with some pain.

"The boss has his reasons for doing this. The fish stall sells so many fish every day, so they need this sampan urgently. Yet you're still worried about the few copper coins you spent."

Old Wei does have some brains and hits the nail on the head.

The reason why Chen Changfan invested so much was naturally because he wanted to get more profits.

You have to know that the fish stall is facing competition now, and the noodle stall has just opened and is facing many uncertainties.

After working hard for half a day today, the fish stall only earned a little over two taels, not counting the spirit fish. After deducting the costs, there was only a little over one tael left.

Compared with yesterday, the downward trend is very obvious.

Apart from the fact that snail noodles require advertising costs, the main reason is that the catch has decreased.

If it weren't for the arapaima in the river, he could have used the wave-walking method to go down to the river to catch fish, or set a few more traps to expand the scale.

But as long as the arapaima is there, the fish and shrimp in the river will become fewer and fewer, which is equivalent to snatching food from his own mouth, so he must get rid of it as soon as possible.

With the sampan, he had more room to maneuver, otherwise he would be courting death if he faced the arapaima in the water.

Moreover, the sampan is an extremely cost-effective production tool. With a boat, the efficiency of casting nets to catch fish will be higher.

In order to buy this sampan, Chen Changfan has already used up some of his family’s savings. How can he not be anxious?

Only by getting rid of the giant bony fish can we gain a foothold in the market and collect enough tax money. After overcoming this difficulty, there is still the hail disaster.

He was invisibly put under pressure, forcing him to speed up.

Before it got dark, Old Wei and Hu the bricklayer were busy repairing the sampan, while Chen Changfan was studying the newly acquired dragon fish craft.

"Damn it, this dragon fish copy is bad, no wonder the Wu family would use it as a bet!"

Chen Changfan tore the mesh with a casual pull. It was obvious that the thing had been in disrepair for a long time. The originally very tough fishing net had become rotten.

"But this mechanism is truly ingenious. Just by gently controlling it, the ring lock can be tightened instantly. Let's try it out and see how powerful it is."

Chen Changfan waved the dragon fish scoop and headed towards a wooden stake in front of him. He gently pressed the mechanism, and the ring lock on the top suddenly tightened, directly leaving a deep dent in the wooden stake!

"Boss, this dragon fish has great strength. If it were to be put on a person's head, it would probably break their neck!"

"It's indeed a magical fishing tool, but it's a pity that the fishing net is broken..."

Chen Changfan nodded silently, still having a plan in mind.

Fishing nets are difficult to repair, and it may be too late to use them to catch giant bony fish, but they can be used to deal with crocodiles.

As the sun set, the sampan was finally repaired. Seeing that he could not help, Old Wei went back to feed the cows.

"Boss, go back and rest. I'll apply the remaining tung oil and it will be done. Tung oil dries quickly. Let the wind blow here overnight and we can put it into the water tomorrow."

Bricklayer Hu wiped the sweat from his face and motioned Chen Changfan to go back as well.

He nodded and immediately took out twenty copper coins.

Hu the bricklayer quickly refused, "Boss, you've already paid me, I can't take this money!"

"Just take it if you're told to. Your wages are wages, and this money is overtime pay!"

Overtime pay?

Hu the roofer didn't know what this meant, but he knew that the boss really treated him as one of his own.

"Thank you, sir. You can come and pick up the boat tomorrow morning."

A touch of emotion appeared on the old face of Hu the bricklayer.

I must have done good deeds in my previous life to meet such a good boss.

……

Dragging his tired body back home, Chen Changfan felt exhausted all over.

"It would be nice to take a nice hot bath..."

As he was thinking this, Chen Changfan had already stepped into the door. He saw steam rising from the doorway and Shen Cuiyun pouring hot water into a large wooden barrel.

"Erlang, you must be tired. I've boiled some hot water for you. Take a bath and relax."

Under the steam, Shen Cuiyun's cheeks flushed.

She gently helped Chen Changfan take off his dirty clothes, and used a scoop of water to gently pour water on Chen Erlang.

“Hiss—it feels so good!”

Chen Erlang breathed a long sigh, feeling Shen Cuiyun's slender hand coming up to him.

The woman massaged her shoulders and neck in an unskilled manner, and the feeling...

He just felt so comfortable that he was about to take off.

Shen Cuiyun didn't know how to massage, and she pressed the man's skin clumsily.

She was afraid that she would use the wrong strength and hurt the man.

So I applied some soap nuts on the palms of my hands, and it really made the massage smoother.

But the smooth touch of their skin made her blush slightly.

Her eyes moved secretly downwards. The man's collarbone was clearly defined, and the two muscles on his chest were also very powerful.

Her eyes dropped again, and she felt her cheeks immediately burning.

Suddenly, the man's hand grabbed her, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

"Miss..."

"Ok?"

"Come in."

"In...into where..."

The next moment, Shen Cuiyun only felt the man's big hand suddenly exert force, and then she felt that she suddenly lost her balance.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she quickly closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a wooden barrel.

Chen Erlang chuckled and pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

……

Water splashed everywhere, soaking my clothes.

……

At night, Chen Erlang hugged his wife, with no desires in his heart.

Shen Cuiyun snuggled in the man's arms, the blush on her face had not yet completely faded.

"Erlang, I went to the river to catch some snails today, and I've already made the sauce according to the method you taught me."

Chen Changfan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled.

He was too busy today. If Shen Cuiyun hadn't told him, he would have almost forgotten about making the sauce.

"Thank you for your hard work, my lady. You'd better not touch the snails in the future. It's dangerous near the river."

Luoluo was still young, so Shen Cuiyun must have carried Luoluo to the river.

What if Shen Cuiyun slipped and fell into the water? Wouldn’t he regret it so much?

"I just saw that you were too busy and wanted to help you."

"If you two are well, that would be the biggest favor you can give me."

"Then you think that my mother and I are a burden."

"Where do you start talking about this?"

Shen Cuiyun stopped talking.

Now her husband is becoming more and more capable. He has opened a fish stall and a noodle stall, and has also hired long-term workers to work.

She was just afraid that she was too useless and would be disliked by men.

Looking at it now, it is indeed the case.

Seeing his wife suddenly acting like a little woman, Chen Erlang was a little amused and helpless.

If it were another woman, she would just want to lie at home every day.

But Shen Cuiyun was obviously very tired of taking care of the baby, and she was still thinking about sharing some of the pressure with herself.

His eyes rolled, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly. "What are you talking about? You are really helpful. The soup of the snail noodles is a secret that cannot be passed on. If it weren't for you helping to make it, I would be exhausted to death."

"I believed your ghost! You were so proud just now. You worked so hard for so long and didn't even complain of being tired."

"Ahem, what I mean is that you can do something more important, and leave those unimportant things to others. Tomorrow you can go to the village to collect snails. You can get two pounds for one penny. They will be so happy."

Chen Changfan's words gave Shen Cuiyun an idea.

She nodded, finding the price acceptable.

Their family can now easily afford a few taels of silver, so they don't have to feel bad about spending a few copper coins.

If this had happened in the past, it would have been unimaginable.

She was treated harshly by her parents-in-law and bullied by the eldest wife. She could only earn a handful of pennies a year, and she really wanted to break every penny into two halves to spend.

In the past, she earned a few coins by being ordered around by others, but now, she can even pay others to order her around. The feeling is really different.

"By the way, when you collect snails tomorrow, you might as well collect some fish as well. But you don't need to collect too many, just spirit fish."

Chen Changfan suddenly thought that after he got the "Hundred Tail Copy", the only spiritual fish that could match the number seemed to be the redtail and the giant bone fish.

He suspected that the probability of catching a fish by himself was too low. If he could mobilize the villagers to catch the spiritual fish, he might get an unexpected harvest.

Although he possesses perfect fishing skills and the art of treading on the waves, the scope of his exploration may still be limited. The Chiwei River stretches for hundreds of miles, and there will always be some people who get lucky and catch the spiritual fish.

"What is a spirit fish?" Shen Cuiyun was a little curious.

"Well, the redtail is a magical fish, but there are too few of them in the river right now, so we need to expand our scope. You don't have to mention the word 'magic fish' when you're buying it; just say you're buying a strange-looking fish."

Chen Changfan showed the book "Bai Wei Chao" to Shen Cuiyun, who was very surprised.

"There are hundreds of species of spirit fish in this world! Some have horns on their heads, some have wings on their ribs? Some have two eyes on the same side? And I've only seen red-tailed fish."

"Many people never even see a redtail in their lifetime. And if it weren't recorded in the treasure book, even if they encountered a spiritual fish, they would just think it was a strange-looking fish, and miss out on a great opportunity."

Chen Changfan couldn't help but sigh.

Since there is "Hundred Tail Notes," is there also "Hundred Beast Notes," "Hundred Bird Notes," and "Hundred Herb Notes"?

The more you understand the secrets of this world, the more novel and mysterious it seems.

While Shen Cuiyun was engrossed in reading, Chen Changfan found the parts of the spear gun and started assembling it.

Ever since he learned about the giant bony fish's weakness, he couldn't wait to fight it underwater.

Speaking of "Hundred Tail Notes", he couldn't help but think of the Nether Crocodile in the underground cave.

"My dear, have you ever been to Qingshan? I heard it seems to be a treasure mountain."

According to Chen Changfan's guess, the underground cave should be under the green mountain, but the green mountain is very large and he cannot confirm it completely.

"I haven't been there, but hunters must be familiar with it. I heard there are many good things in that mountain."

Shen Cuiyun responded casually while looking at the precious book intently.

good stuff?

There are magical fish and precious fish in the river, so maybe there are precious medicines and magical beasts in the mountains?

Chen Changfan couldn't help but have some fantasies.

His fear of natural disasters made him always obsessed with the underground cave.

If we could enter the cave from Qingshan, we might be able to turn it into an excellent shelter.

The premise is not to disturb the Nether Crocodile.

Unfortunately, the introduction to the Netherworld Crocodile in that precious book was very brief, and there was no information on how to hunt and kill the Netherworld Crocodile.

Perhaps the person who wrote this book also felt that such a huge creature could not be captured?

"It's a little early to think about killing that giant creature now. Let's kill the giant bony fish first."

Now everything is ready, let’s take down the giant bony fish tomorrow!