The fishing ground I opened has become a national leisure destination

Chapter 28 Big Hand

Walking out of the village committee, Chen Yuan's face was full of smiles.

This time when he came to the village committee, he clearly felt that Chen Wenbin attached more importance to the fishing ground, and his words and deeds revealed his support for him. This kind of attention and support is by no means a simple support for entrepreneurship.

The relationship between the two of them became more familiar and comfortable. It was a feeling of closeness. If anything happened at the fishing ground in the future, he would no longer be helpless.

After returning home and washing his face, Chen Yuan felt much more energetic.

"Dad, what did uncle say?"

When I arrived at the main room, I saw Chen Jun and Tang Ying sitting at the table, holding tea cups and talking about something.

"I agree, but your uncle doesn't want any salary. He said if there is any profit, he will give me some. If there is no profit, it will be considered as a favor."

Chen Jun took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Yuan, then patted the long bench he was sitting on and motioned him to sit down, wanting to hear what Chen Yuan had to say.

"This is a good thing."

Chen Yuan sat down happily.

"What are you talking about? Your uncle is worried that the fishing business will not be stable. If he has to pay us wages, we will suffer a loss. Now we are just helping out."

Tang Ying rolled her eyes at Chen Yuan in reproach.

"I understand, but uncle's decision is wise. As the fishing business gets better and better, sharing the profits will definitely make more than taking a salary."

Chen Yuan naturally understood that his uncle was thinking about them and was worried that he would lose money by paying salaries. He wanted to share some of the profits if there was any, so that everyone could make a profit.

But Chen Yuan has absolute confidence in the fishing grounds.

He just wanted to say that his uncle's kindness today could be exchanged for a mountain of gold tomorrow.

"Don't be complacent just because you have achieved a little success. Take one step at a time and be steady. If you dare to be proud and complacent, I will show you how I will deal with you."

Chen Jun immediately became serious, fearing that his son would become arrogant.

At the beginning, he just wanted to support his son's entrepreneurship. With the fish in the pond as a guarantee, even if he lost money, it would not be much, at most he would lose some time.

But no one expected that the restaurant would be so popular on the second day of opening.

But the more this happened, the more tense Chen Jun became. He was afraid that Chen Yuan would lose his balance and that the fishing ground would not be able to be run. Who knows how the villagers would laugh at him then.

Before opening a business, there is a saying that goes "If you don't make steamed buns, you have to fight for your reputation."

I got my revenge today.

Then we must fight to the end.

"We're just getting started. It's not time to start floating yet."

Chen Yuan was smoking a cigarette, grinning, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"You stinky boy, you can't float anywhere."

Chen Jun raised his leg and kicked.

This time Chen Yuan hid and turned around to sit on his mother's stool.

Tang Ying held the teacup and looked at the father and son with a smile on her face.

Her precious son is by her side, the fishing business has prospects, and the family is happy. Isn't this the life she wants most? It would be even better if her precious daughter was also here.

She secretly decided that when the fishing business stabilized, she would let her precious daughter come back, and the family would guard the fishing ground, not seeking wealth and fame, but seeking happiness and reunion.

"Your aunt suggested making a menu so that the fishermen can choose the dishes in advance and have an idea of ​​the side dishes and lunch boxes, which will be more convenient. Your mother and I think it's feasible. What do you think?"

Chen Jun took a sip of tea and then looked at Chen Yuan.

"Of course, I thought about this at noon. Just decide on the dishes. It doesn't have to be too many. Taste is the most important thing."

Chen Yuan gave a reminder.

"Don't worry about that. Your aunt has many specialties. I guarantee that they will satisfy your customers."

Tang Ying admired his sister-in-law's cooking skills very much, as not everyone could be the chef for a village banquet.

"Mom's cooking skills are pretty good too."

"You little brat, I need you to praise me."

Tang Ying patted Chen Yuan, his mouth wide open. Everyone likes to be praised, let alone praise from his own son.

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was already past three o'clock, Chen Yuan said hello to his parents and walked towards the fish pond. It was time for the fish king to perform.

With the ignition turned to the bottom, the tricycle rushed towards the fish pond at lightning speed. It braked suddenly at the corner, but the tricycle was still able to drift, causing an uproar among the fishermen in the fish pond.

"Boss, how's the fishing going?" Chen Yuan jumped out of the car handsomely and looked at this group of lovely gods of wealth.

"Boss Chen's fish in this pond are quite good. I usually catch nothing, but I caught seven or eight today. The big crucian carp are golden yellow. It feels so good."

"The fish are biting really well. I caught two silver carps and a few breams. They are almost all landed. The rest of the time I will just play with the boss."

"Haha, I'm on shore too."

The fishermen were laughing and shouting, wanting to catch the boss. Those fishermen who had not come ashore also joined in the commotion, wanting to catch Boss Chen's pants.

"Tsk, there are only two acres of pond, and dozens of fishing rods didn't even catch the king fish. Your skills are not good enough."

Ask me?

That's all your technology?
"Fuck, Boss Chen is too arrogant."

"How dare you humiliate us, brothers, show us your true abilities and let Boss Chen see our strength."

"Plate him."

The fishermen rolled up their sleeves and looked ready for a fight.

It is quite interesting to see the boss and the customers bickering and having fun.

"Ghost."

Qin Fen waved towards Chen Yuan.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Yuan walked forward, lit a cigarette, and then squatted beside him.

"Do you have any experts in this pond?"

Qin Fen moved closer to Chen Yuan, whispered in his ear, and looked towards a fishing spot diagonally opposite.

"What a great master?"

Chen Yuan followed his gaze and saw that Qin Fen was talking about the fisherman Wang Heng.

When we were helping to move goods in the morning, didn’t Brother Wang say that his fishing was just so-so? Is Brother Wang too modest, or does this rookie Qin Fen think everyone looks like an expert?

"According to my observation, that guy caught at least 40 fish, and I estimate that there must be about 100 kilograms of fish in the fish basket."

This is not going ashore, this is coming to purchase goods.

"Only forty, not many."

Chen Yuan smacked his lips and lit a cigarette.

"Are you sick? That's forty pieces, not forty kilograms. Even if the average price is ten yuan per kilogram, that's more than a thousand yuan. It's enough to make you cry."

Qin Fen looked at Chen Yuan in surprise, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"I'm not talking about how much it's worth, but can you be called a master if you catch forty fish? At noon, I asked Master Qin to help me catch some fish, and I caught four or five in half an hour."

Chen Yuan flicked the ash off his cigarette and looked towards Master Qin.

"My grandfather didn't fish alone. We heard you wanted fish, so we went fishing together. My grandfather caught two. It was considered lucky to catch two rods."

Qin Fen took out a lighter and lit the cigarette that Chen Yuan handed to him, took a deep breath and glanced at Wang Heng who was sitting diagonally across from him.

"He is different. He is almost always connecting rods. And can the parameters of half an hour be compared with those of a few hours?"

Chen Yuan nodded, understanding what Qin Fen meant.

Qin Fen’s fishing skills are not very good, but he can always catch fish. We can’t just calculate the number of fish he caught based on the few minutes he spent catching fish.

Stability is the hallmark of a true master.

Wang Heng is such an expert.

"That guy's eating habits weren't bad. I guess he knew he caught too many fish, so he put all the fish he caught back into the pond. Otherwise, he could have taken away 200 to 300 kilograms of fish after one round of fishing."

Qin Fen patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder and said, "You have to deal with this matter, otherwise the big hands guarding your fish pond will really clean up the pond for you."

Chen Yuan didn't care too much about it. He could use his points to replenish the number of fish. Even if the big players came to play every day, it would hardly affect his ability to make money.

But this matter does need to be dealt with.

Since you are here to play, just have fun. There is no need to catch fish and then put them back into the pond.

There are not so many rules at Chen Yuan Fishing Ground, the main focus is to have fun.

(End of this chapter)