The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Suddenly, Yang Shuisheng remembered something, slapped his forehead, and said in a low voice to Liu Yulan, "Sister-in-law Yulan, I need to harvest the bok choy in the field early tomorrow morning, and I need some help."

"Could you come over earlier tomorrow and give me a hand?"

"The wages..."

"no problem!"

He had intended to casually mention the wages, but before he could even speak, Liu Yulan nodded without hesitation, her tone filled with almost grateful joy: "Shuisheng, I'll definitely be there first thing tomorrow morning! Don't worry!"

Looking into her eyes, which shone brightly with trust, Yang Shuisheng felt a warmth in his heart and swallowed back the words about wages that were about to come out of his mouth.

He understood that for Liu Yulan, what she could do for him at this moment was far more important than wages.

After all, this money will ultimately be used for her own benefit.

"Grandma Sun, I advise you to behave yourself."

He straightened up, turned his head, and gave Granny Sun, who was still standing to the side with an uncertain expression, a cold look in his eyes. His tone was warning: "Don't think about taking your anger out on Sister Yulan after I leave."

"If I find out you laid a single hair on her head, don't blame me for settling all the old scores with you!"

Granny Sun shuddered at his icy gaze, which seemed to tangibly penetrate her. She opened her mouth, wanting to habitually retort with a few curses, but in the end, she didn't dare to utter a sound. She simply gave a heavy "humph" and turned her head away.

Seeing this, Yang Shuisheng stopped and strode away from Liu Yulan's courtyard.

Watching Yang Shuisheng's departing figure, Liu Yulan felt a mix of emotions, a sweet sense of being protected and at ease, but also a touch of unease about the future.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, carrying a heartfelt joy.

"Hmph! Don't be too happy yet!"

Seeing her like this, Granny Sun became even angrier, spat fiercely, and said sarcastically, "You'll have your day."

After saying that, she didn't stay there any longer and walked out of the courtyard with a livid face.

Grandma Sun, seething with anger, walked along the rugged mountain path for more than an hour until she arrived at Wangjiawan next door.

She arrived at a magnificent two-story villa at the east end of the village with ease. This building, covered with white ceramic tiles and with a large iron gate, stood out from the rest of Wangjiawan. It was the home of Wang Ruisheng, the boss who did business in the county town.

Coincidentally, Wang Ruisheng was at home, lying in a wicker chair in the yard, leisurely drinking tea.

"Hey, Aunt Sun, what brings you here?"

Seeing Granny Sun running up breathlessly, he put down his teacup and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Boss Wang, you really have to think of something!"

Granny Sun quickly stepped forward and embellished the story of Yang Shuisheng's plan to use two thousand yuan to rob someone the next day. She finished with a hint of provocation and anxiety: "That Yang Shuisheng is just a hothead. He's really capable of doing something like that."

"Aunt Sun, don't worry."

After listening, Wang Ruisheng just smiled disdainfully, picked up his teacup and took a slow sip, his tone carrying a condescending composure: "As long as you're on my side, that kid named Yang Shuisheng won't be able to cause any trouble."

"Leave this to me."

"That's right, that's right!"

Upon hearing this, Granny Sun immediately beamed and quickly flattered him, saying, "With your words of comfort, Boss Wang, I can rest assured."

"Actually, I'm doing this for Yulan's own good. I want her to have a good life with you, which is better than her suffering with that poor boy."

That sounds nice, but in the end it's just because I paid more money than that kid.

Wang Ruisheng saw through it but didn't say anything. He just smiled faintly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Tomorrow, I will personally lead a group to Peach Blossom Valley."

"I want to see just how capable that Yang Shuisheng really is."

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the other side.

Yang Shuisheng was still angry when he left Liu Yulan's house, but he forced himself to calm down. Anyway, it was only the last day, and there was no need to get angry with that old widow. So he went to the fields first.

He squatted down beside the vegetable patch, parted the emerald green leaves, and looked at the thriving bok choy in the field.

The leaves are thick, bright in color, and glistening with moisture; you can tell at a glance that they are of superior quality.

He estimated that, based on this density and growth rate, the actual yield was likely to be more than the three or four thousand catties he had previously estimated.

This is good news, meaning we can make more money tomorrow.

But he was not satisfied with this; instead, he began to think about longer-term plans.

Selling bok choy alone can provide temporary relief, but it's not a sustainable solution.

Now that this batch of vegetables is sold, the land will be empty. What should we plant next season? And how much will it sell for? Should we plant bok choy again?

Therefore, he had to explore other, more stable, and more profitable ways to make money.

He thought of the stir-fried eel that Su Xiaoyue had praised yesterday.

This thing is indeed a good product; there's a large market demand, and it's not cheap.

The problem is that wild eels can only be caught by catching them in the fields, which is time-consuming and laborious, and the yield is also unstable.

If we hire someone to catch it, the labor cost is too high, and people know that this thing is profitable, so they will definitely sell it themselves. Who would want to work for him?

"It would be great if we could raise eels artificially, just like we raise fish."

This thought suddenly popped into Yang Shuisheng's mind.

If you dig your own fishpond, collect wild eel fry, and raise them artificially, wouldn't the yield be stable?

Moreover, with his current Qi Condensation Level 3 strength and control over Qi, his efficiency in catching eels far surpasses that of ordinary people, with negligible costs and huge profit margins!

The more he thought about it, the more feasible the idea seemed, but then he faced a new problem.

Where can we find a fishpond?

The two acres of land Bai Qinglian gave him were for growing vegetables, and he couldn't dig a pond without permission.

After much thought, it seems the only option is to go find Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai had personally promised to get him a piece of land in a decent location in Liangshui Village.

Now is the time to fulfill that promise.

Having made up his mind, Yang Shuisheng turned and walked towards Zhao Youcai's house.

He also wanted to see if the couple's relationship had improved after yesterday's incident.

However, when he arrived downstairs at Zhao Youcai's house, he found that the convenience store was strangely closed that day.

He went upstairs through the side door and saw Zhao Youcai sitting alone in the main room, smoking a pipe with his head down. The room was filled with smoke, but Zhou Caifeng was nowhere to be seen.

"Village Chief Zhao, are you home?" Yang Shuisheng greeted him, his gaze subtly sweeping around the room.

"What brings you here?"

Zhao Youcai didn't show much emotion when he saw him. He tapped his pipe and pointed to the chair next to him, saying, "Sit down."

Why are you home alone?

Yang Shuisheng sat down opposite him and tentatively asked, half-jokingly, "Where's Aunt Feng? She didn't cause you any trouble yesterday, did she?"

"Hey, don't even mention it!"

Zhao Youcai's smile froze for a moment, then he waved his hand and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Women are just all talk and no action."

She had a fight with me yesterday, and this morning she went to her parents' house to visit them in a huff, saying she'll stay for a few days before coming back.

"It's good that they're gone; it'll be peaceful now!"

As he spoke, he deliberately changed the subject, looking at Yang Shuisheng and asking, "By the way, what brings you here?"