Chapter 380

Not light and not heavy, but it just happened to scare the leisurely goldfish in the water into turning around and fleeing. He He Lingchuan's scoop entered the water at this time, just happened to be placed on the side of the fish, and scooped it up lightly.

The black-spotted goldfish was flipped out of the water, He He Lingchuan caught it with a can, got it!

Of course, the scoop also broke.

However, exchanging one scoop for a lively and beautiful goldfish is worth it.

Sun Sun Fuling clapped lightly: "Good!"

The move just now was too fast, and others couldn't keep up, but she saw it clearly. Not to mention anything else, the scoop was too rotten and couldn't withstand the force of the goldfish's counter-attack and struggle, so the scoop couldn't be placed directly in front of where it was fleeing.

In just that short moment, He He Lingchuan accurately predicted the direction the fish was swimming and scooped it lightly from the side to unload the force.

This fish was flipped up, not scooped up at all.

Scooping fish is a small matter, his eyesight and accurate prediction are the key points.

The peddler was also a bit surprised: "Amazing."

Seeing He He Lingchuan pick up the last scoop, he reminded again: "Can't pat the jar to scare the fish anymore! My fish can't stand being scared."

"Fine." He He Lingchuan already had some experience, and turned to ask Sun Sun Fuling, "Which one do you want now?"

"I want that lion-headed dragon-eyed one!" Sun Sun Fuling pointed it out to him, "That pure black one."

"Alright." What a special aesthetic. This fish is black and ugly, its head is swollen, and its eyes are also swollen, what is there to look at? He He Lingchuan casually took two grains of rice from the peddler and threw them into the jar. When the group of fish floated to the surface, he scooped again.

This time it was placed vertically, the wooden ring cut the water vertically, avoiding the force on the paper scoop.

His wrist turned and vibrated, and the lion-headed dragon-eyed one Sun Sun Fuling wanted was vibrated and flew out again.

Along with it, there was another white fish that was grabbing food together.

It counts as one scoop and one free.

The children on the side were staring, how could this person's hands be so dexterous? He He Lingchuan scooped smoothly, and paid another five copper coins. Sun Sun Fuling pointed where he scooped, and he never missed.

Sun Sun Fuling observed his movements and clapped happily.

In just a few dozen seconds, the water can was filled with nine trophies, each with different colors and postures.

There were many pedestrians at the entrance of the market, and they stopped to watch. The peddler was also smart, and seeing many people watching, he began to solicit customers, shouting again: "Look, look, someone can scoop it up! Is it a problem with my scoop?"

A little girl looked expectant, blinking her watery eyes and begging He He Lingchuan: "Big brother, can you help me scoop?"

The peddler kept a straight face: "No, no, no substitute scooping!"

This kid spent ten copper coins to scoop away nine goldfish, and specifically picked the good-looking ones; he had already lost a lot!

He He Lingchuan asked his female companion: "Enough?"

Sun Sun Fuling looked at the can and smiled: "Enough for now, I'll come again in a few days."

The peddler breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you want fish food? I have special fish food here. The fish will be beautiful and lively after eating it, much better than feeding with rice grains. Putting rice grains is also easy to spoil the water!"

The fish here were indeed more beautiful than others, so He He Lingchuan had no objection: "Give me a portion."

The peddler stood up and turned to get him an oil paper bag.

He He Lingchuan realized that this was a lame person, walking with a limp. It was really hard for him to carry water buckets to the market.

The little girl who just asked He He Lingchuan to scoop fish pointed to his ankle and asked: "What happened to your leg?"

The peddler's face turned black: "Blindly asking questions, it was broken by someone!"

The little girl shrank her neck and didn't dare to make a sound. Her mother glared and scolded: "You black-hearted cripple, still scaring my daughter!"

"I broke my leg in Other Rongshan, so what?" The peddler put away the copper coins handed by He He Lingchuan, and then patted the jar lid with a "slap," "If it weren't for fighting with those dog-shit things in Xiji that hurt my leg, I would be eating and drinking well now, do I still need to fight with you fat woman in the market?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the woman's arrogance seemed to be weakened by three points, and she scolded a few more words before taking her daughter away.

He He Lingchuan and Sun Sun Fuling slipped away after paying, staying away from the market's spitting battle.

But he still heard a few sentences from the argument behind: "Is Other Rongshan a famous place? It doesn't seem to be on the Panlong Wasteland, right?"

Sun Sun Fuling's smile faded: "It's within the territory of the Xiji Kingdom."

"Is that the country east of the Panlong Wasteland?" The Panlong Wasteland is an enclave. He remembered there were several small countries further east, Xiji was one of them, and then it reached the territory of the Western Luo Kingdom.

"Xiji was originally the territory of Western Luo. More than ten years ago, the Huyan family took advantage of the turmoil in the mother country to seize the territory and declare themselves king." She shook her head, "Those few countries all appeared this way."

"The locals in Xiji were originally xenophobic. After the founding of the country, many residents from central Western Luo and the Panlong Wasteland remained in Xiji and could not leave, and as a result, they were exploited and made things difficult for by the locals." Sun Sun Fuling sighed, "Four years ago, the Other Rongshan riot occurred. The Xiji people rushed into the guard posts built by our country's residents, smashing, burning, killing, and looting women and children, with more than two thousand casualties. When the news reached Panlongcheng, everyone was indignant, especially since Other Rongshan is actually not far from the Panlong Wasteland, and among the victims were relatives and friends of the city's people."

"So arrogant, it's bullying the mother country for being weak." No wonder the fat woman didn't make a sound when this was mentioned; this matter is actually a thorn in everyone's heart.

"Panlongcheng has negotiated many times, hoping to bring back some of the wasteland residents, but was flatly refused by Xiji."

"Xiji often makes trouble at the border, and relies on the fact that it is the only way for us to go to the southeast, unreasonably intimidating and blackmailing our merchants."

Sun Sun Fuling looked at his expression sideways, "Are you wondering why Panlongcheng doesn't teach Xiji a lesson?"

He He Lingchuan didn't avoid it: "Uh-huh, I have this idea. But thinking back, doesn't it have someone behind it?" If there was no backer, would a small country bordering the Panlong Wasteland dare to jump so high and make so much trouble?

"The voice for punishing Xiji has been getting higher and higher over the years, but Panlongcheng itself has its own difficulties." Sun Sun Fuling said slowly, "Xiji has always been on good terms with Baling, and a few years ago it welcomed envoys from the northern demon kingdom and received a lot of praise, which was really a bit carried away. But every time it harasses the border, it chooses when we are fighting with Baling or Xianyou, and we can't take care of it. As for the things stirred up at the border, they are neither big nor small, not as excessive as the Other Rongshan riot."

After all, Other Rongshan is within Xiji, and people can handle it however they want. On the Panlong Wasteland, it's a different story.

"Isn't that a toad on the instep?"

Sun Sun Fuling was stunned, imagining the scene, and couldn't help but shiver: "Yes!"

He He Lingchuan also understood her other deep meaning: in fact, Panlongcheng itself is having a hard time. Over the past ten years, Zhong Zhong Shengguang's entire focus has been on how to hold the Panlong Wasteland, and four years ago, during the internal migration, the Western Luo Kingdom took back the 40,000 elite troops of Panlongcheng to the interior, and Panlongcheng's own strength was greatly reduced.

For the past four years, Panlongcheng has been seizing the time to recuperate, and really has no energy to meddle in other people's business.

If you want to uphold justice, you have to see if your own fists are hard enough.

Crisis-ridden is always the main theme of this land.

"One day." He He Lingchuan shrugged.

Sun Sun Fuling nodded: "Like this, not knowing awe, one day, Xiji will be in big trouble."

The two put this topic aside, bought some hot food, and found a donkey cart to go home.

He He Lingchuan wanted to carry the fish can to Sun Sun Fuling's house, but she insisted on pouring the fish into He He Lingchuan's water tank: "Your tank is idle anyway, raising fish is better than raising mosquitoes."

The ceramic tank in his small courtyard occupied too much area, and usually only collected rainwater, which was a waste.

"I don't stay at home often when performing missions, I'm afraid of starving the fish to death." In fact, he found that the time he entered and exited the dream was very erratic, sometimes with intervals of many days.

Sun Sun Fuling smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of, you have me."

Her? He He Lingchuan thought to himself that her whereabouts were even more erratic than his own. These fish would have no next meal after this one, and they would probably be finished soon.

However, seeing her leaning on the edge of the tank with great interest, feeding the goldfish, He He Lingchuan didn't dare to reveal it. At worst, he would go to the market in a few days to change a batch of goldfish for her.

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The next morning, He He Lingchuan first went for a stroll around Fufeng City.

The inn chosen by the Shi family's second master was close to the cargo market, and it was very lively as soon as he went out. They arrived in Fufeng City in the middle of the night, and He He Lingchuan only saw the prosperity of the Between Beijia capital this morning.

The streets in the main city area could actually be described as spotless, with special demons cleaning them twice a day. Whether it was main streets or avenues, they were paved with large blue stones, while small streets and alleys used long stones or black stone slabs. Despite the traffic every day, they were all very flat, obviously maintained quite diligently.

Of course, the slums were another sight. Fufeng City didn't mind being discovered.

He He Lingchuan often watched his father govern, and sometimes He He Chunhua and He Yue would discuss government affairs at home. He knew that streets and road surfaces could reflect the governance and financial level of a city.

Fufeng City is generally not short of money.

Of course, this might also have to do with the approaching birthday of the Baoshu King, the entire city needing to update its interface and show a new atmosphere.

He followed the Shi family caravan's carriage and walked out. The market was prosperous everywhere, and goods from north and south were complete. Some cities separate business and residence, but Fufeng City doesn't have so many rules. Shops selling goods in front and living in buildings behind are everywhere. He He Lingchuan could always see a family sitting in the shop, people coming to sell goods, people leaving to eat.

Unlike other places, Fufeng City is full of trees. Two or three hundred-year-old ancient trees grow casually on the roadside, and their chest circumference requires two or three people to embrace.

Flowers of all kinds bloom shyly over the walls, bursting with red, yellow, white, and purple.

May wind comes, green trees and fragrant flowers.

This is the first time He He Lingchuan has seen such a clean and beautiful city; even Shi Shi Huan is far inferior to it.

Walking on the tree-lined path, it is endless comfort.

Seven or eight artificial lakes are distributed in the four directions of the city, connected by internal rivers, and finally connected to the rivers outside the city. However, He He Lingchuan rarely saw small river ditches and small water channels, so he was curious about how the people used water.

Being muddled in the past, he only thought it was fun; now, after a popular science lesson from the Soul-Absorbing Mirror, he suddenly felt the Great Fang Hu was truly awesome, as if even the laws could be distorted.

After asking, he learned that most of the water channels in Fufeng City are underground channels, and the covers on them are seamless, saving the trouble of pollutants falling into open-air ditches.

(End of chapter)