Chapter 230: That Whole Area Is Just Gas Cylinders

The next morning.

"Ssshh."

Mo Yiqing stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing her sore chest from sleeping on it, one hand supporting her buttocks, and collapsed onto the sofa with a disgruntled groan:

"The maiden left home with big breasts and returned with her ass turned into a sunflower—Aqing, are the buns steamed yet? I'm starving!"

She had received injections and taken medicine at the hospital yesterday, stopping the diarrhea, but the physical injuries had no cure—doctors could only rely on Mo Yiqing's own healing ability.

"Should be almost done," Yu Xueqing replied from upstairs, holding a small jar of honey. "Why don't you rest at home today?"

"Running back and forth—I'm afraid you'll rub yourself raw."

"Rub raw? It's not hemorrhoids, just a bit swollen from going too hard." Though she was already groaning on the sofa, Mo Yiqing knew Aqing planned to continue livestreaming fishing in Changping Mountain today.

Compared to yesterday's near-death state, Mo Yiqing felt excellent—she could definitely fish.

Still, when they left, she might need to borrow some loose pants from Aqing.

"Mmm."

An Sheng yawned, stumbling out of the bedroom, half-asleep, heading toward the bathroom.

Mo Yiqing froze, surprised, and moved closer to watch how the little fox used the toilet.

But the fox, upon reaching the bathroom, casually kicked the door shut with its hind leg.

Mo Yiqing stood outside the door, listening to muffled whimpers inside, then the flush of the toilet.

Confused, Mo Yiqing turned and called up to the upper floor:

"Aqing, when you're home alone, do you not close the bathroom door? Your little fox now uses the toilet and even washes its paws at the sink."

"Huh?" Yu Xueqing upstairs looked utterly baffled.

I always close the door when I go.

………………

After breakfast, everyone got into the car and headed toward Changping Mountain.

Originally, today's plan was to go to the tea stall at the tea competition to help serve guests and merchants.

But yesterday's content went viral—the spectacle of giant fish in Changping Mountain's river skyrocketed on trending lists, fueled by comments and envy from fishermen elsewhere, and Aqing's Yinfu account surged past 130, 00 followers.

In a sense, Aqing's livestream content had already carved out a new niche.

No one had ever seen someone who could command the fish in the river to listen.

Or coil a king cobra like a rope.

Though old and past his prime, Yu Zhenghong had once livestreamed himself and understood the dynamics of livestream popularity and traffic. Now that a rare hotspot had appeared, he refused to let Aqing go to the tea stall—he insisted she keep livestreaming related content, expand and strengthen it.

Selling tea at the stall is selling.

Livestreaming to drive traffic to the shop is also selling tea—no difference at all, and you even earn tips.

The only thing Yu Zhenghong couldn't understand: with Aqing's livestream popularity and results, why hadn't any agency or official staff come to sign her?

Signing with an agency wouldn't just mean money—it would at least give her someone to handle her livestream editing.

That is, the so-called matrix accounts, flooding every platform with clips of Aqing's livestreams to drive traffic.

"Sister Zhiyu? Where are you going?"

When they arrived at Changping Mountain, it was exactly 8: 0—they happened to meet Chen Zhiyu preparing to leave.

Aqing leaned out the car window and asked Chen Zhiyu.

"Are you here to livestream? I'm going to feed the foxes at the foot of the mountain—want to come along?"

Chen Zhiyu smiled at Aqing, greeted her, then explained her plans.

"Feed foxes? You keep foxes too, Sister Zhiyu?" Aqing stared at Chen Zhiyu in surprise.

Hearing Yu Xueqing's words, Chen Zhiyu's smile faltered slightly, her tone tinged with oddness:

"They're foxes, yes—but not mine. All of them are boarded here by that rich woman, to be shipped off in one truck when the zoo opens."

"It's complicated to explain—come with me if you want to know. Calling it boarding is misleading—it's more like they're all here for dieting and weight loss."

"Weight loss?"

Aqing and Mo Yiqing both froze—it was the first time they'd heard of foxes needing to lose weight.

They followed Chen Zhiyu, who drove an old van to the back of Changping Village, stopping before a fenced forest. Aqing immediately understood why these foxes needed to lose weight.

Everywhere she looked stood row upon row of white gas cylinders, standing still in the sun.

One hundred and thirty-four white gas cylinders, upon seeing Chen Zhiyu, erupted in ecstatic whimpers.

"The King's back!"

"Hail the invincible King!"

"King, King, are you hurt? Shall little fox lick your wounds?"

Standing before the gate, Chen Zhiyu gazed at the foxes inside, wildly urinating and climbing trees to perch atop the white gas cylinders. Her expression turned solemn as she looked at Fu Li Lao Ye on Aqing's shoulder.

"It's like this—all these foxes became gas cylinders because they ate too well."

"The rich woman's task for me: slim them down to standard weight before the zoo opens."

Though called "standard weight,"

the standard was clearly based on Fu Li Lao Ye's physique and appearance.

If Fu Li Lao Ye ever wanted to escape, these white gas cylinders were his decoys.

Over a hundred here, two hundred more coming later—all dumped into the city, Fu Li Lao Ye slips inside, and the Golden Cicada Shell Strategy is complete—he vanishes in a flash.

Though it might never be used,

Lin Ying didn't care about the cost.

If it was ever used—even once—all prior investment was worth it.

"So many gas cylinders."

Aqing stared in stunned silence, instinctively pulling out her phone to photograph the scene.

Aqing looked at Xiao'an.

"Why are you looking at me? Didn't you hear? All those foxes are saying 'fly leaves'?"

"Though I'm no saint, I've never done anything illegal—maybe once I hitched a ride with Da Fei to Aodao on business, or played air guns with hunters in the mountains."

Seeing Aqing's pouting expression, An Sheng instantly understood her thought and shook his head vigorously.

Make friends…

I need to learn English too! All those things inside are saying "bro" this and "bro" that—who could possibly get along with them?

Go in?

You're not trying to sell me to a brothel, are you?

"Aside from their habit of urinating everywhere, these foxes have no other issues—they're very affectionate. Feel free to pet them."

After introducing them, Chen Zhiyu walked to a nearby brick-built bungalow, lit a commercial gas stove, and filled a large iron pot with tap water.

She went to the freezer, pulled out boxes of frozen rabbit meat and beef, then found bottles of vitamins on the shelf.

"Mmm?"

While Aqing and Mo Yiqing played with the wild Arctic foxes, An Sheng sneaked after Chen Zhiyu into the bungalow and tugged at her pant leg.

Seeing Fu Li Lao Ye approach, Chen Zhiyu immediately and Moqi ly handed him her phone.

An Sheng took the phone and typed:

【Sister Zhiyu, I have a great idea—let's start a business together.】

(End of Chapter)