booktalesy Chapter 82 is about to awaken
Chapter 82 is about to awaken
Chapter 82 is about to awaken
Deng Shen looked at the several prime fishing spots that had already been taken, and then at the private cars that were driving into the yard one after another.
His expression shifted from excitement to astonishment, and finally to a long sigh.
"Brother Song, that's not fair of you," Deng complained half-jokingly. "Business is so good, and you didn't even give me a heads-up. I came all this way, and there isn't even a prime spot for fishing."
"This is hardly a business," Song You said, shrugging with a sincere expression. "Just enough to pay the utilities and make a living."
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Deng Shen glanced at him sideways, giving him a look that said, "Keep making this up."
With this kind of foot traffic, you call that making a living?
However, he didn't say anything more, since it was his own fault for not making an appointment in advance, and he couldn't blame anyone else.
As a top streamer with over three million followers, he certainly has that kind of perspective.
"Alright, alright, it's my fault. I should have told you before we left." Deng Shen waved his hand, shouldered his precious fishing gear, and said, "I'll find a spot myself. I refuse to believe that with my special bait, I can't catch fish for you anywhere!"
He circled the reservoir once, and finally settled down in a relatively quiet corner. He skillfully prepared the bait, set up his equipment, and made sure he was in the right position.
Having lost face in the Fish King Competition at Yunmengze, we're going to get our revenge here today.
Song You ignored him and turned back to the kitchen.
Around noon, the little wild boar led the group back to the yard at a leisurely pace.
Wen Qingyan held Wen Yaya in her arms. Her face was still a little pale, but her eyes were much clearer than when she arrived. She looked less tense and more relaxed.
"Senior, I'm back." Su Yunxi brought the piglet back to its mother and ran back.
Song You poked his head out from the kitchen, glanced at her, and then looked at Wen Qingyan.
What would you like to eat for lunch?
"A light diet is fine," Wen Qingyan replied.
"it is good."
Song You turned around and went back to the kitchen, where he scooped a lively crucian carp out of the water tank.
He didn't immediately use the knife, but instead gently placed his hand over the fish.
[Sacred Art] activated.
The restless crucian carp instantly quieted down and fell into a deep sleep.
The thin blade sliced through, drawing blood and scraping scales—the movements were executed in one fluid motion.
In the vegetable basket next to it, there was a cucumber that had just been picked that morning, its bright green skin still covered with tiny prickles.
Song You picked up the cucumber, and his ability to analyze the texture of ingredients allowed him to instantly see through the fiber direction and water distribution inside the cucumber.
The cleaver fell, and a series of rapid thuds were heard as the cucumber was sliced into even, thin strips, each one the same thickness.
The stove fire was lit.
The Heart of the Hearth allows him to clearly perceive every flicker of the flame.
He didn't use complicated seasonings, just the simplest ginger shreds and scallion segments, and put the prepared crucian carp into the steamer.
The timing and method of cooking are entirely up to him.
Soon, a steamed crucian carp, a cold cucumber salad, and a bowl of white rice were served on the stone table in the courtyard.
The fish meat is as white as snow and has a tender texture. It is seasoned with only the simplest salt to bring out its ultimate sweetness.
The cucumber shreds are crisp and refreshing, with a natural plant fragrance.
Wen Qingyan ate very slowly and quietly.
She ate in small bites, but her slightly relaxed brows and vacant eyes showed that she was enjoying the moment.
"How much does it cost to stay here?" Wen Qingyan asked suddenly, putting down her chopsticks.
"There are also guest rooms in the back building. Single rooms are 180 yuan per night, and double rooms are 260 yuan per night, each with a private bathroom," Song You replied professionally.
"I'd like to stay here for the night," Wen Qingyan said, adjusting her glasses. "Is that alright?"
"Of course, you're welcome." Song You nodded. "Cash or QR code?"
Just as Wen Qingyan was about to take out her phone, Wen Yaya, who had been very well-behaved in her arms, suddenly fluttered and jumped off her lap.
It stretched its neck, cackled twice, and took two short, waddling steps as it ran out of the yard.
Not far away, a large flock of ducks raised by Grandpa Wang in the village were marching past in a line, looking very proud and smug.
Wen Yaya's target seems to be that group of ducks.
"Keep an eye on your ducks," Song You's voice rang out at the opportune moment.
"Most of the animals kept by the old men in the village are male. Don't come back to find that you've gone from one to two."
Wen Qingyan's body stiffened, and an unnatural paleness instantly appeared on her cheeks.
She immediately got up, chased after him in a few steps, and hurriedly caught the duckling that was trying to elope, holding it tightly in her arms and daring not to let go.
After settling his guests in, Song You returned to his room.
He carefully took out the pot of Rila Bodhi seeds.
The seedlings' leaves were still wilted, but they had shown some signs of life compared to when they first arrived.
There are less than ten days left in the countdown.
Song You took out a Red Dragon Nest Fruit from his pocket. Instead of eating it himself, he pinched a small opening with his fingernail and carefully dripped the bright red juice, which contained a powerful vitality, onto the roots of the seedling.
At the same time, he mobilized the natural power within his body that had just recovered and slowly injected it into the body.
One drop, two drops...
As the juice and the power of nature seeped in, a barely perceptible touch of green seemed to appear on the edge of that withered yellow leaf.
The countdown in the Druid's Diary slowly ticked from 240 hours to finally stop at 312 hours.
Thirteen days.
Life extended successfully.
Song You breathed a sigh of relief, then took out his phone and opened the chat window for the overseas purchasing agent.
[Latin American fugitive prince: Bro, I understand the requirements, but your job is a bit strange. Bringing soil from the Amazon rainforest? Customs checks are strict; it might not get through.]
【A farm stay experience: extra cost.】
The Latin American runaway prince:
..
A few minutes later, the other party replied.
[Latin American fugitive prince: Okay, for your straightforwardness, I'll take the job. I'll cover the customs inspection! But if you need it expedited, it won't be cheap.]
【Come experience a farm stay: I'll send you the address, and we'll use the fastest international shipping. Money is no object.】
[The Latin American runaway prince: Alright! Just you wait and see!]
Having settled this matter, Song You felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders; the money that needed to be spent still had to be spent.
He popped the remaining few red dragon nest fruits into his mouth, and the sweet and sour juice burst in his mouth.
A warm current, warmer than ever before, slid down my throat and quickly spread throughout my body.
This time, the warm current did not simply repair fatigue and enhance physical strength as usual.
Song You felt that his bones, muscles, and even every cell were humming with longing under the wash of this warm current.
A surge of heat rose suddenly from the deepest part of my body.
The muscles all over his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and his bones made a series of fine, popping sounds, like popping beans.
That's not pain, but the restlessness before breaking free from the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.
Song You's breathing became heavy, and he could clearly feel that his body was undergoing an unprecedented and earth-shattering change.
He looked down at his hands; the veins under his skin were slightly bulging, and the blood was flowing faster, like a rushing river.
That power was no longer simply stored within his body, but was evenly integrated into his flesh and blood, reshaping his foundation.
Song You's heart skipped a beat.
He felt that something entirely new was awakening within his body.