Chapter 2289 - 1910: Fisherman

Chapter 2289: Chapter 1910: Fisherman

Zhang Yanping launched an event and then officially visited Yunyun to discuss the worm business.

It’s no secret that someone in the village sells worm manure; if you’re interested and ask around, you’ll naturally find out.

What Zhang Yanping thinks is, fishermen come and go making small scattered sales, Yunyun’s house can make money, but it might not be much.

He might as well set a fixed price, ensure a regular expenditure each month, and monopolize the worm business.

Though it can’t be completely monopolized, there are those who refuse to spend money and just use a small shovel to dig up a few in front of their own houses.

But, what business is perfectly smooth? He handled things upfront, the rest depends on everyone’s actual experience.

Yunyun had heard him mention this before, how many people can that homestay accommodate? Catching ten worms for each room is easy enough from the field, so why the need for a formal discussion?

At this moment, she smiled and said—

Alright, when facing Zhang Yanping, the smile was a bit forced.

But she spoke sincerely:

"Aren’t you mocking me? If it weren’t for the favor from Boss Song’s family, how would I have been able to hire so many experts to teach us the worm manure business hands-on?"

Don’t even mention money, it’s downright embarrassing.

"Just say how many you need, I’ll have them packed up for you right away."

After a pause, she even added considerately: "I’ll make sure to pick the little red worms for you."

But Zhang Yanping shook his head: "This fishing business occasionally needs to be kicked off, with thirty or fifty people coming to get worms every day. If we don’t set a procedure, won’t it delay your family’s business?"

If Yunyun’s heart wasn’t a bit nervous seeing that face, she would have laughed out loud.

The worms they’ve put in the greenhouse, thirty thousand to two or three hundred thousand per acre, even if Zhang Yanping’s homestay has fifty people using five hundred worms a day, that’s only fifteen thousand worms a month.

Sounds like a lot, right?

But the worms they raise lay eggs and produce young worms—it’s now a stable phase, and could practically double every month!

With so many worms, they have to control the quantity now, as there’s only so much labor force in the family. If they expand too much, quality might be compromised.

So, the one or two million Zhang Yanping wants, is honestly just raindrops, but can help control the population size—though not completely control due to being too small a quantity. But consuming a bit is something!

Therefore, no matter what Zhang Yanping said, Yunyun was eager to swear to heaven that these worms could be exclusively his, and he could take as many as he wanted!

Zhang Yanping: ...

Came out to discuss business, and ended up losing out—alright then!

He smiled and accepted the goodwill, and even felt his cousin’s influence might be more blessing if dipped in more often!

He went back and bragged to Yu Lan, who was overjoyed. Her family doing well and benefiting relatives was harmoniously ideal!

But she curiously asked: "Hasn’t the person arrived yet? Why bring back the worms now? Tomorrow will be time enough to get them."

It’s about to get dark.

Zhang Yanping chuckled wickedly—so sinister and menacing! Even Yu Lan dared not look directly!

Zhang Yanping: ...silently put away the smile.

But he answered with precision: "You really underestimated those fishermen! Even if it’s getting dark today, even during thunderstorms, they’ll come if they should!"

Looking at the time between posting the announcement to when registration opened, it’s been over an hour, he had to hurry back to the homestay.

Might as well assume someone’s already in the village by now!

...

He guessed right; by the time he sluggishly made his way back to the homestay carrying a small bucket, there were already two cars parked at the entrance.

Xin Jun was at the counter talking with two people, and upon seeing Zhang Yanping enter, the two fishermen who had come last year instinctively turned and said:

"Bro—oh oh oh sorry, wrong person, wrong person..."

They spoke in quieter voices.

Zhang Yanping: ...

He had sworn not to get emo over his appearance anymore! So why’s it still like this now? He wasn’t that different last summer compared to now, was he?

This world that judges by appearance is really enough.

Xin Jun could hardly suppress his laughter, and after a subdued cough: "Well, Yanping, you handle your thing, I’ll liaise over here."

"No need." Zhang Yanping, stubbornly, itched to handle it himself; it was nearly time for his shift at night, couldn’t have Xin Jun watch over for 24 hours, could he?

At that moment, he vigorously rubbed his face to ease his facial muscles, then smiled warmly:

"Are you here for the fishing group sign-up? Paying your way, or staying at the homestay?"

He used to be quite likable to elders with his chubby and friendly appearance. But the two across seemed a bit timid now.

Nonetheless, having come all this way, the fish were tasty, and it was a familiar place. The suddenly intimidating Zhang Yanping, upon closer inspection, was still fundamentally the diligent young man from last year...

Thus, the two exchanged a glance and mustered up the courage: "We’re locals, can we not stay at the homestay?"

"Sure!" Zhang Yanping was laid-back: the price was nearly the same, stay or no stay, he had to give a percentage to Song Tan regardless, so he nodded:

"If not staying, will you have dinner first before fishing, or head over now?"

The ones who rushed over were all impatient sorts, and they hesitated not at all: "We’ll head over now, can you send boxed dinners to our fishing spot later?"

"Sure."

Zhang Yanping finished registering their names as usual, reported briefly in the group, then grabbed the bucket—

"Come, pick your worms."

That small red plastic bucket was actually courtesy of Yun Yun’s House. Although it seemed roomy, fifty worms just barely covered the bottom even with added soil.

The familiar customers examined it, without complaint, only asking: "Are you sure the fish like these?"

"Guaranteed!" Zhang Yanping assured confidently: "I’ve tested it numerous times, these work as bait. But the fish are picky, they nibble here and there, often not taking the hook. So whether you catch them or not, depends on your skill."

Skill, indeed! Skill!

The two fishermen were brimming with confidence, feeling that this was truly a test of their ability!

Previously having empty catches was purely bad luck, now it was time to showcase their skills!

They harbored not the slightest disgrace, carefully picking out four worms each with their clippers, placing them in their bait boxes.

Then they waved a dismissal:

"Let’s go! Starting now—by the way, Boss, I’m afraid of heavy rain overnight, do you provide those big umbrellas?"

Like those big ones often seen with street-side tables.

Zhang Yanping nodded: "Yes, we have umbrellas, raincoats too, do you need stools?"

The two waved it off, evidently well-prepared fishing enthusiasts, and merely swiping on their phones:

"It’s likely just us two for now, could we get a boat to help us choose a fishing spot before it gets completely dark?"