Chapter 2295 - 1913: Ice Without Heat_2

Chapter 2295: Chapter 1913: Ice Without Heat_2

Lun Jing: "..."

This person is a renowned fortune-teller! This state, speaking gently like a doctor saying, "Eat whatever you want," what’s the difference?

Her good mood from searching travel guides instantly vanished, and she felt panic-stricken. She hurriedly sent a message to Wu Lan:

[Just now, two Daoist Masters stood before me for quite a while, looking very solemn, as if they had something to say but didn’t. What do you think this means?]

Oh my, last time when the Daoist said they couldn’t have kids, it wasn’t this painful. This must be something big!

Wu Lan was surprised too!

She gritted her teeth and replied: [No worries, if the Daoist doesn’t want to say, we shouldn’t push them. But I asked, and the Daoist does drink alcohol. Tonight, I’ll bring a bottle out, let’s all have a drink together.]

Oh, Daoist, you’ve eaten, how about a little drink? Once that’s done, surely there’s nothing more you can’t bear to say, right?

...

Master and disciple, each holding milk tea and a cellphone, sat face to face in the living room, both engrossed in browsing weight loss secrets—

For example, with such a developed internet, is there no smart person who could share a method to "Lose 10 pounds quickly without dieting or exercising"?

As they browsed the various theories, they slurped on the roasted barley grains in their milk tea, finding them more fragrant with each chew.

Hmm, maybe they should add more sugar tomorrow, pure milk sweetness felt a bit bland.

Just as they were pondering this, Daoist Wuwei looked up and saw through the curtain of rain two cars parked at the door, and two big fellows got off without even using umbrellas.

"Master." He quickly whispered.

Master and disciple, in unison, pushed their milk teas onto the small table in the corner, then reached for nearby magazines to flip through.

Clearly, the reason a master is a master lies in the attention to details!

The two roughly dressed men scanned the hall and glanced at the garden outside. Seeing two Daoist Masters in robes sitting in the living room, they were a bit surprised.

But in the end, their own business was more important, so they asked, "Booking a room here, and you get the best worms, right?"

Lun Jing was taken aback and instinctively replied, "Yes."

She was puzzled, hadn’t Zhang Yanping organized a bunch of people to book rooms for fishing? How come five or six people were now here to book rooms too?

Oh dear, this made Lun Jing feel rather embarrassed.

The two young fellows weren’t having it easy; she still owed them money. And they were introducing customers for her business out of familial friendship—she must mention this to him.

With this in mind, she picked up a takeaway box, preparing it.

The bunch of Fishermen were easy to please. Once their room booking information was entered, they weren’t even in a hurry to get their room cards, heading straight out to fish.

When they came back at night—no, to be precise, with their obsession, they might not even come back at night unless there was heavy rain!

Spending money on a room, the purpose wasn’t in the wine at all.

Seeing Lun Jing prepare the takeaway box, they asked, "Boss, where do you keep the worms?"

These weren’t specially raised!

Besides Yunyun who relies on this for income, who else would specially raise worms?

Lun Jing pointed behind the guesthouse, "Do you want to pick them yourself? There’s a row of red bricks behind the house, you can just lift them to find some."

These things are very easy to find, especially in the rain, no shovel needed to dig around.

The traveling Fishermen fell silent.

He felt this wasn’t what he imagined—Something that’s been talked about among enthusiasts, shouldn’t it have a dedicated cultivation area?

Underneath the red bricks behind the house, isn’t that too simple?

So he asked again, "Is this bait really the kind that catches fish, really good bait?"

Everyone would ask this, and Lun Jing nodded out of habit: "Yes, guaranteed. If the bait doesn’t catch fish, feel free to come for a refund on the room fee."

After a pause, she added, "If it bites but then escapes, that’s not our fault, huh."

As for being mistaken for second-rate ones—

The worms behind her house, she doesn’t know how they grew, it seemed like Tantan picked some new variety, the red worms’ color looked a bit different from ordinary ones, making them easy to identify.

Upon hearing this, the Fisherman indeed felt more confident, taking the takeaway box from her hand: "I’ll pick them myself."

He’s particular about fishing; the size and thickness of live bait need to be just right.

After he left, the other person, while entering his information, also asked Lun Jing for a takeaway box, but didn’t leave immediately upon getting it, instead quietly asking:

"Boss, do you have any special groundbait tools here?"