Wang Quanwa chuckled: "How could I not know? I saw it on Zhou Bin's TV!"

A few people sat by the pond and chatted and laughed. After a while, Zhou Jianhai came over and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Zhou Bin has only built fish ponds on three of the ten acres of land he rented. The rest of the land is temporarily vacant, and he plans to expand the scale when conditions are ripe.

In a flash, a month passed and it was already May. The fish fry, crabs and shrimps in the pond had grown a lot.

Zhou Bin was very happy every time he came, as he felt that this was a preliminary achievement of his goal.

With the fish pond, he can supply Mr. Hou's needs steadily, and at the same time he can increase the amount of fish products and sell them to him, so that his income can be increased a little.

According to his estimate, when these crabs, shrimps and fish fry grow up, the monthly income will be at least 10,000 yuan, and the annual income will be 120,000 yuan.

Even after deducting the costs of feed, labor and other expenses, the annual income can still be around 100,000 yuan at least.

This is a stable income for him.

Just when Zhou Bin was immersed in the joy of initial success, one day Liu Junyi and Zhou Jianhai ran to his house with panic on their faces.

Zhou Bin was sitting under a tree in the yard taking a rest when he suddenly saw two people running in. He immediately asked, "Uncle Junyi, Uncle Jianhai, why are you here?"

Liu Junyi was anxious and excited, and shouted: "Zhou, Zhou Bin, it's bad, something big has happened!"

Zhou Jianhai also said in panic: "Yes, something terrible has happened!"

Zhou Bin stood up quickly and asked, "What happened?"