Yang Zheng stood beside the pond filled with small fish and habitually lit a cigarette.

Looking at the upturned beak swimming in the water, he felt a little worried.

Now he faces a very tricky problem: how to get these clammy beetles out alive?

After taking them out, you also need to ensure that they can be cared for for a period of time.

Because the vitality of the upturned beak is really too fragile.

To keep them alive, they must be oxygenated 24 hours a day or placed in running water.

Otherwise, they will die very quickly.

Although the fact that the tadpole had just died wouldn't affect its exorbitant price, Yang Zheng still had to consider it carefully.

What if these top-quality pebbles can't all be sold quickly?

Given the scorching heat of Linjiang City, wouldn't the rest just stink?

Once the twenty-odd cicadas grow up, they will weigh at least several hundred pounds, which is too much for the small double-door refrigerator in his rented room to hold.

If they don't sell, they'll all rot, and the only option is to open the interdimensional portal and dump them into the smaller world.

After all, no matter how expensive the river delicacies are, once they spoil, nobody wants them.

Although he brought a bucket with him when he came in today, which could hold some water, he put all twenty-six miniature upturned peas into it.

But he couldn't guarantee that during the roughly half-hour walk from here to the hillside teleportation portal, there wouldn't be any delicate upturned beaks dying from lack of oxygen.

Ugh, those upturned lips are expensive, but they're so hard to please.

Each one is worth several thousand yuan; he wouldn't dare to do anything reckless.

"Hey, I've got it!"

Suddenly, Yang Zheng remembered his fishing gear.

Inside the bed in his rented room, there was a large amount of equipment, including a portable tank for holding fish.

There's a miniature, rechargeable aerator inside the water tank. If he just goes back and brings the water tank in, he can take all these cichlids out alive.

This method is foolproof and much more reliable than him carrying it out in a bucket.

Just do it if you think of it, it's still early anyway.

Soon, Yang Zheng carried the bucket of fish back as fast as he could.

Less than forty minutes later.

He took the water tank and returned, coming to the water pit once more.

The water tank was filled with about half a tank of clean water, and then the mini aerator installed on it was turned on.

As bubbles began to rise from the bottom of the box, Yang Zheng picked up the net and began to catch the mandarin fish inside.

There's only this small puddle.

The twenty-six silvery-white upturned fish were quickly scooped up and carefully placed inside the water tank.

After doing all this, he closed the lid of the box, then carried the box containing the upturned beaks on his back and strode back...

………………

Suddenly everything went black.

My mind went blank for a brief moment.

When Yang Zheng opened his eyes again, he was already back in his rented room, carrying the water tank on his back.

It has to be said that renting a place in real life is just too hot; it's practically like a sauna that makes you sweat buckets.

I checked the time; it was 4:13 PM. Six hours later, it would be past 10 PM.

We must do everything we can to keep them alive.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng opened the water tank lid and found that all twenty-six silvery-white upturned fish were very active, and none of them showed any signs of lack of oxygen.

It seems that the aerator inside the water tank is playing a significant role.

However, he dared not be careless.

The temperature inside the rented room is so high now that we have to put the water tank under the tap and continuously fill it with cool, fresh water to change the water.

Otherwise, if the water temperature rises slowly, I'm afraid these otherworldly beaks won't be able to adapt.

There was also a bucket inside the bathroom.

It contained two blackfish and a turtle.

These two things are very resilient and can survive for a long time even without water, so there's no need to worry about them.

In addition, there were three grass carp that had already died.

Yang Zheng put them all in the basin and let them grow as they pleased.

He looked down at the jujubes in the water tank again, and liked them more and more.

Each one is over ten centimeters long, silvery-white and flat, and looks absolutely stunning.

Six hours later, they returned to their normal size on Earth.

Each one is estimated to be over 1.4 meters long.

Such a long wild bigmouth beetle must weigh at least 20 pounds.

Based on the lowest price of 150 yuan per kilogram, one jujube can sell for at least 3,000 yuan. 26 jujubes multiplied by 3,000 yuan would be about 80,000 yuan.

You wouldn't believe it until you did the math, and the results were shocking.

As a result, Yang Zheng became even more impatient.

No, no, I have to contact the buyers right away and sell them as soon as they get bigger.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out his phone, opened the Linjiang Fishing Group, and found one of the group's administrators—Brother Feng.

Feng Ge rarely posts in the group; he's best at catching mandarin fish.

I had taken Yang Zheng out to play a few times before.

I heard from some big shots in the group that Brother Feng often secretly takes a few people to the Dawang Temple in Linjiang to use loach to catch fish. Each time he buys loach, he buys dozens of kilograms at a time.

Then, a group of people reportedly caught hundreds of kilograms of mandarin fish and redtail fish in a single day.

They make money from this; all the mandarin fish and redtail catfish they catch are bought back at high prices.

Therefore, Yang Zheng wanted to find out that person's contact information through Brother Feng.

He quickly sent a message to Brother Feng.

I waited for a long time, but there was no reply.

He's probably busy, or maybe he's fishing.

With that in mind, he made a phone call.

The phone rang for a long time before I answered it.

"Hey, Brother Feng."

On the other end of the phone, the sound of an excavator could be heard, and soon, Feng's rough voice came through the receiver.

"Xiao Yang, I'm at work, what's up?"

Yang Zheng didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "I have a few people here who have gotten some 'fish-mouthed' fish! I'd like to ask Brother Feng if he has any reliable contact information for fish-mouthed fish, and what the usual price is?"

Brother Feng coughed twice and casually said, "Why don't you just sell them directly to restaurants and farms? They're all eager to buy them, and the prices aren't low."

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "There are too many mandarin fish. I'm worried that they won't be able to finish them all. Besides, it's so hot. If they keep running around, the fish might go bad. Wouldn't that be a huge loss? I just want to sell them all at once to save myself the trouble!"

"I see..."

Feng readily agreed, "Okay, I'll send you a number later. Then you can call him and say that Liu Feng introduced you."

Oh, by the way, just so you know, he only accepts mandarin fish weighing over two pounds; he doesn't accept smaller ones. If they're alive and undamaged, he'll accept them regardless of size, and the price will be higher…”

Not long after hanging up the phone, Liu Feng sent over the person's contact information.

The fishmonger's surname was Lu, and his name was Lu Jiacheng.

Yang Zheng originally wanted to call him now, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt it was inappropriate.

His upturned lips won't get bigger until after 10 p.m., and it's only 5 p.m. now, so there are still more than five hours until 10 p.m.

More importantly, once the twenty-six jujubes in the water tank grow larger, they are estimated to weigh four or five hundred pounds in total. How is he going to carry them downstairs?

Once the tadpoles get bigger, they definitely won't survive in a rented room; you'll need to find a larger, more active habitat.

After much thought, Yang Zheng decided to wait until dark, then take the largest fish basket and some fishing gear to the riverbank to wait.

In that case, as soon as the fish basket is in the water, you can put twenty-six mini mandarin fish in it a few minutes in advance and let them grow inside.

Moreover, the fish basket is large enough to hold a mere few dozen bigmouth bass, although it is a bit crowded.

But at least these beaks won't die from lack of oxygen in a short time.