The female protagonist, Lin Ziyan, was an aquaculture PhD and a double major in ship design in her past life. She was reborn into the body of a girl from a small fishing village in Fuzhou.
Ju...
Lin Ziyan rested her chin on her hand, seemingly listening attentively, but her thoughts had already drifted far away.
She grew up with her grandparents and played games like climbing trees to raid bird nests, roasting sweet potatoes, and making bamboo rice.
She used to love going to the bamboo forest to collect bamboo husks, and occasionally she could even find eggs.
For her, it was an adventure.
She even encountered a snake once, which scared her so much that she lost one of her sandals while running away.
Grandma eventually went to the bamboo forest to find it.
"Ayan, what are you thinking about?" Lu Qiuying nudged her arm.
Lin Ziyan turned around and laughed, "It reminds me of when I was chased by a snake."
The chubby girl pointed to her wrist, "There's still a mark here, covered by the red string."
Lin Ziyan looked down at her wrist and was surprised to find that the original owner had been bitten by a snake, with clear marks still visible on it.
"Ayan, where's your red string?" the chubby girl asked suspiciously.
"I don't know where it fell, I didn't even have time to braid one," Lin Ziyan said with a smile.
She gently touched the mark with her fingertip, but had no memory of it.
Lu Qiuying leaned closer to examine the mark. "It's so deep. It's terrifying to even think about."
"I'm afraid of mice and snakes..."
Yang Yanzhou glanced at her, his lips twitching. Who was it that scared the mouse when they were kids?
Afraid of mice?
He's the one who's afraid of mice, okay?
“He’s afraid of cockroaches.” Lu Qiuying raised her chin and looked at Yang Yanzhou.
"Who...who's afraid of cockroaches? That was when I was a kid," he immediately retorted.
There's one at your feet...
"ah!"
As soon as Lu Qiuying finished speaking, Yang Yanzhou jumped up and screamed repeatedly.
Lin Ziyan, "..."
She could tell they were leaves, okay? They just looked a bit like leaves.
Lu Yun Shen looked speechlessly at his sister and childhood friend. It seemed the two of them couldn't let go of the jokes they'd made since they were little.
Xiao Jin stood in front of Lu Qiuying, preventing Yang Yanzhou from getting close.
"Lu Qiuying, you...you lied to me again!" Yang Yanzhou was so angry that he threw sand.
The chubby girl was laughing so hard she was clutching her stomach and leaning on Lin Ziyan's shoulder.
She was so angry when she first met Yang Yanzhou that she jumped up and down. Before, he had always been aloof and a noble young master.
"I misread it, is that not allowed?" Lu Qiuying continued confidently.
Xiao Jin shook her head helplessly. They were still the same as when they were children, acting recklessly when they started making a fuss.
But now we're not in a Beijing compound, we're on an island.
"Open the bamboo tube rice." Lu Yunshen said calmly, then handed the disposable bowl and chopsticks to Yang Yanzhou.
The sound of the waves continued, and the flickering campfire illuminated everyone's expressions.
The aroma of rice tantalizes everyone's taste buds, and the fragrance of cured meat makes it even more mouthwatering.
Lin Ziyan took a bite and praised, "Delicious."
The chubby girl chimed in, savoring the food with a look of pure enjoyment.
After they finished eating the bamboo rice, the fish was also grilled.
The group packed their things and boarded the cargo ship.
The ship did not stop here tonight, but continued its journey, making a loop back to the port.
Lin Ziyan and Lu Yunshen were in the cockpit, discussing the parts that needed to be modified.
"The two of them are actually discussing in German..." Xiao Jin leaned to the side, looking at them in surprise.
Yang Yanzhou was used to this and gave a light hum, "I'm going back to my cabin to rest first."
Xiao Jin glanced at them suspiciously, then followed Yang Yanzhou away.
Tonight, the two of them will stay in the cockpit, with Lu Yun Shen steering the ship.
The pilot has gone back to his cabin to rest.
"The parts you need have been received. When can we start the modification?" Lu Yunshen asked.
After looking at the controls in the driver's seat, Lin Ziyan slowly said, "Anytime is fine."
"However, is your factory far from the fishing village?"
"If it's too far, I might only be able to go two or three times a week."
She considered that the seafood market had just opened, and she couldn't immediately give up on the fish farm.
Lin Ziyan also has to go to the He family's house for classes every day, so her time is very tight.
"Not far, near the port." Lu Yunshen handed her a bottle of water.
He steered the boat in one direction while glancing at his watch.
Lin Ziyan unscrewed the water bottle, paused for a second, not expecting him to be so thoughtful as to open the bottle cap first.
“Then we can modify a portion each day. As for the construction period, that will depend on the engineer’s performance,” she replied.
Lin Ziyan wasn't sure if the engineers Lu Yunshen had found were novices or veterans. Based on her previous deductions with her mentor, a team of semi-experienced engineers could complete the modification in about two months.
Of course, there is a limit to the number of engineers.
Lu Yunshen pressed a button, and the ship stopped, floating on the sea.
He had planned to check on the cargo ships' condition at sea, and this was the perfect time.
Lu Yun Shen took out a red string from his pocket and put it on Lin Zi Yan's fair wrist.
Pull the rope ends on both sides to fix the position.
"Where did you find it?" Lin Ziyan asked him in surprise.
This red string was blessed at a temple by my great-grandmother; it shouldn't fall off easily.
Lu Yun Shen said, "It was under a tree. I thought it must have fallen from you, so I picked it up."
He traced the marks on his wrist with his fingertips, a fleeting glint of darkness in his eyes, before quickly letting go.
Before Lin Ziyan could even react, he moved away.
She simply tugged at the end of the red string and didn't ask any more questions.
She braided the red string; if you look closely, the braiding technique is indeed different.
…
The cargo ship docked at the port the next day.
Several cars were parked at the entrance of the seafood market, which is not far from the port.
Huo Qizhen happened to be at the shrimp farm to buy goods, and stopped by to take a look around.
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