The chubby girl looked at her suspiciously, feeling that it was almost like she was being sold or given away for free.

They can manage to expand the scale on their own.

Now the ice-making workshop is entirely handed over to Aunt Huang and her family, and the two of them only need to go and check it occasionally.

"Ah Yan, what is your purpose in doing this?" the chubby girl asked, pursing her lips.

"Think about it, if your father's shrimp farm is successful, won't people from other villages who used to run shrimp farms come looking for them?"

"At that time, we will use the same method, and the income from a single shrimp seedling will be considerable."

Lin Ziyan analyzed the situation and then did some calculations for the chubby girl.

After hearing this, the chubby girl was so shocked that her mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg.

She never expected that this could be done. If Ah Yan's calculations were correct, then they would be rich?

"This is essentially selling technology in disguise," Lin Ziyan said earnestly, patting her shoulder.

The chubby girl swallowed hard. "Ayan, from now on I'll stick close to you, that way I'll get to eat meat."

Lin Ziyan, "..."

The third sister, Jiaojiao, who had just entered the backyard, ran up and hugged Lin Ziyan's leg.

"Sister, ...only I can hug you!" Jiaojiao had an expression that said, "Don't you dare take this from me."

This made the chubby girl burst out laughing, and then he teased her, "That's not necessarily true. Your future brother-in-law can still hug you."

Jiaojiao pursed her lips, looked up at Lin Ziyan with a complicated expression, as if waiting for her to say something.

Lin Ziyan's lips twitched slightly. What could she say? She couldn't lie to her third sister…

…

The following week,

Lin Ziyan and the chubby girl were running back and forth, and they were exhausted.

Fortunately, there is a bicycle, otherwise it would be even more tiring to rely on just two legs.

Meanwhile, Aunt Huang's eldest son was in charge of collecting shrimp feed, and he collected a lot, maintaining excellent quality control.

"No, I need to rest for a while!" The chubby girl returned to the Lin family's courtyard and sat down directly on the stone stool by the door.

Lin Ziyan went into the inner room, took two glasses and filled them with water. She added sugar and small ice cubes to one of the glasses.

"You know you're tired?"

"If you manage everything yourself, it will only be more tiring." Lin Ziyan handed her the water, shaking her head and laughing.

The chubby girl drank more than half a glass before she recovered. "You were so farsighted, otherwise we would have both collapsed from exhaustion."

She never imagined that managing it would be so exhausting.

"Ouch, that hurts so much..."

The sound seemed to be coming from the backyard. The two exchanged a glance and quickly walked inside.

There are still many shrimp larvae in the backyard. If something really happens, all their efforts over the past few days will be in vain.

"Ouch, I'm going to die..." the voice continued.

The two walked into the backyard and didn't see anyone, but they heard the voices coming from behind the wall.

"A mousetrap?" Lin Ziyan's brow twitched. Someone had climbed the wall and gotten caught in a mousetrap?

The chubby girl turned and ran out of the yard.

They all immediately thought of mousetraps; otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they were howling at the backyard wall?

When the two saw Wei Sheng lying on the ground, his face contorted in pain, they did not immediately go over to him.

The mousetrap caught his right hand, and blood kept oozing from his entire hand.

The serrated edges of the clamp dug deep into the flesh of his hand.

"You climbed the wall?" Lin Ziyan looked at Wei Sheng coldly.

Everyone in the village knew about their shrimp farm's last successful shrimp harvest.

She wasn't surprised that some people would be envious and want to cause trouble.

"I'll just take a look!" Wei Sheng gritted his teeth in pain, stubbornly defending himself.

The chubby girl, hands on her hips, said, "That means climbing the wall. What kind of mischief are you planning to do?"

"Wei Sheng, this isn't over!"

Lin Ziyan coldly watched his hand being pinched, which was now bruised and purple.

"Quickly help me remove the mousetrap, or I...I..." Wei Sheng trembled in pain, and finally could not speak properly.

The chubby girl spoke loudly, which quickly attracted the attention of the villagers.

What happened?

"Why didn't you go to the village clinic when your hand was bleeding?"

An elderly man named Lin glanced out the window, then came out of the house, leaning on his cane.

He was wearing a white jacket and dark blue trousers. His eyes were cloudy, but his gaze was sharp, like a knife, scrutinizing Wei Sheng on the ground.

Fatty said, "Uncle Lin, he climbed over Ayan's wall and got caught in a mousetrap."

Grandpa Lin's eyes darkened, but he still squatted down and helped Wei Sheng remove the mousetrap.

The wounds on his hands were shocking to behold.

Wei Sheng was in so much pain that he grimaced and his lips turned white.

"Go to the clinic for treatment first," Grandpa Lin said coldly.

Wei Sheng's eyes darted around, and he stood up and jogged away.

The chubby girl wanted to chase after her, but Lin Ziyan stopped her and shook her head.

"Don't worry, our clansmen will go to his house tonight to demand an explanation. Keep this mousetrap as evidence."

Grandpa Lin gave them a deep look, then turned and slowly went home.

Lin Ziyan pursed her lips. Was that look of admiration in her eyes just now?

She knew that the ancestral hall in the fishing village had many rules, so she stopped the fat girl from stopping people.

Now that Wei Sheng has injured his hand, the Wei family ancestral hall won't let it go easily.

"Let's go back first. This matter has both good and bad aspects." Lin Ziyan glanced thoughtfully at the wall.

In the afternoon, Lin Ziyan rode her bicycle to the distribution center.

She walked into the outer store and saw several shop owners picking up goods with baskets; her eyes flickered slightly.

Now she understands the benefits of Sister Fang opening her shop here.

It is convenient to pick up the goods unloaded at the port without attracting too much attention.

Moreover, Sister Fang must have already had regular customers.

"Sister Fang, I want this model." Lin Ziyan went straight to the back and took the Lego set from the top shelf.

The other bosses glanced at the model in her hand and silently looked away.

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