Apocalypse overlord Yang Baiyi, while leading a team to clear out zombies, perished along with the zombie king.
When she awoke again, she found herself in a mourning hall, surrounded by relat...
"In fact, what the leaders said makes sense. If we fish all year round, the fish in the reservoir won't have time to grow up and spawn, and eventually all the fish will be caught.
Although it is a bit difficult now, we can still make it through. No matter how bad the situation is now, it is much better than during the war.
The propaganda team said that we can’t exhaust all the fish in the pond and leave food for future generations.”
The Chinese people are definitely the best people in the world. As long as they have food to eat, they can live and reproduce in peace.
Throughout the dynasties, whenever the people rebelled, it was because they could no longer survive.
Unlike in other countries, where people hold protests at every turn, the people in Gaul drove tractors to the capital to surround the presidential palace and drove sewage trucks to spray at the presidential palace.
The reason is that they are working with the Eagle Sauce, using money to support others in wars, and providing less welfare to the people.
After listening to Zhang Yongxian's explanation, Lin Wanru stopped talking, as if she was thinking about something.
Indeed, the Hailin Reservoir is neither small nor large. If you fish without restraint, the fish will eventually run out.
There are not many fields around the reservoir. If all the fish are caught, how will future generations survive?
The two families ate and talked, and actually finished all the fish including the pickles.
"Uncle Zhang, here are four dollars. Keep them."
Yang Baiyi burped and took out four dollars from his pocket and put them on the table.
"Comrade, you gave too much. Eight catties of fish cost two yuan and forty cents, and with the garfish, it's only three yuan and forty cents.
We ate it too. We agreed to give you half. Just give me one dollar and seventy cents."