Pan Yuan remembered this and picked up his phone to send a message to Lin Zhou to ask.
When Lin Zhou got home and turned on his phone, he saw the message and photos sent by Pan Yuan, and his eyes welled up with envy.
A whole refrigerator full of fish, and they're all big fish!
Considering that their acquaintance began with exchanging fish for hamburgers, Lin Zhou wasn't surprised by Pan Yuan's thoughts.
You can tell he has a ton of fish; he can't possibly eat them all.
“Sure, I’ll make it into fermented fish and send it to you. What other fish do you like to eat? I can make that too.”
"Actually, I don't like eating fish, I just like the hunting feeling of fishing."
Pan Yuan was very honest. Apart from the fish made with fermented rice wine by Boss Lin, he never ate any of the fish he caught himself.
My parents used to eat it, but they ate too much of it and now they don't touch it anymore.
Neighbors and relatives gave too many gifts, but they no longer wanted them.
Who can resist eating fish every day?
Pan Yuan would spend several hours fishing every day when he had nothing to do, and he never came back empty-handed. He didn't eat the fish himself, so he had to give it away to others.
Okay.
Lin Zhou arranged a time to pick up the fish with Pan Yuan, then took a shower, ate dinner, rested, and secretly chose a spot on the fishing map that Pan Yuan had given him, not too far away, to go night fishing.
He needs to test how well his homemade fish food works!
Watching his departing figure, the security guards at the gate looked at each other.
"Was that Mr. Lin who just went out?"
"Right? If I hadn't looked closely, I would have thought Mr. Wang had gone fishing again."
"That's right. Rich people are very particular about fishing. They transport all their equipment in cars. The fishermen around me at most carry two bags."
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