Wu An originally planned to find a place to pump water near the village, but he couldn't find a suitable place after searching around.
The beach in Xiaoxi Village consists of sandy beaches, large reefs, or mudflats; there are no rocky beaches that can hold water.
There are quite a few in this town.
There are suitable places in Gu Anran's village, but the two villages have accumulated a lot of grudges over the generations. If he and Aqing take their tools to the water pit there, they are likely to run into trouble.
It's not like they're just going to go a little further away; they don't plan to come back tonight and will meet up with their families at President Qin's restaurant.
Wu An was in great distress.
As soon as he left the village, he asked Aqing to drive while he hid in the car to catch up on sleep.
When Wu An woke up, they had already arrived at the seaside.
He jumped up immediately.
Although he only slept for a little over half an hour and didn't sleep well due to the stumbling and bumping along the way, he clearly felt much more comfortable.
Being young is great.
Just as I went down to check on the situation, Mai Hangyu arrived on his Harley.
Very cool.
It also attracted a lot of attention. On the other side of the road were farmlands, where many villagers were enjoying the shade after finishing their work.
Several men in their thirties, seeing the cool motorcycle, came over and asked how much it cost and what its horsepower was.
Mai Hangyu gave a perfunctory reply, but seeing Wu An and A Qing carrying the water pump downstairs, he quickly went to help.
When those people saw them pumping water from the puddles, they stopped and stood by the roadside smoking, watching them tinker with the pumps.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Pan Shui Keng."
"Can you get your hands on some?"
"It's hard to say. People occasionally come to clean up the puddles around here."
"I think these young people are all too young and inexperienced, and they're probably just messing around."
"They seem to have come only temporarily, so that definitely won't work."
In the minds of these people, Wu An and his group quickly found a puddle and settled down.
The water pump started working with a "rumble", and the water surface rippled as it began to drop.
"Brother, how much stock are you going to get this time?" Mai Hangyu asked with a hint of anticipation.
Unlike last time, he was prepared today, fully armed with a straw hat, long sleeves, a mask, and a water bottle—he was practically armed to the teeth, ready to go all out.
"I don't know, maybe there's nothing there." Wu An kept watching the changes in the water pump's luck value. It took half a pump of water for the luck value to drop by one.
This indicates that there isn't much cargo in this puddle.
The puddle wasn't big, and since we'd already pumped it out, we might as well finish it and hide our clumsiness while we're at it.
There are quite a few puddles here.
You still need to be selective about the stocks.
As the water level continued to drop, Mai Hangyu gave a brief report on his work over the past two days. First, he helped Old Chen and his wife move and get the house keys.
We also contacted the designer.
After learning about the situation, the friend and teacher took it very seriously and decided to personally lead the team over.
Wu An was taken aback: "Wasn't it supposed to be an online negotiation? Why are you suddenly coming in person?"
Mai Hangyu shook his head and said, "My friend didn't say much, only that his teacher attaches great importance to this project."
Wu An suddenly realized.
It seems that Mai Hangyu's friend's teacher has noticed the business opportunity here.
He once saw a quote on Zhihu that said university professors are probably the people with the highest social status you will ever meet in your life.
Teaching at the university is just a side job for them; they have many other professions. For example, some teachers hold administrative ranks, and some own a large number of companies outside the university...
He's unlikely to go to university, but he's quite looking forward to getting to know a few university professors and seeing if they're really as impressive as some people on Zhihu say.
He didn't have much to say, but expressed a warm welcome and assured everyone that he would do his best to be a good host.
He felt that since the teacher was there, the deal was almost certain to go through.
Actually, he already had a rough design sketch in his head. Although he didn't enjoy much happiness in his previous life, he was certainly having a "feast for the eyes" online.
On Douyin (TikTok), everyone seems to be a millionaire. Some "big shots" even buy a house while taking a break from their work.
Some of these "socialites" are either on vacation or on their way to one.
In addition, influenced by many food bloggers, his knowledge, while perhaps not far exceeding that of most people today, is at least not inferior.
The reason for hiring a designer is that no matter how knowledgeable he is, he is still a novice.
Laymen watch the spectacle, experts see the details; it's still best to find an expert to guide and oversee things.
As the two were chatting, Aqing called out, "Brother, the puddle is empty!"
Wu An quickly went over, but instead of immediately going into the water pit, he moved the water pump to the water pit next to him.
I discovered I'd only lost two luck points while moving the water pump.
Aqing and Mai Hangyu donned their gear and quickly went down into the water pit, fully armed.
He didn't get off.
Several people who were smoking by the roadside also came over to take a look.
The puddle wasn't big, and the two quickly searched the bottom, catching a few small fish, shrimp, and crabs, and then there was nothing else.
Ah Qing didn't react much; the gains would always vary.
Mai Hangyu looked a little embarrassed.
Compared to the last time, the harvest this time was pitifully small.
Those passersby who were watching the show couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.
"This is all we've got, not even enough for a dish."
"I told you, this puddle was no good."
"This water pump is quite powerful; it must consume a lot of oil."
They pointed and made sarcastic remarks, and Mai Hangyu climbed out of the pit somewhat annoyed.
Wu An waved: "Come over here."
The second puddle was small and the bottom had already been reached.
Aqing and Mai Hangyu went down and explored the area, but their catch was only a few more small fish than in the first puddle.
Mai Hangyu immediately deflated, climbed up to the water pump, and asked, "Brother, how about we try somewhere else?"
Wu An smiled and shook his head.
The third puddle was quite large, and the water level had only dropped by a third, but three luck points had already been used up.
What does this tell us?
This means there's a large shipment inside.
Mai Hangyu was about to say something when A Qing climbed out of the pit, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't rush."
"Listen to your brother."
"Take this time to rest and have a smoke, you'll be busy later."
Mai Hangyu was somewhat depressed.
It was already disheartening to not have gained anything, and then people around me kept making sarcastic remarks, which made me even more upset.
But you can't really lose your temper; you have to pretend you don't care.
I waited for almost half an hour.
The water in the large pit had dried up.
"Fetch water, fetch water!"
"There are fish swimming here too."
"I saw a fish jump up, and it was quite big."
Aqing and Mai Hangyu sat on either side of Wu An, pointing to the left and right sides of the pit bottom respectively, and shouted excitedly.
Those who had been gossiping immediately shut up.
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