This makes it extremely difficult for Luo Xuan to continue catching fish.

At this time, Dujuan probably knew that the efficacy of Youku's medicine had expired.

She was holding a bunch of old turtle crabs in her hand. She turned to ask Luo Xuan, "Hey! Luo Xuan, how many fish have you caught?"

Luo Xuan opened the sack and took a look. He estimated that there were dozens of angler fish inside, so he replied: "Maybe more than 1 catty, less than 2 catties."

Angler fish are very small.

The largest angler fish needs 20 fish to weigh 1 kilogram.

So Luo Xuan worked hard for a long time, but actually he didn't catch many fish.

Du Juan smiled: "Don't be so greedy, just let the small fish go."

Luo Xuan bent down, picked out the smallest angler fish from the sack, and threw them back into the stream.

Du Juan watched Luo Xuan release the small fish and then asked Luo Xuan: "Can you really keep these fish from dying?"

Luo Xuan puffed up his chest and replied firmly: "Of course!"

I actually have some confidence in answering Du Juan this way: Even if the spring water in the space is scooped out to the outside world for use, the effect will be greatly reduced and the angler fish will not be able to be fed.

Luo Xuan can also secretly put the angler fish into the space to raise it!

In space, the Angler Fish can't die, right?

Du Juan couldn't help but smile when he heard Luo Xuan's answer with such confidence, "Okay! Anyway, you scholars are educated, so I don't understand how to feed the angler fish... I don't want to understand either."

"Here, Luo Xuan, look, what good things did I catch for you?"

Dujuan held up two of them, and the old turtle, which was almost bald, laughed and said, "We people in the mountains don't eat these things. Why do you people outside the mountains regard them as treasures?"

Do I treat it like a treasure?

When Luo Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but secretly complained: I won't treat this old bastard as a treasure!

Compared to this guy, I would rather eat a plate of twice-cooked pork, which would satisfy my craving and be more delicious!

But Du Juan caught two old turtles, and she was in a good mood. Luo Xuan couldn't pour cold water on others.

So Luo Xuan smiled and said, "Congratulations then. These two turtles may be sold for 10 yuan in the market."

Du Juan smiled and replied: "This is your old turtle. How much it sells for is none of my business?"

Luo Xuan was stunned: "You caught this, of course it's your turtle."

"This is your old turtle!"

Du Juan said to Luo Xuan seriously: "Your old turtle!"

Luo Xuan: "Yours!"

Du Juan slammed the turtle in her hand into the water: "It's your old turtle!"

Seeing Luo Xuan's confusion, Du Juan explained: "In the past, we, little Laojun, would often have herbalists from outside the mountains, and people who wanted to try their luck in the mountains would come here.

They will pay us, Xiao Laojun, a salary on a daily basis."

Dujuan said: "We mountain people, as long as we agree, we will be responsible for guiding others and helping to pick medicinal materials, mountain products, rock bees and venomous snakes. All harvests are considered their harvest... After all, they are the employer.

right?"

The "before" Du Juan mentioned refers to what happened "before liberation".

Now is a new era. If anyone comes to the mountains again and spends money to hire mountain people to help him as guides and workers...

That would be tantamount to committing suicide in a fancy way.

What era is it! Who dares to openly hire workers to do work for them?

That's like eating arsenic for an old man, and it's almost as if he's tired of living.

?[Note: In fact, the mountain people are more or less indifferent to money in their bones. They are afraid of people and things in the outside world, cannot integrate into it, and are unwilling to integrate into the outside world.

This is a concept inherited from their ancestors, and there will not be a fundamental change in their thinking just a few years after liberation.
Chapter completed!