The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

"For example, The Legend of the White-haired Demon Girl and The Seven Swords in the Rivers and Lakes are all the rage and popular best-selling books. If they can be adapted into comic strips by your sister, they will definitely become even more popular than The Legend of the Heroes of the Jianghu."

"What is the story of the white-haired demon girl?"

Ye Xiulian is only eight years old, she doesn't read much, and doesn't know a few big characters, so she has never read martial arts novels.

The Legend of the Heroes of the Jianghu was also adapted into a comic book, and was deeply attracted by the pictures of beauties in the album, and then became obsessed with the character Liu Suyun.

It can be said that her martial arts dream is closely related to the picture of beauty.

Shuixiu Wuhen's ingenious brushstrokes are brilliant, which is indispensable.

"I've read the biography of the white-haired witch, so let me tell you."

A buddy is also a fan of martial arts. He happened to read the story of the white-haired demon girl. Hearing this, he suddenly regained his energy. Under the little girl's expectant eyes, he cleared his throat and started talking immediately.

He spoke vividly, spitting, and imitating the actions in the book from time to time, adding a lot of his own interpretations.

Ye Xiulian who heard it was so excited that she couldn't bear to blink.

"Sanya, how are you doing?"

The clerk talked for about half an hour. His mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse. The shopkeeper spoke at the right time and added: "Is the story nice? Do you want to read a comic book?"

"miss you!"

Ye Xiulian still wanted to hear the follow-up, her heart itched so hard that she blurted it out without even thinking about it.

"If you want to see it, help Master Zhao persuade your sister."

A gleam flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, and he coaxed the little girl: "As long as your sister agrees to adapt this story into a comic strip, you can see the wonderful plot in the story."

"Uh-huh."

When Ye Xiulian heard this, her small eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

"Three ya."

The two guys also smiled and chimed in: "If you want to read the story, when your sister comes back later, you must tell her."

"Success, I won't forget."

Ye Xiulian has been completely absorbed by the wonderful story, and her mind is full of the white-haired demon girl that she deduced by herself.

Thinking of the wonderful sword moves described by the buddy, he involuntarily raised the dead branch and imitated the moves in the book.

"This little girl is really a martial idiot."

The shopkeeper was amused, stroked his beard and laughed.

*
Canyons, fish ponds.

The poisoned fish fry, as Mu Moji said, had no toxins left in their bodies, and within a few days they regained their vitality and swam happily in the pool.

To be on the safe side, Ye Xiuyan released the fish fry, cleaned the fish pond again, and raised lobsters instead.

Lobster is a favorite delicacy of fishermen. It is delicious when fried and steamed.

Most of the tourists who taste local specialties in Yujiale love stir-fried lobster.

Over time, it has become the restaurant's signature dish.

The demand for lobster is increasing day by day, and the number of breeding in the few fish ponds cannot keep up with consumption.

After discussing with her parents, Ye Xiuyan decided to change part of the vegetable field to rice.

Raising lobsters in rice fields is the right way to farm and raise shrimps.

Ye Jian and Wu Juan naturally had no objection.

The couple are used to listening to their daughter, she does whatever she says, especially Ye Jian, who is very capable of acting.

As soon as his daughter finished speaking, he rushed to find someone, and discussed with the steward who was sent by the Jucheng Chamber of Commerce to take care of the fish pond. Taking advantage of the proper spring season, he would integrate and renovate the existing vegetable field , replanted into rice.

*
"Third Sister, Big Brother Lan is back."

Not long after Ye Jiang left, Ye Xiulian slid down the slope not far away, rushed out of the woods, and shouted loudly in her tender little voice.