My God Raising Game

Chapter 10 The Fish Killer
The fish tank is not large, about 50 cm long and 30 cm high. A layer of fine white sand is sprinkled on the bottom, and six or seven pine bark stones are placed there.

The first fish I put out were a few small lucky fish that the landlady had bought.

Two weeks ago, Lu Jiuling's roommate went crazy. After the roommate moved out, the landlady was worried that she wouldn't be able to find a new tenant, so she bought two feng shui fish and put them in the room.

The fish is a red arowana, which can ward off evil spirits and bring wealth!

Their gill covers, scales all over their bodies, and fins are all orange-red with a touch of pale gold at the edges, like the sunset glow of a summer evening condensed on the fish, which is quite beautiful.

Apart from being too small, not having their water changed in time, and not having their oxygenated, these two red arowanas were in a state of semi-death, but had no other problems.

Lu Jiuling walked to the refrigerator, looked up, and stared at the fish tank.

The two red arowanas, whether they were dying of illness or simply indifferent to the world, floated slowly in the water, motionless for a long time.

"So lovely!"

Lu Jiuling clicked his tongue in disapproval, stretched out his hands, and moved the fish tank onto the coffee table. He also found a bag of fish food and sprinkled some into the tank.

The lucky fish floated to the surface and ate happily. Lu Jiuling frowned, then suddenly reached out and stuck his hand into the fish tank.

A large-bellied lucky fish couldn't dodge in time and was caught by Lu Jiuling.

Bangta!

The unlucky fish was thrown to the ground by Lu Jiuling, and it struggled to jump back into the fish tank.

"Eat up!"

Lu Jiuling sprinkled some more fish food and stared at the red arowana.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Lu Jiuling didn't wipe his right hand; a drop of water fell onto the floor, spreading into a small puddle.

The red arowana didn't move, clearly not hungry.

Lu Jiuling pursed her lips and suddenly reached out again.

Wow!

Lu Jiuling caught a red dragonfish.

He pinched the fish's mouth and began stuffing it with fish food, occasionally poking the fish's mouth with his little finger until its belly swelled up. Only then did Lu Jiuling show a satisfied smile.

It should be full by now, right?
Lu Jiuling walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the sink, picked up the Buddha Intestine Short Sword that he had left in there last night, found the right angle, and plunged the tip of the blade into the belly of the red dragonfish.

The red arowana struggled, and blood flowed out, making its sunset-colored scales shine even brighter, like fiery clouds.

Lu Jiuling was afraid of hurting the fish, so he moved very gently and slowly cut open the red dragonfish's belly. Then, he used his left hand to squeeze out the internal organs.

Bangta!

A clump of internal organs fell into the sink, and bright red blood flowed into the drain.

After carefully emptying the contents of the red dragonfish's belly, Lu Jiuling set it aside with satisfaction and then removed the intestines from its internal organs.

With a flick of the sword tip and a slit, the intestines were ripped open, and the undigested, sticky fish food burst out.

"I'm definitely full!"

Lu Jiuling was very satisfied. He returned to the living room, took out another red dragonfish, and brought it into the bathroom, repeating the process.

After confirming that both fish had eaten their fill, Lu Jiuling found a needle and thread, stuffed their internal organs back in, and sewed their bellies back up.

While doing all this, Lu Jiuling was very careful, striving to make sure that the distance between each stitch was exactly the same.

Twenty minutes later,
Pfft!Pfft!
The two red arowanas were put back into the fish tank.

Watching them slowly sink to the bottom of the tank, Lu Jiuling nodded in satisfaction.

Eat your fill and then sleep; you'll definitely grow into a beautiful feng shui fish!
Lu Jiuling gripped the Buddha's Intestine Short Sword, somewhat unsatisfied, but he glanced at the other lucky fish...

too small!
Not enough!
Lu Jiuling quickly washed his hands, found a few papers, wrapped the Buddha Intestine Short Sword in them, tucked it behind his back, went to the entrance hall to put on his shoes, opened the door and left.

Da da da!
Lu Jiuling rushed down the stairs, got on her bicycle, and headed straight for the vegetable market on Yumin Street.

The morning market was open, but there weren't many people; it was incredibly deserted. There were only a few people sitting in front of a breakfast stall selling tofu pudding and fried dough sticks.

The aroma of meat wafted from the freshly opened steamer basket at the baozi shop.

Lu Jiuling glanced at the fish stall. He should have been hungry by now, but he had no appetite at all. He rode straight to a fish stall and then suddenly slammed on the brakes to stop.

The fish stall is not large, about 30 square meters. There is a cement pool built on the ground, which is divided into sections and filled with clean water to raise different kinds of fish.

The boss was around forty years old, and his hair was so oily that he probably hadn't washed it for half a month.

He was wearing rain boots and a black waterproof apron, unloading cargo from a van that smelled of fish.

"Buying fish?"

The boss asked a question and then poured a basket of grass carp into the pond.

Wow! Wow!
The fish splashed around, spraying water everywhere.

Lu Jiuling looked around and was most interested in the group of plump blackfish in the left pond: "Give me one... ten of these!"

One isn't enough to kill!

Why did you buy so much dried fish?

The boss wiped his hands on his trouser leg and lit a cigarette.

Lu Jiuling bent down to pick out the fish, but did not respond.

"15 yuan per jin, no refunds once you leave the stall!"

The owner has been running a fish stall for twenty years and has seen students come to buy fish early in the morning, but he has never seen anyone buy so many fish at once.

"Can I fish it out myself?"

Lu Jiuling couldn't wait any longer.

The shop owner took a net and handed it to the handsome young man: "Put the fish in the basket on the scale!"

After some effort, Lu Jiuling caught ten fish, totaling 26 jin and 1 liang.

"It's 391.5 yuan in total. I'll round it down by 0.5 yuan, so it's 391!" This is a big order!

The shop owner was in a good mood. Seeing Lu Jiuling take out his phone to pay the bill, he was relieved to see that the other party was not just messing with him. Then he noticed the watch on Lu Jiuling's left wrist.

"Wow? Patek Philippe?"

The boss chuckled and burst out laughing: "These young people nowadays, they know nothing but dare to act all high and mighty!"

Look at this high school student's clothes, his secondhand phone, and his bicycle. He's not even from a wealthy family, let alone an ordinary one. Yet he dares to wear a Patek Philippe worth over a million yuan. Even a fool would know it's a fake.

"But your watch is really well made, where did you buy it?"

Middle-aged men only like a few things. Once they can't sleep with women anymore, all that's left are luxury cars and expensive watches.

The fish stall owner was also a watch enthusiast. Since he couldn't afford a real watch, he wanted to get some fake watch straps. He thought the replica on Lu Jiuling's wrist was very well made and wanted to learn more about it so he could get a Rolex to play with later.

"How much did it cost? Does that store carry Rolexes?"

As the fish stall owner spoke, he reached out and grabbed Lu Jiuling's wrist, wanting to examine it.

He also felt that Lu Jiuling looked like a student, and therefore lacked respect in his words and actions.

Lu Jiuling took a step back.

Got it!

I forgot to take off my watch.

"Tch, a fake watch. You think I wouldn't know it's fake if you didn't let me see it?"

The fish stall owner took a puff of his cigarette, bent down to pick up the plastic crate from the scale, and walked towards the cutting board.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Jiuling frowned.

"Nonsense, it's about killing the fish!"

The fish stall owner was amused: "What? You're not going to take it home and kill it yourself, are you?"

These days, business is tough!
When dealing with difficult customers, it's not enough to just kill the fish without cleaning it thoroughly; there can't be a single fish scale left, and it has to be rinsed clean with water.

"Don't kill me, just pack it up for me!"

Lu Jiuling quickly gave the instructions.

If you kill the fish, what am I supposed to kill?
"Are you crazy?"

The fish stall owner muttered something, but since the customer had already paid, whether or not to kill the fish was their business. Besides, he was happy to take it easy, so he grabbed a black plastic bag and started packing the fish in.

"Wait, if you do this, all these fish will be dead by the time I get home!"

What's the point of killing if everyone's dead?
The fish stall owner glanced at Lu Jiuling's Anzhou No. 2 Middle School uniform and said, "How about this, I'll find you a bucket to carry the water. Bring the bucket to me when you go to school tomorrow!"

"thank you boss!"

Lu Jiuling felt like she had a serious illness. All she could think about now was killing fish and turning their intestines inside out. She didn't even want to go to school anymore.

"No need to thank me, just tell me where you bought that watch?"

The fish stall owner found a plastic bucket that was a meter tall and as thick as an adult's waist: "The imitation is really good!"

"A gift from a friend!"

Lu Jiuling gave a perfunctory answer.

"girlfriend?"

The fish stall owner first poured half a bucket of water, then put the fish in, covered it with a black plastic bag, and tied the opening tightly.

"no!"

Lu Jiuling went to fetch the water bucket. He had been busy studying, working at a big factory, and had never been in a relationship before his stroke of luck.

The fish stall owner helped secure the water bucket to the bicycle, but his eyes were fixed on the Patek Philippe on Lu Jiuling's left wrist.

Mom!
The more I look at this watch, the more exquisite and valuable it seems.
It can not be!

"Hey, sell it to me? I'll pay five hundred!"

The fish stall owner was wearing a green Rolex Submariner on his wrist, but it was fake.

"Do not sell!"

Lu Jiuling climbed onto the car seat, ready to leave.

"Eight hundred!"

The fish stall owner gripped the handlebars tightly, refusing to let go: "One thousand, one thousand should be alright, right?"

Forget about it, this is a genuine watch!

Lu Jiuling pulled away from the fish stall owner's hand, slammed his right foot on the pedal, and sped off.

"A genuine watch?"

The fish stall owner spat and said, "I'm fucking fucking idiot!"

but……

Looking at the boy's handsome and refined back, and thinking about his pretty face, the fish stall owner figured he might have pleased his sugar daddy and rich lady so much that she casually took off her watch and gave it to him.

Not right either!
This kid is indeed good-looking, but he's not worth a Patek Philippe worth over a million, is he?
How much pleasure do you have to make a rich woman feel?
You couldn't possibly wear out eight steel wool balls, could you?

……

Lu Jiuling pedaled the bicycle furiously.

He knew that with his school uniform, which he had been wearing for almost three years and was faded from washing, and that secondhand phone that cost a few hundred yuan, even if he were wearing a luxury watch, people would think it was a fake.

It didn't matter what he wore. Lu Jiuling touched the Buddha Intestine Sword tucked into his waistband. All he wanted to do now was kill the fish and gut it!

(End of this chapter)