A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

Seeing his father's explosive reaction, Gu Cai Pang sensed something was wrong and immediately spoke up to defuse the situation: "Brother Yang, that's not what I meant."

As she spoke, she nudged Yang Qi, who was still in a daze.

The push brought Yang Qi back to his senses. He looked at Gu Shang and said respectfully, "Mr. Gu, will I even live to spend this ten million?"

A fish worth ten million? That's too bizarre. He's afraid he might earn it but not live to spend it.

He wondered what this person wanted the fish for. Was he going to keep it as a pet? Or cook it? Whatever the reason, someone who could spend ten million to buy a fish was someone he couldn't afford to offend for the rest of his life.

"I, Gu, would never do something like discarding someone after they've served their purpose," Gu Shang said firmly.

"And ten million, is that a lot?"

So much, so much, so much money—I'd never see that much money in my entire life.

Yang Qi responded in his mind, then thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Gu, may I ask what you'd like to do with this fish?"

"It's best not to ask if you don't know."

Gu Shang's answer was brief and left no room for negotiation: "Sell or not?"

"Selling it will have to wait until tomorrow, since everyone's still fishing..."

What would the dragon-shaped koi, still happily chasing its prey in the water, think if it knew that Yang Qi was selling itself for ten million?

It's highly likely that this will happen: Dragon-shaped koi: You dog, you're such a damn dog.

Yang Qi exclaimed: "Ten million! That's ten million!"

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.........

"Then tomorrow."

Gu Shang nodded, his tone softening, "Boss Yang, you made a very wise choice."

He patted Yang Qi on the shoulder, then took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, get me several hundred high-powered water pumps tomorrow, and...yes, as many as you can...they need to be here first thing tomorrow morning..."

One order after another was given, and the person on the other end of the phone dared not raise any objections.

Yang Qi wisely stepped back a few paces, unable to hear what Gu Shang was saying.

But looking at the man's back, I suddenly felt uneasy.

If a dragon-shaped koi can cause such a commotion, what about the future?

The system will reward even more and bigger fish in the future. What should he do?

When that farce ended, it was already noon.

Yang Qi was surprised that all the fishermen present were willing to come down the mountain for a meal.

He was overjoyed about this.

Soon, the anglers on the shore packed up their gear one after another, all in high spirits, chatting and laughing as they walked down the mountain about the "dragon-shaped golden fish" they had just caught.

Yang Qi stood on a large rock and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone, I have something to say!"

The crowd fell silent, and everyone looked up at him.

"Starting tomorrow, the fishing grounds will be closed for a month!"

"What?!"

"A month? Why?"

"The business has already closed down as soon as I arrived?"

Yang Qi raised his hand to lower his voice, and when it was quieter, he continued:

"We'll build roads and reservoirs. The road from the foot of the mountain to the top will be paved with cement, the area around the reservoir will be renovated, and a parking lot will be built. In a month, everyone will be able to fish more comfortably!"

"Are they really going to build a road? That's great, we can just drive up there."

"Not opening for a month? Isn't that too long?"

"What do you mean 'long'? Road construction takes time, doesn't it? The boss is doing this for the future!"

"That's true, one month is fine, we can afford to wait!"

Hearing these words, Yang Qi felt much more at ease.

He had been worried that people would object to the fact that the business wouldn't be open for a month, but he didn't expect that most of them would be supportive.

"If that's the case, then we'll wait a bit," someone in the crowd shouted.

"Boss Yang, you'd better open on time in a month! I'm waiting!"

"Me too!"

Count me in!

Yang Qi smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Alright, everyone is welcome then. Now, let's go down the mountain for dinner!"

A group of people, number 268, walked down the mountain from the reservoir.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, there were already people waiting by the roadside.

Yang Guocheng stood under the shade of a tree at the intersection, wearing a faded gray short-sleeved shirt, with a smile on his face.

Standing next to him was Yang Youhe. The old man had specially changed into a new outfit today, a navy blue one, with the collar buttoned up tightly.

"Village chief, grandpa, how many people can each of your houses accommodate?" Yang Qi walked over and asked.

Yang Guocheng: "My house can be set up with more than 10 tables, enough for 50 people."

Yang Youhe chimed in, "My house is bigger; it can accommodate 60 people."

They are not greedy; they are content with earning whatever they can at home.

Yang Qi nodded, turned around, and shouted to the group of fishermen behind him:

"Everyone! Our agritainment business is still in its early stages and conditions are limited, so please bear with us! There are two places here, one can seat 50 people and the other can seat 60 people. Please choose whichever you prefer based on your number of people!"

There was a commotion.

"I'm going to the village chief's!"

"I'm going to Old Yang's!"

"Go to whichever is closest!"

……

After a while, the fishermen split up in twos and threes, following Yang Guocheng and Yang Youhe back to their respective homes.

The two elderly people led the way, taking large strides, as if afraid that the guests would get lost.

As Yang Guocheng walked, he turned back and called out, "This way, this way, it's not far, just ahead!"

Yang happy and several others stood under the shade of the trees by the roadside.

They watched the lively crowd, and saw Yang Guocheng and Yang Youhe smiling as they led the guests away.

Watching Yang Qi standing by the roadside arranging this and that, she was extremely envious.

Yang happy wanted to cause trouble but didn't dare, because there were really so many people; he was afraid.

Lai Feng tugged at his sleeve: "Old happy, look at their business, how about...?"

"Let's see!" Yang happy may like to take advantage of small things, but he's not stupid.

At first, they caused trouble because they thought Yang Qi was just a recent graduate and didn't have much experience. They figured if they made a scene, he would soften his heart and they would get the money.

But I didn't expect them to be so tough. Now that I see so many people, I'm really envious but I can't bring myself to do it.

"Let's go."

He muttered something under his breath, then turned and walked back.

Lai Feng followed behind, took a few steps and then looked back at the lively crowd. She bit her lip and jogged to catch up with Yang happy.

Yang Qi led the rest of the people toward his home.

When Yang Qi arrived at his front door, he looked at his home, which had undergone a complete transformation.

Six large sunshades have been erected in the open space between my own house and my uncle's house next door.

There were two round tables under each shed, a total of 12 tables, each covered with a clean tablecloth, and the bowls and chopsticks were neatly arranged.

The tables are spaced not too far apart, but not too crowded either; it's just right.

A dozen or so electric fans were placed at various angles, pointing at the table.

The first floor of both houses has been cleaned up, with six rooms and two living rooms, and two round tables set up.

There are 28 tables in total, with 157 people, and 6 people per table, which is more than enough.

"Boss Yang, you've done a great job!"

"I didn't realize your house occupies such a large area. I wonder if that old house over there is also yours?"

Yang Qi nodded modestly and said, "It's alright. The house on the right is my uncle's house. The old house doesn't belong to just my family."

"Everyone, find seats! Find seats!" Yang Qi shouted at the top of his lungs. "There are menus on the table. Take a look at what you want to eat, and call me when you've ordered!"

157 people flooded into the courtyard, some looking for seats, some ordering food, and some chatting.

It suddenly became as lively as a market.

Some people saw the prices on the menu, paused for a moment, and then laughed: "These prices are cheaper than in the county town, how can they make a profit?"

Someone nearby chimed in, "This is a farmhouse restaurant, not a fancy hotel. Affordable, delicious, and healthy food is the key."

……

While the guests were chatting enthusiastically, Yang Qi had already gotten busy.

Running back and forth between the kitchen and the yard, her legs never stopped for a moment.

When someone calls out, "Boss, please order!" he runs over to write it down.

He heard someone call out, "Boss, more drinks!" and ran over to get them.

He was urged on whether the food was ready when he ran into the kitchen to get it.

……

One round trip, two round trips, about 20 round trips. Yang Qi couldn't remember how many trips he made, only that his voice became hoarseer and his legs became heavier and heavier, and the clothes on his back were wet and then dried, then wet again.

In the kitchen.

Yang Xiaojin complained, "Brother, you're practically killing me!"

Yang Qi watched as Yang Xiaojin stood on the stove, holding a spatula in each hand, while two large iron pots churned simultaneously.

The pot on the left contained sauerkraut fish, and the pot on the right contained stir-fried beef with yellow peppers. The fumes from the cooking oil made it hard for him to open his eyes.

Four pots were placed side by side on the stove, each one steaming.

On the cutting board next to it, there was a mountain of side dishes, including shredded potatoes, green pepper chunks, ginger slices, and minced garlic, all neatly arranged in bowls.

"Ah... bro, my hands are smoking from all that swinging."

"Bear with it." Yang Qi patted his younger brother's shoulder and said apologetically, "Don't bring so many people next time."

He hadn't expected this situation. He made a mistake. He only thought that having more people would be better, forgetting that his younger brother was alone.

"Boss, do you have any more beer?"

"Yes, he's here!" Yang Qi shouted back, then patted the prisoner on the shoulder.

"Brother, this was a miscalculation on my part. You do your job well, I'm off to get busy."

"Go ahead." Yang Xiaojin sighed and increased his effort.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaojin was self-aware and prepared some dishes in advance, otherwise he would have really given up today.

Yang Qi rushed out of the kitchen...

One hour.

Yang Qi didn't stop for a full hour.

Yang Qi stopped when the last table of guests had finished eating.

Leaning against the wall by the kitchen door, my legs gave way and I collapsed against the wall, landing hard on the doorstep.

My voice is hoarse.

"Brother Yang!"

Gu Caipang, who was serving rice, saw Yang Qi sitting on the ground and walked over.

"You must be exhausted. Come on over to my table and have a drink."

"Or should we..."

Before he could even utter a word of refusal, Gu Caipang dragged Yang Qi back to the table.

"Come on, have a drink." Gu Caipang poured a glass of beverage.

Yang Qi took the cup and downed it in one gulp.

The cold drink went down his throat, and the coolness spread from his chest to his limbs. He let out a long breath.

I feel like I've come back to life.

"I'm sorry to have made you all laugh," Yang Qi said in a loud voice.

Wang Jian joked, "It's alright, it's about making money, I understand. Come on, sit down and let's eat together."

"Your brother's cooking skills are really good. This grilled fish is so delicious, you should try it."

Yang Qi waved his hand: "Brother Wang, you flatter me. If you like it, eat more. Please sit down, I still need to entertain you."

"Hey, you can't say things like that." Lin Zaitian interrupted, "Boss Yang, let's eat together, we won't charge your brother."

Gu Caipang chimed in, "That's right, that's right, don't be so polite."

As he spoke, he moved a stool from the empty seat, saying, "Sit down. Not sitting down means you're looking down on us."

"...Fatty, since you've said that, how can I refuse?" Yang Qi sat down.

"Come on, everyone, let's have a toast." Dai Jiangyang raised his glass.

"Come……"

"Awesome..." Chen Ming said.

A dozen minutes later, Gu Shang, who had been silent all along, wiped his mouth, stood up, and said, "I'm full. You guys enjoy your meal. Fatty, you can pay for it for me first. I'll transfer the money to you later."

After saying this, Gu Shang left.

"Tch... what's with the pretense?" Gu Cai Pang cursed inwardly, then casually said, "Never mind him, let's continue, let's continue..."

After a while, Yang Qi also got up because it was time to collect the money.

The mealtime passed quickly.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they wiped their mouths, burped, and dispersed in twos and threes.

It's truly a case of "all the fuss before the meal, but a complete mess afterward."

Looking at the battlefield after the meal, Yang Xiaojin said dejectedly, "Brother, if this many people are dragged into this next time, your brother is really going to be in trouble."

Yang Qi looked at this "post-war ruin" and fell silent.

Yang Xiaojin leaned against the doorway, her hands hanging limply at her sides, looking completely drained.

"Brother, don't bring so many people next time. Your brother is really begging you."

"Okay, okay." Yang Qi shook his head; he was really exhausted today. He changed the subject, "How much did you earn today?"

When money was mentioned, Yang Xiaojin perked up a bit, took out his phone, and opened his account book.

"The first table costs 520 yuan. The second table costs 321 yuan. The third table costs 410 yuan, the fourth table..."

"Brother, the total profit is 15,002 yuan. After deducting labor costs, material costs, and operating costs, the net profit is... 12,000 yuan."

"So little?" Yang Qi asked back.

"Too little?" Yang Xiaojin was going crazy. "Brother, when did 1 yuan become too little in your eyes?"

"Uh, buddy, you've been busy all morning but only done a fraction of what I've done."

"Comparison is the thief of joy, bro, I can't take it anymore, let me die."

Yang Xiaojin was discouraged and collapsed against the door frame.

Yang Qi couldn't help but laugh when he saw his half-dead appearance.

He crouched down and patted Yang Xiaojin on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't mess around next time. And my fishing spot will reopen in a month. Have a good rest tomorrow, and take this month to renovate the house and the reservoir."

"Modification?" Yang Xiaojin looked up. "It'll cost money, bro."

"You don't need to worry about the money, I have it." Yang Qi stood up. "All the income from the agritainment business is yours. I'll manage the money from the fishing pond."

"OK,"

Yang Xiaojin laughed: "Brother will go and keep an eye on things at the reservoir; Grandma and I will do these chores."

"good…"

Yang Qi washed his face and walked away.

As I walked to the roadside at the mountain pass, I saw two familiar figures standing under a large tree by the roadside.

Yang Guocheng and Yang Youhe both had a satisfied expression on their faces.

Upon seeing Yang Qi approach, the two immediately stood up.

"Xiao Qi!"

Yang Youhe spoke first, "I earned over three thousand this noon! Over three thousand! How much do I earn in a year of farming? Thank you, thank you so much!"

Yang Qi smiled and waved his hand: "Grandpa, it's only right. I'm happy for you guys to make money."

Yang Guocheng nodded beside him, his expression more restrained than Yang Youhe's, but the smile in his eyes was impossible to hide.

He took two steps forward, looked at Yang Qi, opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

"Grandpa Village Chief, what's wrong?" Yang Qi asked.

Yang Guocheng hesitated for a moment, then called out to the side, "Come out."

A figure moved around the corner.

There were 10 people in total. They looked at each other, but none of them dared to speak first.

"Xiao Qi," Yang Guo said sincerely, "they... also want to start a farm stay business."

Yang Qi's gaze swept across the faces of these 10 people one by one.

"If you're willing to do it, I won't stop you. We can make money together and spend it together. I'm not a stingy person, so please don't be so nervous, everyone."

Upon hearing this, the expressions on those people's faces visibly relaxed.

"but……"

Yang Qi raised his voice, "Anyone who dares to ruin the reputation, anyone who dares to try to take advantage of others, don't blame me for being impolite. Use the ingredients you're supposed to use, and charge the price you're supposed to charge. If anyone adulterates the dishes, uses stale ingredients, or treats customers badly, and I find out, they can forget about running this farmhouse restaurant in the future."

"As for doing other things or other businesses, I don't care. As for the agritainment business, just talk to the village chief and let him register it. Set uniform standards and prices, and don't let everyone do their own thing."

Yang Guocheng nodded in agreement.

Yang Qi then looked at the two elderly people, his tone softening: "There's one more thing. I'll take on the road construction project for the reservoir all by myself, without asking the village for a single penny."

But I have one condition: you are not allowed to participate in anything related to the reservoir. How it is operated, how fees are charged, and how it is managed are all up to me.

He paused, then added, "I'll draft a contract later to buy out the reservoir. Village chief, you should discuss it with everyone and see how much the buyout fee is, then let me know."

Yang Guocheng frowned, then finally nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll explain."

"Then, I'll wait for the village chief's message and hope he won't disappoint me."

After saying that, Yang Qi turned and walked up the mountain.