Superpower Small Farmer

Chapter 112 The Breed of Old Yellow Dog


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As for the efficacy of Wood Element Spiritual Qi, Wang Xiaoqiang was completely confident. It could heal illnesses and injuries instantaneously, so a little fish would be no challenge. After infusing Wood Element Spiritual Qi for half a minute, Wang Xiaoqiang decisively pulled back his hands and drove straight home.

When he arrived at the fishpond, Wang Xiaoqiang parked his car by the pond, jumped out, looked around to see that no one was in sight, then called Xia Guifang to get all five workers from the chicken farm to come and help release the shad fry.

After making the call, Wang Xiaoqiang walked to the edge of the pond, squatted down, and immersed his hand into the pond water, inputting Fire Element Spiritual Energy.

When the temperature of the pond water reached just over twenty degrees Celsius, Wang Xiaoqiang withdrew his hand and saw steam rising from the surface of the water.

After waiting a while, the five workers arrived.

They had already heard that Wang Xiaoqiang was planning to farm fish, so seeing a newly dug fishpond didn't surprise them greatly, but they all looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with admiration.

In everyone's eyes, this youth, skilled neither in academia nor in martial arts, not yet twenty, had grown his business significantly in just half a year. Historically, no one in Sanmiao Village had shown such capability in decades, except for the local entrepreneur Zheng Dana. However, Zheng Dana was an adult in his thirties when he started his business, older than Wang Xiaoqiang.

Plus, it was rumored that Zheng had kickstarted his endeavors with a large sum of money won from gambling.

Comparing the two, Wang Xiaoqiang appeared even more impressive.

"Little Qiang, what kind of fish are these?" Xia Guifang, ever curious and youthful in spirit, asked upon seeing the load of fish Wang Xiaoqiang brought.

"Reeve's Shad," replied Wang Xiaoqiang.

To Xia Guifang, Wang Xiaoqiang did not want to lie, for in his heart, he already considered Xia Guifang his girlfriend.

"What? Dead fish…" Before Xia Guifang could respond, Li Xianghong's face already showed a mischievous smile.

"Yes, Reeve's Shad," said Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Good Lord! You… you farm dead fish?!" Li Xianghong exclaimed with wide eyes in surprise.

"Really, such a jinx!" Xia Guifang glared at Li Xianghong: "Your eyes are so big, yet you can't see clearly! Where are the dead fish!?"

Li Xianghong didn't seem offended. From the moment she arrived at the pond, her eyes had incessantly followed Wang Xiaoqiang, completely ignoring the water bags on the truck. Her focus was on the person, not the fish.

This was the reason Xia Guifang rolled her eyes at her.

When Xia Guifang saw Li Xianghong's eyes swirling around Wang Xiaoqiang, she felt a surge of discontent.

The bags were transparent, and one could see the lively fry inside from outside with no signs of death.

Li Xianghong shifted her gaze from Wang Xiaoqiang to the water bags on the truck and saw that they were all filled with lively little fish.

The others also looked up at that moment, but no one recognized any of the fish fry.

"Haha, Little Qiang is really good at fooling people, aren't you? Where are there any dead fish?!" laughed Li Xianghong: "Our Director Wang is getting naughtier!"

Wang Xiaoqiang chuckled but offered no explanation. He had no intention of letting them know those were Reeve's Shad. Since "Reeve's Shad" sounded like "dead fish" and Li Xianghong misunderstood it, he decided to just go with the mistake and let them think what they wanted.

"Come on, everyone. Help lift the fish fry down," Wang Xiaoqiang climbed onto the truck, summoned everyone below, and cautioned seriously, "Be gentle. We mustn't startle the fry, or they really will turn into dead fish…"

"Haha, listen to you! Are these fish more delicate than ancient mistresses? Just a shock would kill them?" Li Xianghong said loudly.

"Hey, I told you to be gentle, why are you so loud?!" Xia Guifang gave Li Xianghong a stern look.

Li Xianghong instantly quieted down and spoke no more.

Seeing Xia Guifang's fierce side, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a surge of relief. If their business expanded, having such a character from the Lii Family to stand by his side on her own would save him a lot of worry — this was a good thing.

"Please be very cautious. If the fish fry are placed in the pond and none die, I'll treat everyone to a hot spring…" To make everyone pay attention, Wang Xiaoqiang promised a favorable incentive.

"A hot spring? We've never heard of any hot springs around here. Are we going to the county to bathe?" Li Xianghong's interest was piqued.

"Why do you talk so much?" Xia Guifang glared fiercely at Li Xianghong again.

Li Xianghong pouted and finally closed her mouth, no longer speaking.

Everyone took it seriously and followed Wang Xiaoqiang's instructions, pushing the water bags down from the truck. Zhao Dabao was responsible for holding the water bags at the rear of the vehicle, while four women stood in a circle, each responsible for supporting one side of the bags.

Everyone was very careful, with Zhao Dabao and his wife being the most obedient, even holding their breath while lifting the fish.

What was supposed to be an easy task had everyone exhausted, not because the water bags were too heavy but due to their nervousness. However, the effort paid off, as not a single Reeve's shad fry died when they were placed in the pond.

"Eh? Little Qiang, why is this water warm?" While releasing the fish fry, everyone felt the water's temperature, and Li Xianghong, unable to contain her curiosity, was the first to ask.

"Isn't the water hot in winter?" Wang Xiaoqiang casually replied.

"Little Qiang, could this pond actually be a hot spring?" Li Xianghong, recalling what Wang Xiaoqiang had said earlier, immediately made a guess.

"Maybe so," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "Alright, nothing else now, everyone head back to the chicken farm to chat. Just remember, work hard, trust more, gossip less, and speak less — there's a year-end bonus for you during the festival."

Upon hearing this, everyone was thrilled. They had been working at the Chicken Farm for less than half a year, and the boss was already planning more benefits. Their generous boss made the workers both excited and grateful.

Zhao Dabao's wife, Li Jinye, a shrewd person, was the first to express her stance. "Rest assured, Little Qiang, I repeat what I said before: if you work, my man is mute, and so am I."

"Yes, Little Qiang, we won't talk nonsense," Li Xianghong also seriously said. "Don't be fooled by my brash exterior; I'm not actually a blabbermouth..."

After Li Xianghong expressed her stance, Xia Guifang also said, "Little Qiang, my mother and I won't gossip either. You can rest assured about that!"

Seeing everyone expressing their stances, Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and then asked them to return to the chicken farm to continue working.

After a few workers left, Wang Xiaoqiang observed the fish pond for about ten minutes and, seeing no fish fry floating to the surface, finally felt relieved. The water temperature of the pond seemed quite suitable for the growth of Reeve's shad fry.

Then, Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the Old Village Committee Courtyard; Old Yellow Dog wagged its tail to welcome its master while the village's Big Spotted Dog was also there, staring timidly at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Lately, Old Yellow Dog had been guarding the Golden Sand Tree Chrysanthemum and the Yam Field in the Old Village Committee Courtyard.

Charmed by Old Yellow Dog's allure, Big Spotted Dog spent days sticking around it, and whenever they felt playful, the two dogs would frolic together.

As Wang Xiaoqiang stroked Old Yellow Dog's head, his gaze shifted to the Big Spotted Dog. He then noticed that her belly was significantly larger than before, but besides the belly, other parts didn't seem swollen.

This wasn't just fat; it was clear she was carrying cubs.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a mix of surprise, excitement, and nervousness... Oh my, Old Yellow Dog has impregnated her!

Gazing at Big Spotted Dog's belly, Wang Xiaoqiang remembered that this dog belonged to Old Wang, a lonely elderly man in the village. He had heard that due to poor health, Old Wang was taken by his daughter a month ago, but it was unclear why Big Spotted Dog hadn't followed them.

This thought eased Wang Xiaoqiang's mind a bit. He was genuinely worried that Big Spotted Dog would give birth at Old Wang's home or somewhere else because the cubs inside her were sired by Old Yellow Dog, who had been nourished by spiritual energy and could be considered a Spirit Dog.

His litter wouldn't be far behind, and the cubs in Big Spotted Dog's belly could also be called Spirit Cubs — more prestigious than any world-renowned dog breed and certainly not to be handed over to someone else.

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