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Tianjingyan Medicinal Herb Planting Base

An Airbus H-225 landed on the helipad, and An Wuyang's group disembarked from the cabin.

An Shicang had already been waiting beside the helipad. He greeted them respectfully, "Hello, President An."

An Wuyang gave a slight nod in reply. "Uncle."

An Wuyang then introduced both sides to each other, and under the lead of An Wuyang and An Shicang, the group headed toward the restaurant.

On the way, An Wuyang called Xia Yuqing.

A moment later, Xia Yuqing answered. An Wuyang spoke first. "Baby, I'm at Tianjingyan. Did you catch any fish?"

"Huh?" Xia Yuqing hesitated. "Why did you come?"

An Wuyang teased, "Don't tell me you got skunked?"

"Are there actually any fish in your family's fish pond?" Xia Yuqing retorted.

An Wuyang was at a loss for words. How could their family's reservoir possibly have no fish?

Not only did their reservoir have fish, but they were all relatively valuable freshwater species, including qingbo fish, mandarin fish, topmouth culter, and black carp.

So Xia Yuqing had really been skunked?

"Baby, come back and eat first. You'll need to be full before you have the strength to fish. Try harder this afternoon," An Wuyang called her back, though he could not hide the laughter in his voice no matter how hard he tried.

Damn mouth!

Don't laugh!

Xia Yuqing gave a soft snort. "Fine, I'll head back first. I'll make ginseng stewed chicken for lunch and give you a proper boost."

What did she mean by that?

What kind of thing was that to say?

"..." An Wuyang nearly blew his top!

Inside the Tianjingyan Medicinal Herb Planting Base restaurant, An Shicang introduced the local specialties to everyone, including cured pork trotters, cured pork ribs, and wood-fired chicken.

An Wuyang said solemnly from the