Zhao Feng looked back at Old Qian. The old man's eyes flickered evasively; clearly, he knew something.
He did not press him, but continued listening to Old Qian's introduction to the fishing ground.
"Most of the mature fish here are Azure-Pattern Carp, Jade Crucian Carp, and Glowwave Silver Carp. These three kinds of treasure fish grow the fastest. The feed I prepare speeds up their growth, letting them mature in just a year," Old Qian said, a trace of pride on his face.
"The fishponds are connected to the paddies. When the treasure fish enter the paddies, they eat the insects and weeds, and their waste helps the medicinal herbs grow. They also keep the water circulating..."
Listening to Old Qian ramble, Zhao Feng nodded. This truly was a treasure trove of a place.
After that, Zhao Feng's life at the Great Wild Marsh fishing ground settled into a steady routine.
Li Yong and Zhang Hao handled the daily patrols, while Bai Yong maintained the equipment, checked for anything missing or damaged, and kept the accounts. Old Qian led a dozen or so fish farmers and herb growers in tending their stock and crops. Everything fell into order.
Thanks to his stunning performance at the Exchange Gathering, quite a few factions sent him congratulatory gifts.
These included several minor sects. Even major lineages such as the Feng Family and Wang Family offered him hefty sums to serve as an attendant.
He politely declined them all.
Night had fallen, and the courtyard was brightly lit.
Zhao Feng was reading the letters Lin Ziwei had brought him, including one from Commandant Xu and others from his parents.
"Hm?" According to Commandant Xu's letter, Qiao'er, who had already turned fourteen, had undergone her first bone examination. Surprisingly, they had been unable to identify