In just a few days, Lu Ao had finished harvesting the vegetables in his fields.
Old Chen had always helped him tend the orchard.
Old Chen was an honest, dependable man. Not long ago, he had pruned Lu Ao's fruit trees and applied winter fertilizer. Now there were barely even any weeds in the orchard, so there was practically nothing for Lu Ao to do.
Over the past few days, Lu Ao's greatest pleasure had been driving the geese out after breakfast, working in the fields for a while, then letting the geese roam freely under Chubby's watch while he strolled up the Haining Mountain he had leased. Once he reached the mountainside, he would transform into his Dragon Form and lie there basking in the sun.
Winter sunlight was the most pleasant—warm and gentle.
When he looked down the mountain, he could see his own white Lionhead Geese.
The first batch of geese he had raised were basically fully grown now, each weighing around twenty to thirty pounds.
Behind the adult geese were the goslings, and there were even more goslings than adults—over seventy in total.
The goslings had hatched at different times and varied in size. The larger ones were already half-grown, while the smaller ones had yet to lose their down.
Chubby waddled through the flock of adult geese and goslings, his fluffy little backside swaying. Whenever he spotted a particularly lively goose wandering too far from the flock on its own, Chubby would herd it back and try to make it rejoin the others.
Although Chubby was still young, he was already doing the job quite well.
After watching for a while, Lu Ao turned his head back toward the sea.
He had leased the stretch of sea opposite Haining Mountain as well, covering more than