"Let me tell you, getting these Shrimp Fry and crab juveniles here was no easy feat." Huang Lei sat in the reception room at the Purchasing Station, drinking tea as he talked up his contribution.
"Although I knew these things probably wouldn't survive here, since you asked, I still had to get them, right? A relative of mine happened to be doing this around Tai Lake, so I went over to ask.
"He had plenty of experience. He said that for long-distance transport, it was best to choose strong ones, keep them cool the whole way, and pick them out two or three days beforehand without feeding them. That would empty their guts so they wouldn't foul their surroundings with waste on the journey..."
Li Long looked at the tiny Crab Seedlings and Shrimp Fry Huang Lei had brought in plastic buckets.
He could see that most of them really were alive. Anyone with trypophobia would have had trouble looking at them.
"...My relative set it up for me, lining the bottom with palm fiber mats and sponges, and told me to sprinkle water on them from time to time to keep them damp-oh, and although you sprinkle water on them, this is called dry transport." Huang Lei had gone to considerable trouble to remember the entire process.
"Luckily, I bought a sleeper ticket, and it wasn't the school holidays or the time migrant workers went home, so there weren't many people. Even so, when I sprinkled water on these things on the way here, quite a few people gathered to watch."
"Haha, whatever the case, as long as they're alive. How much did these cost?"
"Let's not talk about money." Huang Lei waved a hand. "We won't bring that up. If it hadn't been for you back then, I'd