Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1110 - 572: There’s Fish Now

Chapter 1110: Chapter 572: There’s Fish Now

People’s dreams range from distant to near. The distant ones are just fantasies, while the near ones are called ideals.

For example, The Third Young Master Guo and the Fifth Young Master Guo wanted everyone to eat the fish they caught at night. That dream was a bit too far-fetched.

Actually, after both had struggled half the day, even Yan Fei couldn’t bear watching anymore and came to help get the hook in the water.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Guo Jingya walked over with Miss Xu Xiaoyan, smiling and announced, "Dinner is ready. You three fishing experts, where are your fish? How about eating dinner first and then continue fishing into the night?"

Yan Fei was criticized through no fault of his own, to which the Fifth Young Master Guo protested, "We’ve just started and haven’t found the school of fish yet. After eating and gaining some strength, we’ll show you what true fishing experts can do."

The Third Young Master Guo still maintained his composure, though not overconfidently, "We just got here and haven’t figured out the situation yet. It’ll be better tomorrow."

The girls were just enjoying the scenery and having fun, while these two were seriously devoted to fishing. After dinner, they indeed continued to fish at the bow and even invited Yan Fei, "Fishing is a skillful task. Xiao Fei, come and practice with us, we have extra fishing gear..."

Yan Fei, worried about ruining his own reputation by associating with them, quickly declined, "I’d better not go. I’ve been traveling by car and boat all day and really need to rest!"

Aside from worrying about his reputation, there was another reason; he had finally come out alone with his wife. After spending the previous night alone, he was full of anticipation. Imagining lying on the bed with the girl, swaying with the waves on this drifting yacht, Boss Yan’s heart began to flutter...

As for fishing, does Yanfei really need this skill?

The two brothers tried to persuade him for a while longer but seeing his determination, they did not press any further.

As the two brothers left, Yan Fei, with his heart still fluttering, turned to take his wife back to their room, but just then he saw Miss Xu Xiaoyan turn around to smile at him. She gracefully walked past the corner with Guo Jingya and disappeared from sight, leaving him in an anticipation-filled disarray.

Lying alone in bed, listening to the distant sounds of horns over the ocean, Yan Fei pondered as he looked at the lavishly decorated bedroom, "Is this how rich people play these days? What’s so fun about drifting aimlessly on a boat? Despite the luxury, this must have cost a pretty penny. Isn’t it a waste? If one wants to have fun at sea, isn’t a boat enough?"

After his mind wandered all over the place, when he heard the two Guo brothers sneak into the cabin to sleep, he waited, but his wife did not come. He deeply felt that his wife did not have the telepathy with him she should have—couldn’t she sense his wish for her to sneak over!

Feeling rather displeased, he closed the room door firmly and disappeared inside it.

"Hello, Boss!" No sooner had he arrived inside his Dahe Base than he heard someone greeting him in an authentic Sancha River accent. Yan Fei calmly nodded and gestured for the few Japanese coolies to continue patrolling.

Don’t wonder why these Japanese coolies can speak such authentic Sancha River accent—the adaptability of people is very strong. Every time Yan Fei entered here, he thought about how great it would be if the whole world spoke the Chinese language—wouldn’t that mean there’s no need to learn any foreign languages?

Only if our ancestors and seniors hadn’t been too conservative, failing to unify the globe earlier, the world wouldn’t have so many outsiders unfamiliar with the profound and extensive Chinese language. What a pity!

He had not walked far when he heard No. 1 Coolie scratchingly playing the Erhu. Bluntly put, it sounded like a cry of unfulfilled desire. Yan Fei, annoyed, commanded, "You must be free, right? Go get me something to eat..."

No. 1 Coolie, quite sensible, immediately understood his boss was in a bad mood, nodded, and hurried into the kitchen to get busy.

Actually, No. 1 Coolie felt quite content upon reflection. Given his track record, if it weren’t for Yan Fei’s mercy, he would have been long buried with grass three tael high over his grave. And, if not for encountering Yan Fei, being caught meant not escaping a bullet—as usual, three tael grass over the grave.

At least he was alive now, and Yan Fei was not usually so hard to talk to. He visited their homes once a year, providing them peace of mind to work for him here.

Turning back and noticing that a few patrolling Japanese coolies were still standing around, Yan Fei, finding them lacking and even more irritated, waved them off, "Continue your patrol!"

The coolies then hurried off with nods and bows.

Actually, there was no real need for patrolling; standing on this small building in the base, Yan Fei could see a family of Suchomimus lined up along the riverbank hunting.

Now growing ever larger, this family formed the best protection for the base. Generally, even large carnivorous dinosaurs would not dare to provoke a group of meat-eaters like them.

Before long, Coolie No. 1 and the recently awoken Coolie No. 2 came together, one carrying a basin. After setting down the basin, they made a couple more trips, continuing to bring over other foods, large plates and small dishes, soon setting a large table.

The first two full basins were of braised beef, prepared well in advance, always ready for the arrival of Boss Yan—if he did not visit for two days, or if he brought some dinosaur meat, this beef would be eaten by the coolies who would then prepare fresh supplies.