But Uncle Cai, who was going to Yipin Xian to see the fish, really had a lot of background.

Although he himself is only a study of marine biology, but... the mayor of S City is also surnamed Cai.

Such people want to watch the fish, which already adds a lot to the freshness of the product.

"Is that true? Uncle Cai and the others said that they want to wait for some day when you have enough time and set aside two hours for them to study. It's best to give them one or two transparent fish. Do you... agree? "Dad Du asked.

Du Ruo thought that the fish was also what Cheng Feiyang said, and said: "Fish was put here by a friend. Uncle Cai will come to welcome me. If I want to buy it, I can't be the master of this."

"Ah, this way, I will tell Lao Cai, you can arrange the time yourself, then you will be busy, and I will come to see you the next day." Dad Du said, hung up the phone.

Du Ruo was a bit aftertaste now.

Is that transparent fish that needs a magnifying glass to see clearly, is it really so amazing?

But why does she look at it and feel like a straight guy giving gifts to her?

But this thought just flashed over, assistant Tingting came over, knocked on her office door, and opened the door again and said, "Mr. Du, reporters from several magazines and foreigners came outside the door. Magazine, they all want to make an appointment to watch the fish..."

"What the hell?" Du Ruo muttered, and then said, "You can arrange it first. Just find the time when the restaurant is not busy."

Tingting hesitated, "Mr. Du, the store is full tonight... and even the appointment time is full. Now there are queues outside the store..."

"Huh?" Du Ruo was shocked. She got up from the chair, walked to the bed, and opened the curtains to take a look - there were really many people.

However, after half a day's work and several drafts, it seems that diners from the whole city have come to eat fresh.

You know, Yipinxian's consumption is not low!

"I... like this, I will arrange the time, you go down to maintain order, and first notify the personnel department to call those employees who are on vacation and ask them to come back. If there are still so many guests tomorrow, we will start to prepare for recruitment. There is also a part-time platform for college students, let them quickly find a part-time job in a while.” Du Ruo quickly arranged.

The busiest night in Yipinxian's history gradually began.

At this time, Qu Yan leisurely returned to the Mid-Levels Villa.

When I came back this time, the villa was lit up with warm lights again, and the lighted house, just standing in the dark, gave people a sense of solidity.

Qu Yan pushed the door and walked in.

She looked on the sofa as usual, but saw that Ji Zhuoran did not read on the sofa this time, but stood quietly at the long table and painted.

She walked over and took a look. He drew Chinese paintings. On the rice paper, the green bamboos leaped on the paper, which was dense and dense, showing integrity.

After so many years, his basic skills turned out to be quite good.

Qu Yan walked over, thinking of the past again in a daze.

In the past, when Ji Zhuoran drew, he liked to hold her and let her paint together. Later, I saw that she really didn’t have the talent in this area. The things she wrote were always stiff and soulless, like a model drawing drawn by a triangle ruler. It's not that the painting is not good, or that the painting is not vivid, so she has no choice but to give up and let her continue to work hard in painting.

Hearing the sound of her approaching footsteps, the brush in his hand paused, and in the end he only added a little bamboo leaf to the corner of the rice paper, and then stopped.

"Why don't you continue painting?" she asked.

There are still many vacancies on the drawing paper.

"It's finished, leave it blank," he chuckled, "you forgot again."

Qu Yan was silent for a moment.

It turned out that she was not the only one who remembered, he also remembered.