On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, a few hired workers returned early in the morning.
Jiang Hu gave each one a red envelope, not much, just twenty coins, but it was enough to make them happy for a long time.
Since the third day, Yang Shulin's brother-in-law would drive a bullock cart every afternoon, bringing five or six buckets of small fish each time.
These fish he couldn't sell on regular days and would basically throw back into the lake. Now, being able to sell them to Jiang Hu and earn an extra amount made him happy, even if the price was a bit low.
The water level in the fish pond was slowly rising. Every few days, Xiao Mi would go and add some Spiritual Spring water. She dared not add too much at once, for fear of being discovered, and also because it would make her uncomfortable.
However, the great advantage of this fish pond was that the water didn't drain away too quickly; it would only seep slowly from below, losing very gradually.
