I just want to fish in peace

Chapter 146
At eight o'clock in the evening, Xiangfu TV Station, the star enters the village, starts broadcasting.

"The young and invincible girl, Yuan Ziqi, the popular little queen, is so beautiful."

"It's so miserable. After fishing for more than two hours, we, Qiqi, only caught three small fish."

"The beauty next to Qiqi is my favorite."

"That family is too rich. A pickup truck, an off-road vehicle, a top RV, and a boat. People in the countryside are so rich? Just a car and a boat can make many elites struggle for a lifetime gone."

"That house is so well built, just looking at the outside, it costs several million."

"Why is Teacher Fang doing this? A catty of fish sells for 10 yuan, and he still has the face to collect money?"

"Our Qiqi has donated several million. Looking at the fish that is not good, and charging our Qiqi 10 yuan a catty, doesn't his heart hurt?"

After watching the celebrity entering the village program, many people on the Internet accused Fang Yuan of being blind to money.

"A fish that costs 10 yuan a catty? The saury in Qinghe can sell for about [-] yuan per tael. The bigger the saury, the more expensive it is. Pretty much knifefish."

"Our Master Fang has donated at least several billion. He didn't say anything. Isn't it just 10 yuan a catty of fish? It's not our Master Fang who buys and sells. He is willing to spend money to buy it. You can blame us. Master?"

"Didn't Yuan Ziqi say that the fish was the best fish she had ever eaten?"

"I also want to taste the 10 yuan a catty fish from Master Fang's house."

"Fang is so rich, has he ever paid taxes?"

"Teacher Fang's taxes must be more than your salary combined."

"If you donate only [-] yuan every month, you don't have to pay taxes. No matter how much money you donate, as long as the remaining amount exceeds [-] yuan, you will have to pay taxes according to the proportion. The person with the surname Fang must be evading taxes."

"The aid project of the Third Military Hospital in Southeast Prefecture was established by Teacher Fang. If you don't want to be too poor to see a doctor in the future, don't speak ill of Teacher Fang on the Internet."

"No one can blackmail our Teacher Fang except solar black."

"What are you talking about, Teacher Fang?"

"A legend in the fishing world, the domestic fishing king, and the world fishing champion."

Yuan Ziqi's fans and Fang Yuan's fans attacked each other online.

Fangyuan fans, some like his singing, some like his fishing, and some are grateful to him for setting up a relief fund.

Yuan Ziqi has more than 1000 million fans, and the scattered fans in the surrounding area add up to at least 3000 million.

The three-to-one scolding battle didn't last long before it ended without a problem.

It was just a trivial matter, Fang Yuan clearly marked the price, and Yuan Ziqi was willing to spend money, so no one could control it.

After struggling for more than two hours, Fang Yuan felt comfortable all over, picked up his wife by the waist, and went to take a hot bath again.

They hugged and slept until dawn, went downstairs to have breakfast, and drove out to fish.

"Honey, I want to find something to do." Mu Xueying said.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Fishing every day, I have nothing to do." Mu Xueying frowned slightly.

"Whatever you want, I will support you." Fang Yuan smiled.

"I haven't thought it through yet." Mu Xueying looked blank.

"How about we build a few gas stations and you manage them?" Fang Yuan suggested.

An industry with too much technical content will inevitably attract spies.

Gas stations are different. There are so many gas stations in the country, and there are not many spies going to them to make trouble.

In the past few years, in addition to gas stations with three barrels of oil, there are also large and small private gas stations.

The burning garden of [-] mu will be able to produce [-] cubic meters of fuel oil per day in a few months.

The fuel produced by the fuel tree is purer and more resistant to burning than gasoline and diesel, and provides stronger power.

Things like buying land and going through formalities can be handed over to Zhang Dajun.

Chen Yong can solve the matter of building a gas station.

For the transportation of fuel, some special vehicles are produced by ourselves, and the liquid metal robot is responsible for the transportation, which is enough to ensure safety.

He has the right to make miniature reactors, all kinds of weaponry, not to mention a few cars.

A lot of technology was given away for free, and Fang Yuan got a lot of privileges.

"The oil at domestic private gas stations is bought from three barrels of oil. Do you know someone who works at three barrels of oil?" Mu Xueying asked.

"I don't know anyone with three barrels of oil, I have a burning garden." Fang Yuan said.

"Okay, then let's get a few gas stations." Mu Xueying nodded.

Fang Yuan asked Cang Qiong to choose a location in Southeast Mansion, then took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Dajun.

A gas station refuels [-] off-road vehicles every day, and only [-] cubic meters of fuel can be used.

The fuel tank capacity of the off-road vehicle is only about [-] liters.

One cubic meter is equal to one thousand liters, and one cubic meter of fuel can fill up twenty off-road vehicles.

Even if one gas station consumes [-] cubic meters of fuel every day, it would take [-] gas stations to consume the daily output of the fuel garden. Fangyuan plans to build [-] car gas stations first.

One gas station covers an area of ​​five acres, which is more than enough, and twenty gas stations only need one hundred acres of land.

Ignoring the matter of the gas station, Fang Yuan drove the car to a dark pit.

The fishing fee is [-] yuan per person, from [-] am to [-] pm, the return fish is [-] yuan per catty, and the pole limit is [-] meters.

After paying the fishing fee and drawing the fishing spot, Fangyuan prepared some crucian carp killing bait.

He gave half of the bait to his wife, and at eight o'clock, he used a lead belt to loosen the foam and make nests.

A growable black black fishing rod with the ability to transform.

Within 5 minutes of starting fishing, Fangyuan kept fishing.

Noticing that the Heixuan fishing rod was getting stronger slowly and continuously, Fang Yuan was secretly delighted.

For fishermen, the Heixuan fishing rod is no different from an artifact.

The feel of the black black fishing rod is super good, and there is very little feeling of continuous rod.

Immersed in fishing, I became the envy of fishing friends around me.

After more than two hours of fishing, Fang Yuan and Mu Xueying, who successfully landed, asked the boss to refund the fishing fee, and drove further and further away.

The unexpected joy of wild fishing can make people happy, and the constant rods in the black pit can also make people happy.

A few days later, Fang Yuan went to sign the contract, paid the money, and won the land for the gas station.

Twenty lands, five acres each, a total of one hundred acres of land, spent 5000 million.

Let Cang Qiong design the gas station, and then ask Chen Yong to construct it according to the drawings.

"The tank truck pulls [-] cubic meters of fuel each time, and [-] fuel trucks are enough."

"The machinery and equipment of the gas station, as well as the oil tanker, are directly processed with special abilities."

In the dead of night, Fangyuan teleported to Ranyuan, took out various materials, and used supernatural powers to make fuel vehicles.

"Twenty fuel vehicles are settled. Even if Zhang Dajun and the others ask, they directly say that they were produced at the bottom of the sea. As for the others? Do I need to bother? Zhou Xuefeng will have to worry about the license plate."

After checking for leaks and making up for vacancies, Fangyuan made another 100 oil storage tanks.

A gas station has five oil storage tanks, each with a capacity of 128 cubic meters.

"The strength of the oil storage tank is so high that even armor-piercing rockets can't penetrate it, so it looks very safe."

After finishing the fuel truck, refueling equipment, and oil storage tank, Fangyuan teleported back to the room.

Chen Yong brought people and equipment and started to build a gas station.

Build reinforced concrete pits one by one, and put oil storage tanks one by one.

The oil storage tank is over eight meters long, and over four meters wide and high.

Five oil storage tanks are buried in each gas station, and a gas station can store more than 600 cubic meters of fuel.

At the same time, Mu Xueying began to recruit and train employees.

A gas station has three employees, mainly responsible for the small supermarket of the gas station.

Pre-filling fee, a deposit of [-], scan the QR code to refuel.

In less than half a month, twenty gas stations were built.

The small supermarket is a prefabricated house, and the project volume of the gas station is not large.

(End of this chapter)