The shopkeeper leaned out from behind the counter to take a look, not too surprised, and just calmly nodded: "Such a big fish is indeed rare."
Yet before Jiang Hu could feel happy, the shopkeeper shook his head.
"But, brother, fish are not a novelty these days, besides someone already brought a bucket of fish before you."
Jiang Hu was instantly in despair, but still forced a smile and nodded: "I see, sorry to bother you, shopkeeper."
At least he wasn't directly driven away, right?
Just when Jiang Hu was downcast, preparing to carry the fish back home, a little boy rushed out from inside and bumped directly into his leg, then sat down on the ground.
The little guy was chubby and adorable, just like his own little Xiaomi, immediately arousing Jiang Hu's affection.
He quickly reached out to pull the little guy up: "Are you alright, did you hurt yourself?"
