Feeding Carp in Zhouning Carp Creek: The Fish Minister Who Can Bow

#2月好地方2025 "These fish are wearing golden armor!" Duoduo scattered the feed onto the stream, and hundreds of red carps rushed out. Old Chen imitated the tone of the county magistrate: "Everyone stand up~" Unexpectedly, the fish really wagged their tails in unison, making the little girl clap her hands: "They are bowing to ask for snacks!" I pointed to the Ming Dynasty stone archway and explained, "People here never fish. Look at the 'Fish Tomb' stele. Our ancestors even built tombs for dead fish!" Duoduo suddenly put his hands together in a serious manner, "The carp angels are going to heaven." Then he asked again, "Why do the fish know that we are here to feed them?" When passing through the 800-year-old Cryptomeria forest, Duoduo insisted on counting the number of fish: "1, 2, 3... Oh! The one in the flowery dress counts twice!" The old man by the stream handed over a roasted rice cake: "Girl, eat well to have the strength to be the commander of the fish." The setting sun dyed the stream water rouge, and the little girl suddenly had an idea: "How about we raise a fish that can speak 'tiger language'?"