These pale gold powder lees are the useless dregs after wine brewing, now they are perfect for feeding the spiritual carp.
"Ever since the Island Master arrived, life on the island has become better year by year. We have spirit fish, and also a Third Grade spirit field. Not only do I get to eat golden corn every day, but even the spirit fish in the lake benefit from the Island Master's fortune, soon there might be Second-Order spirit fish. I truly hope life will continue like this for a long time; perhaps one day, even old Han will have his Foundation Establishment..."
The old fisherman sprinkled the lees, his face full of hope and joy.
Buzz buzz!
At this moment, a low hum suddenly came from the sky, and all the spiritual carp seemed frightened, darting into the lake and vanishing instantly.
