Fu Lei's city was not extraordinarily outstanding, yet it was properly arranged.
Camps and cottages were available, and the entire city was filled with a faint smell of fish.
In front of the warehouse, one could see all kinds of fish of different sizes lying on the drying racks.
"You have a rich yield of fish here," Fang Hao remarked as he toured around.
"There is a freshwater lake near the territory, and I happened to obtain the blueprint for a fishing field. Hence, I feed my subordinates by running this fishing field," Fu Lei said with an embarrassed smile.
He had thought his development plan was indeed a good one.
But compared to Fang Hao, he felt ashamed with the way he had run his things.
"Show me that lake," said Fang Hao.
"Oh, ok."
They just entered the city and then walked out again within a short time. After walking for about twenty minutes, they saw a large lake.
Fu Lei had arranged for many militiamen and farmers here to operate the fishing field.
