Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 128 127 Fishing
As mentioned earlier, there is a river north of the zoo called "Changhe".

The long river meanders eastward, and after turning two bends, its name becomes "Zhuanhe".

The river is not long, and there is a lake downstream called "Taiping Lake". This lake is relatively famous. It was filled in in the middle of the decade, but the name of the lake has always existed as a place name.

The water from Zhuanhe River flows into Jishuitan through the moat. The water from Jishuitan flows to the southeast into Shichahai. To the south of Shichahai is Beihai and other seas...

Therefore, as Jishuitan went upstream, the water quality was still guaranteed, and Tang Zhitong wanted to try his luck.

When fishing, you need to make a nest in advance, and you must also follow this step to catch fish.

It is a crime to waste food these days, so Tang Zhitong plans to use something else.

The family ate rabbit meat several times a while ago, and Zhang Guifang collected the bones and dried them in the sun, preparing to sell them as scrap. The price was not high, six or seven cents a pound.

Tang Zhitong told Zhang Guifang, picked a slightly complete and larger bone, put it on the stove cover and put it on the stove. Even if there is no meat, the aroma will slowly spread out as the temperature rises.

"Mom, I want to catch fish with my brother." Tang Fengzhi sniffed her nose, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said coquettishly to Zhang Guifang.

"No! Have you forgotten how the mistress of the Wang family in the south died? He was drowned. Your brother has no time to watch you while fishing." Zhang Guifang shook her head and refused, her attitude was very firm and there was no room for negotiation.

"If I don't go into the river, can I let my sister...sister-in-law watch over me?" Tang Fengzhi also wanted to fight for it. This season, the boys in the school have begun to fish for fish and shrimp, often showing off during class, Fengzhi is not surprised. Playing, mainly out of curiosity, but also wanting to eat.

"Your sister-in-law is not feeling well. If she can't, I'll just stay at home and do my homework." Zhang Guifang still shook her head.

"Okay." Tang Fengzhi said dejectedly.

"Hurry up and do your homework. I will check it later. If everything is correct, I will take you two to the bookstore to buy books." Wang Jingwen touched her sister-in-law's head and promised gently.

"Okay!" Tang Fengzhi jumped three feet high and immediately pulled her sister to do her homework.

For children from poor families, buying books is a very luxurious thing.There are not many children's books now. There are semi-monthly and monthly magazines, and then there are comic books, also called comic books, which are palm-sized and cost seven or eight cents a book.

If anyone has a set of comic strips, it is definitely a very prestigious thing and can be shown off for several years.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money to buy it. You can rent it for two cents per day.In order to read more books, many children who were close to each other made an appointment to rent them together. They picked up comics that could be connected and rented them, and each of them rented a copy.So, on this day, each child only spent two cents and read several books.

Seeing the happy expressions of her two daughters, Zhang Guifang felt anxious.In his early years, his family was in trouble. Although his children liked reading, they had no money to buy them, so Tang Zhitong went to second-hand bookstalls to read books.

Tang Zhitong really went to read the book, not to fool Wang Jingwen, but what he read was somewhat different from what he told her...

"Jingwen, how much do you want to spend on them? I'll give it to you when you get back." Zhang Guifang did not object and turned to explain to her daughter-in-law.

"Mom, I still have this little money, you don't have to give it to me." Wang Jingwen had no intention of collecting money. Tang Zhitong was thinking about buying a bicycle for his sister, and it was natural and natural for him to buy books for his sister-in-law.

"I'm going to catch fish. It's a bit far. Don't wait for me to eat at noon." Tang Zhitong roasted the bones and swept them into the wicker basket, preparing to catch them. Not every family has a fishing net. It is not heavy, but the price not cheap.

"Aren't you going to Tonghui River? Why is it still far away?" Although Zhang Guifang asked, her men did not stop. They found a cloth bag and packed dry food and pickles for their son.

"The Tonghui River is too dirty. I'll go to Shichahai to have a look." Tang Zhitong explained briefly, took the dry food prepared by his mother, touched Xiao Wang's head, and went out.After the Spring Festival, it snowed and rained. The precipitation was less than in previous years, and the signs of spring drought were quite obvious.

There are many farmlands along the Zhuan River, but there are not many people.

Tang Zhitong found a deserted place, put his bicycle into the space, then took out a wicker basket and roasted bones from the space, took off his shoes and socks (put them in the space), rolled up his trouser legs, and entered the river.

In early spring, there are no leeches in the river, let alone glass stubble and other messy things, so you can enter it at will.

The flow of the river is not fast, but the water is a bit cold. If you leave it to Lao Qian, he might climb ashore...

Tang Zhitong stood facing downstream, put a few bones in the basket, and then slowly put the basket into the river water, and a few oil flowers floated on the water and slowly spread out...

The next step is to stay still and wait for the fish to smell it and come to you.

The water in the Zhuan River is very clear, and Tang Zhitong can see the small fish swimming over looking for the scent while standing.

Maybe the fish didn't have anything to eat, but within two or three minutes, twenty or thirty small fish gathered.These river fish have not been educated on various baits and fish hooks, and they are rushing to get into the bamboo basket...

People died for wealth and birds died for food. Tang Zhitong did not give them a chance to become fish again. Some of them were taken into the space before they even tasted the bones...

Standing here waiting for the fish to take the bait reminds Tang Zhitong of the days when he and his friends used to catch fish together.Life was much richer at that time, and catching fish was just for fun.

Some were carrying cans and bottles, and some were carrying small buckets. Small fish, shrimps, and crabs were all targets for collection.

Later, catching them one by one could no longer satisfy the friends' desire for fun, so everyone discussed and started to build a dam in the creek.

The idea is beautiful, but nature is very realistic.A group of little guys with very good skills will naturally not be able to build a mud dam that can stop fish, and they will be washed away in a few minutes.

After several attempts, I didn't catch many fish, and my body was covered with stream water and mud...

Hey, thinking of this, Tang Zhitong slapped his forehead, now he can use the space to build a small dam!

Just do it, there is still construction waste in the space that I didn't have time to put away yesterday.Tang Zhitong chose a relatively open place and put construction waste out of the space. The small stone dam quickly began to take shape, but the water leakage was also serious.

So, Tang Zhitong used the space to collect a lot of river mud, the dark kind, and spread it bit by bit to the inside of the small dam, sealing the gaps tightly, leaving only an outlet in the middle of the small dam, and then moved the basket sideways inside. Pause, sit back and wait to collect the fish.

With this, Tang Zhitong's fishing efficiency suddenly improved. The small fish burrowed into the wicker basket as if they were free. When they realized something was wrong, it was already too late to run away. The current was force majeure for their small bodies.

The joy of being a fisherman is very simple, but people who don’t work may not realize it.

Tang Zhitong stood in front of the small dam and made a simple lunch, greedily collecting fish into the space.There are mostly small miscellaneous fish, which are only as thick as a finger or even smaller; there are only a few semi-large fish, not much bigger than Tang Zhitong’s palm; and there is not a single big fish...

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(End of this chapter)