Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

There is no swimming on the other side today, it is very quiet.

Compared with the quietness on Maozi's side, Huaguo's side is much more lively.

There are not only winter catchers on the river, but also fish vendors and a group of half-sized men like Wan Feng who buy fish here for sightseeing.

Fishing in winter sounds mysterious but actually has no technical content. Normally, the ice surface of Longjiang River is between one side and one and a half meters thick. The hole can be lowered into the river water under the ice.

Sound very simple?

Whether the ice holes are five meters or ten meters apart depends on the length of the lower net pole you bring.

If the lower net pole you bring is only five meters long, then the net cannot be carried if the distance between the ice holes is six meters. It is best that the distance between the ice holes is less than the length of the lower net pole.

After the ice hole is finished, tie the pull line of the fishing net to the lower net rod and go down the ice hole, then adjust the lower net rod to the next ice hole, and then use the pull wire to pull the fishing net from under the ice, so that By analogy, a net just goes down under the ice layer.

It is much easier to pull the net, just pull the net out from the fish outlet.

These are usually small pieces of fishing nets. If it is a large net with a length of hundreds of meters, it will require external force, and it cannot be pulled out by humans.

If you are lucky enough to hit the ice hole on the fish, the moment the ice hole is pierced, a gust of water will surge up, and this gust of water will draw many fish up.

However, the probability of such a thing is not high.

Wan Feng led a group of half-sized children laughing and walking along the river to those fishermen.

Even if the surface of the river is uneven, it is still full of snow, not even slippery.

This group of people came to the area where those people were captured in winter.

Chapter 649 The Head Is Stimulated

In addition to the fishers on the river, there are also some fishmongers from the county town, probably three or four.

These fishmongers send fish to restaurants in the county town or go to the farmer's market to squat in the market.

Compared with when Wan Feng saw them in the summer of [-], these fishmongers had changed from shotguns to happy motorcycles from tractors.

The three green happy motorcycles parked on the ice are proof of this.

Wan Feng glanced at the two semicircular tin boxes slung behind a motorcycle.

There is at least half a box of fish in the iron box.

They are all the specialties of Longjiang, and they are quite complete in variety.

It seems that today's winter catchers have had a good harvest, and they have harvested so many fish just after nine o'clock in the morning.

"Don't be blind, children stay away." A man dressed like a bear yelled at Wan Feng not far away.

This person is probably the owner of this motorcycle. He is so stingy, and there are a lot of things to see, as if I can snatch it.

Wan Feng got off the motorcycle and walked towards a fisherman who was pulling a net.

As the fishing net was pulled out from under the ice bit by bit, the scales on the net began to shine.

"This carp is not small! There are Qili captives!" Several fishermen looked very excited.

When Wan Feng heard that Qilifuzi sped up and ran over, he still remembered the smell of Qilifuzi.

"I bought this net." Wan Feng shouted when he was still more than ten meters away from the fisherman.

"Sell it to you? We've bagged the fish on the river today." The bear just now shouted as he ran this way.

This fisherman used a small trawl net that was 30 to [-] meters long, and three people dragged it out.

There were a lot of fish in this net, estimated to be tens of catties, and there were more than ten catties of carp in it, and some small miscellaneous fish.

"Uncle, sell this net of fish to me, and I'll give you twenty-five cents if the pot is rotten."

Now the fish market is still stable at about [-] cents, and the fish in winter can be more expensive at only [-] cents. Wan Feng's [-] cents is a high line.

A group of fifteen or sixteen children came to buy fish, which was a bit beyond the expectations of the fishermen.

Let alone children buying fish on weekdays, even adults rarely buy fish, and they are all taken away by these vendors.

"The fish on the river are all ours now, and the children are playing with them." The bear trader wearing a dog fur hat ran over and quickly declared his sovereignty.

"Bragging, Longjiang is so big, it's all yours?" Wan Jun asked behind Wan Feng.

"Everywhere you can see is ours now."

"Old Maozi is also yours?" Wan Feng argued with the bear fishmonger.

There are also a few people fishing on Maozi's side, and they can clearly see that they are soldiers.

"You son of a bitch, aren't you arguing?"

Wan Jun was pulled over by Wan Feng. The fish seller was a fisherman, so he couldn't compete with fishmongers.

"Uncle, how is it? The price I gave is not low, I buy it back and save it for the Chinese New Year."

"This won't do, we've got all these fish."

Fishermen also want to sell to Wan Feng, these fishmongers only pay seventy cents for a bad pot, but the price Wan Feng offered can be sold for four or five yuan more.

However, the fisherman thought about it and rejected Wan Feng's suggestion: "Boy, our fish is indeed sold to these traders, and you can only discuss with them if you want to buy it."

Even if the price Wan Feng offered was high, compared to the traders, Wan Feng was just a temporary fish buyer, and he didn’t know when he would come again after buying this time, so the traders still had a long-term view.

Wan Feng naturally understood this truth, and turned his head to the vendor without hesitation: "Brother, it's still the same price, how about you resell the fish to me?"

"Do not sell!"

"Brother, I just buy it back and keep it for the family to eat during the Chinese New Year. It doesn't conflict with your business. Who do you sell to? If you think it's less, I'll add another five points, so you can earn eight or nine if you don't stick to your hands." Yuan, I think you can think about it."

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, don't sell it for any amount of money, get out of here, and don't delay my collection of fish here."

Is this peddler's wife stealing someone or eating gunpowder? Isn't the benevolence and righteousness still there if the business fails?

"Brother, as the saying goes, it's hard to get along with anyone and not with money. You can make a price to see how much you can sell this net fish."

Wan Feng really liked this fish in the net. There were six or seven seven-mile floaters in the net and a lot of ox tails. They were all good fish. As for the two carps, they were nothing compared to these yellow fish. It's over.

With this net of fish, you don’t have to worry about eating fish during the Chinese New Year.

"I won't sell it, and I won't sell it for a dollar or a catty." The bear trader said in a non-negotiable tone.

Wan Feng was sure that this guy's head must have been stimulated by something.