Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zhang Xiuzhi screamed "Ah" and quickly lifted the pole. Her scream was not that of a whimpering sound, as there were probably no girls who could scream like that at that time. She was not expressing surprise, but rather exerting strength.

That's right, the kind that requires exerting force and making a sound while exhaling. I don't know how her not-so-strong arms could have so much strength that she bent the bamboo pole into a bow in almost an instant.

To be honest, Zhang Xiuzhi's family was poor, and she suffered a lot when learning martial arts at home. In her spare time, she went hunting to supplement the family income. Going up the mountains and swimming in the water was a common thing for her, but she didn't know how to fish. Fishing was troublesome and tool-intensive for her, and it was far less enjoyable than going into the water with tools woven from bamboo.

She learned all the knowledge about fishing from Zeng Wangcai last Sunday, but Zeng Wangcai himself was only a half-baked fisherman, so how could he possibly teach a good student?

So she used almost all her strength when she exerted force, for fear that the fish would escape.

"Oh, this fish is big, at least ten kilograms..." Old man Liu was alarmed. Without caring about the group's luck, he dropped his fishing rod and ran over.

At the same time, Fat Zheng was enjoying watching others fishing. When he heard the noise, he looked over and was startled. Damn, the bamboo pole is bent like this, how big must the fish be?

In fact, those who judge the size of fish based on the degree of bending of a bamboo pole are all amateurs. Fat Zheng is also an amateur, but this does not stop him from cheering.

"I caught a fish, I caught a fish, big guy, hehe..." Fat Zheng ran back happily, as if he had caught a big fish himself.

At this time the light was good, the air was fresh, and one could see very far. Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi were making such a big noise that almost everyone who could see them, whether next to them or opposite them, focused their attention.

They will not give up until they see Zeng Wangcai and his men pull the fish up.

This is like those people who watch videos in later generations. They have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Whether they are watching videos of catching fish or watching videos of nets being set, they want to see the final result. If they can't see it, they will feel annoyed for a long time, and may even report it...

"Pull it slowly, slowly, you have to walk it, and pull it up when it runs out of strength..." The old man Liu who ran over was heart in his throat, he couldn't use brute force...

The bamboo pole was already creaking, but Zhang Xiuzhi didn't seem to realize it. She had only one thought in her mind: the big fish must not escape. She held the bamboo pole with both hands, one above and one below, and exerted all her strength to pull it back.

Fish walking?

Sorry, Zhang Xiuzhi can’t!

Zeng Wangcai had thought before that since so many people had come, which was time-consuming, laborious and costly, it was reasonable for the output to double. Just as my brother had caught a small fish before, and now he had caught a big fish, it was reasonable.

So, he picked a big grass carp in the space, which was estimated to weigh at least ten kilograms.

But he underestimated the strength of the fish in the water, which could definitely pull away an adult.

Seeing that Zhang Xiuzhi was unable to pull the fish up, he hurried forward to help, pulling the fishing rod up.

"Don't lift it, Wangcai, don't lift it, let it go. Oh my God, if the rod breaks, it's all over." Old man Liu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't look like a leader at all, but just an ordinary fisherman.

"How to let it go? I can't let it go..." Zeng Wangcai shouted hoarsely. If he didn't do it, he wouldn't know that this fish was struggling harder than all the fish last week. Fortunately, it was Zhang Xiuzhi who did it. If it was someone else, it would have been dragged into the water.

It's okay if you fall into the water, since you can swim and it's summer. It's no big deal if the fishing rod breaks, and it's okay if the fish runs away. If the fishing line and fish hook are gone, there's one less fishing spot.

"Don't pull it anymore. Loosen the pole head slowly. That's right. Just like that." Old man Liu commanded calmly, "Hey, loosen the pole slowly. That's right. Pull it again and lift it up..."

After commanding for only a few minutes, Old Man Liu lost his composure. He felt that this was more tiring than commanding a battle. Why couldn't these two kids reason with him?

In fact, it’s not that Zeng Wangcai couldn’t make sense, but it’s a problem on Zhang Xiuzhi’s side, or rather a problem of coordination between the two of them. They can’t cooperate together.

After less than two minutes of fiddling, Zeng Wangcai's patience was worn out. Damn, this is too tiring.

Just when the two men relaxed, the fish suddenly began to struggle violently, pulling the fishing line, jumping out of the water and then re-entering the water, swimming desperately towards the deep water. Zeng Wangcai was not prepared and was staggered.

Now the fishermen could see clearly that there was a big fish weighing at least ten kilograms caught in the net.

What is this concept?

The purchasing station charges at least 50 cents, and if you take it to the black market, it’s a no-brainer if it’s less than one dollar. A single fish costs five or ten dollars, which is equivalent to half a month’s salary.

Everyone was excited. They knew that fish could be caught in the river, but they didn’t expect someone could catch such a big fish in front of them. If others could do it, why couldn’t they?

So, some people put down their clubs, while others continued to watch without giving up.

"Let go, I can do it alone!" Zhang Xiuzhi's temper flared up. Fishing, an activity that requires patience, is not suitable for her.

"Don't worry, I won't pull you into the water." Zeng Wangcai disagreed.

The other brothers, Lin Huyang, Huang Liang, and the Hubao brothers were unable to help and could only worry like Old Man Liu.

why?

If you go up to help, you have to get close to Zhang Xiuzhi. It doesn't matter if Zeng Wangcai gets close to her, he has a status, so what's the point of you going up there?

"As soon as it falls into the water, I will pull it out and kill it!" Zhang Xiuzhi said murderously.

Zeng Wangcai was speechless. He helped Zhang Xiuzhi to lift the fishing rod again and backed away. The fish, which was still wild, seemed tired and allowed Zeng Wangcai and the others to pull it to the shore.

"Come up quickly, Xiao Zheng, go get my fishing net. Hurry up and use the net when you get close to the river." Old Man Liu stared at the river surface nervously and directed Fatty Zheng.

Fat Zheng let out two "ohs" and hurried to get the scoop net.

Xiaohu and Xiaobao were waiting on the shore, one of them holding a piece of firewood and the other holding a knife. They guessed that the fish had reached the shore and there was no time to use the scoop net, so one of them dived in and the fish was gone.

The people on the shore were ready for action. Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi gradually became better at cooperating with each other. They retreated step by step to the river bank and pulled the fish towards the river.

The fish seemed to realize that death was approaching, and suddenly made a dying struggle, bursting out with its last bit of strength to counterattack.

Click!

The fishing rod that had held on for so long finally couldn't bear the weight... and broke.

"Oh, what a pity!"

"It's a pity that we caught such a big fish and the fishing rod broke."

"Hey, let's just go for the small fish, the big fish are not lucky enough..."

Everyone around sighed.

Once the fishing rod broke, the balance of power was disrupted. Zeng Wangcai fell to the ground with a thud, and the rod was out of his hands. However, Zhang Xiuzhi kept her steps steady and held the rod. Although it was pulled back and broken by the fish, it did not slip out of her hands.

The advantage of using a fully natural bamboo pole as a fishing rod is reflected. Although it is broken, it is still connected.

Zeng Wangcai got up and hurried over to help Zhang Xiuzhi hold the fishing rod.

"Hold it tight and don't let go!" Zhang Xiuzhi instructed Zeng Wangcai. After that, she was still worried, so she called Xiaobao, who was holding the knife, over and asked them to hold it together before she let go.

Then, the angry Zhang Xiuzhi snatched the kitchen knife from Xiaobao's hand, held it in her mouth, ran two steps and jumped into the river...