Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The scene of Zhang Xiuzhi jumping into the water with a knife in her mouth scared everyone.

Old man Liu on the side looked even more confused. Wasn't it fishing? Why did it change to slacking off? If you're slacking off, then just slacking off. Why are you holding a knife?

The answer is to kill the fish!

Zhang Xiuzhi dived down and disappeared in the river in an instant. When she appeared again, she was already next to the fish.

She emerged from the water like a lotus flower, stroked her bangs with one hand, stepped on the water, and half of her body appeared above the water.

Then she firmly grasped the fishing line with her left hand, lifted the fish head out of the water, took the knife in her mouth with her right hand, turned the blade upside down, and hit the fish head with it.

This blow broke the fish's head, and it also hit everyone's heart hard.

This girl... is amazing!

"What are you looking at? Pull it up and let it scatter!" Zhang Xiuzhi shouted to Zeng Wangcai who was in a daze on the shore.

I don’t know whether the fish was dead or not, but it had no strength to resist and was pulled up easily.

Zhang Xiuzhi watched the fish come ashore, then she put the knife in her mouth again, dived into the water and returned to the shore.

Only Zeng Wangcai noticed that Zhang Xiuzhi was really good at swimming. Not only was she fast, but she could also hold her breath underwater for a long time and had a good sense of direction. She could swim such a long distance in one breath and still find the target accurately.

"It's just a fish, why are you trying so hard?" Zeng Wangcai pulled up Zhang Xiuzhi, who was soaking wet, and he felt distressed.

"You have to fight hard to survive!" Zhang Xiuzhi's answer was simple but powerful.

She wrung the water out of her hair and said, "I ate it at noon, and it made me go into the water. I have to wash clothes when I get home, so I can't leave it overnight."

"Okay, you have the final say. Let's go make a fire and dry the clothes." Zeng Wangcai said, while taking off his short-sleeved shirt and putting it in front of Zhang Xiuzhi.

Although the weather was hot and wearing wet clothes was not a problem, it was still uncomfortable and, most importantly, indecent. Zhang Xiuzhi had a great figure and although the clothes she wore were not thin, they inevitably left marks after getting wet.

Just now, Zeng Wangcai, who was standing nearby, saw the two people leading the trouble.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xiuzhi was puzzled, but after seeing Zeng Wangcai's gaze, she understood, spat, and ran away with a red face.

Old Liu waited until Zhang Xiuzhi left before slowly coming over: "Wangcai, she is..."

His eyes were complicated. Zhang Xiuzhi's words just now, "You have to fight hard to survive," struck his heart. Having experienced the cruel war, he could best understand the meaning of this sentence.

On the battlefield, you have to fight hard if you want to stay alive.

Old Liu didn't expect that these words would be spoken by a little girl, and now it is a peaceful time.

"My partner is not old enough to get married yet, so we're just dating for now." Zeng Wangcai did not hide anything.

"Good, you're a good girl." Old man Liu praised her, turned and left, his back looking a little desolate.

With that move just now, Zhang Xiuzhi became famous overnight. Not to mention the fishermen, Lin Huyang and Huang Liang were all stunned, especially when Zhang Xiuzhi swung the knife.

"Yangzi, is this Wangcai's partner?" Huang Liang whispered. It didn't sound like a question, but more like an exclamation.

Lin Huyang smiled bitterly: "Wangcai said yes, she was good at fighting, and that it would be no problem for her to beat two or three of us. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do."

"Then Wangcai will have a hard time in the future."

"Bah, he deserves it, he asked for it... But I would do it too, I'm good looking and have the right temper..."

"So...what's the most important thing when looking for a partner like this?"

"I think... it should be able to withstand beatings."

The two of them were quarreling with Zeng Wangcai, Xiaohu continued fishing, and Xiaobao was helping to make a new fishing rod.

Zeng Wangcai walked to the dug pit, took out matches and made a fire in advance, and burned a bonfire.

"Xiuzhi, come and warm yourself by the fire. The sun isn't very strong now, so be careful not to catch a cold when the river breeze blows." Zeng Wangcai called out.

"Oh!" This time Zhang Xiuzhi was very docile. She moved over and sat on a stone. Zeng Wangcai's clothes were draped over her chest and she never took them off.

"Don't go fishing when your body is almost dry. Kill the chickens instead." Zeng Wangcai lifted the bag containing two pheasants. "If I let you go fishing again, you might jump into the river again."

"I don't like fishing. It's troublesome." Zhang Xiuzhi muttered, and then said, "This river is too big. I have no choice but to fish. I'll fish in the afternoon. I promise I won't jump."

Zeng Wangcai agreed immediately and went back to fish.

As time passed, some people fishing by the river caught something, while others caught nothing.

Old man Liu caught two fish, a crucian carp weighing more than one kilogram, and a silver carp weighing three or four kilograms. Zeng Wangcai had learned his lesson and did not go after big fish weighing more than ten kilograms. Instead, he picked fish weighing five or six kilograms, or at most seven or eight kilograms. Not only did it take less effort, but it also did not make much noise.

Zeng Wangcai stopped fishing from time to time, visited his brothers, touched their fishing rods, and caught a fish.

They were catching fish quietly, which made Fatty Zheng numb.

"Commander, I counted. In less than two hours, they caught more than 20 big fish, all weighing over 5 or 6 kilograms. This doesn't include the yellow catfish, crucian carp and the like." Fat Zheng couldn't help but report Zeng Wangcai and his team's results to Old Man Liu.

He was right. In less than two hours, Zeng Wangcai's fishing team had harvested more than 100 kilograms of fish, half of the output from last Sunday.

Old Liu didn't need Fatty Zheng to remind him, he had been paying attention to Zeng Wangcai's team.

"Now you know it's worth the trip, right?" Old Man Liu said with emotion, "You should get along well with him. If he can catch so many fish every week, he will not only sell them all to you, but even let you purchase 100 or 200 kilograms, which will be a great supplement for your canteen."

"You are right, I will definitely treat you well!" Fat Zheng promised.

"But you are not allowed to do anything that violates the principles." Old Man Liu reminded, "This loophole cannot be opened. You can discuss with your leader and set a price within the permitted range and give people a more generous reward."

This put Fatty Zheng in a difficult position. He didn't know Zeng Wangcai, but he knew the current market conditions in the black market and the pigeon market. As long as it was food-related, it would not be cheaper than at the purchasing station.

As if sensing Fatty Zheng's concerns, Old Man Liu said, "Don't worry, I think Comrade Wangcai is a conscious person. If you talk to him, he won't let you go empty-handed. This is all I can do. Any more would be inappropriate."

Fat Zheng understood that if he was not in charge of procurement at Peking University, if his leader was not on good terms with this person, he would not have this opportunity. Such a high-ranking leader would not even need to pay attention to him.

To be honest, after verifying Zeng Wangcai's fishing ability again, Old Man Liu felt very conflicted. On the one hand, he didn't understand why Zeng Wangcai was so good at fishing, which was very abnormal. Another conflict was about Zeng Wangcai's job.

If Zeng Wangcai could lead people to catch so many fish every time, why would he still be writing in the steel mill? He should just become a full-time fisherman.

Fortunately, Old Man Liu is a reasonable man. He just kept this idea in mind and did not turn it into actual action.

Another two hours passed, and the sun was almost overhead. Zeng Wangcai and his friends had harvested nearly three hundred kilograms of fish. By this time, Zhang Xiuzhi had already killed the big grass carp, skewered it, and roasted it over the fire. The aroma of the roasted fish wafted in the wind.