Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Zhao Shanhe was puzzled. This uncle was not much worse than Zhao Desheng. What kind of fishing skills could be worth 10 yuan? Do you think you are fishing for goldfish?

"Uncle, I just want to have some fun and kill some time. You should keep your skills for yourself and wait for someone who is destined to help you. Do you want to sell your fishing rod?"

Yan Bugui was not embarrassed when he saw that he had failed to fool Zhao Shanhe. How did he say that? As long as I am not embarrassed, whoever is embarrassed can be embarrassed.

"Just give me one dollar for the fishing rod. It comes with all the accessories. Jie Cheng, go help your brother Zhao pick out a 'good' one."

The Yan family's house was not big and everything could be seen clearly from the door, so Jie Cheng went to the corner to get a fishing rod, walked back a few steps, and handed the fishing rod directly to Zhao Shanhe.

The third uncle is still blowing the flute.

Yan Laokou

"Look at this fishing rod. I cut the bamboo myself in the mountains in the summer. The sinker is made of toothpaste skin and the float is made of valve core. It can be found anywhere.

Do you want to buy some more bait? There is nowhere to dig for earthworms in this winter."

"Thank you, Uncle San. Here's your money. I'll take the fishing rod back and study it slowly. You should also go to bed early. I'll see you later when the solution is completed."

Zhao Shanhe gave the ace salesman a dollar and turned around to walk to the backyard without any hesitation. This old man Yan was too stingy. If he kept saying this for a while, he would be brainwashed.

After returning home, I tried fishing in the house. I used my mind to take the fish out of the small world and hung them on the fishhook, then lifted the rod myself. Unless someone could see through the water, who would know that I was cheating?

Before going to bed, I took a look at the things planted in the black soil. The white corn has grown to 70 cm in height, and the peanuts are only green. The Jingxi rice changes every day after transplanting. As for the potatoes and sweet potatoes, they were the last to be planted and have already sprouted. They will be ready for harvest in another week.

It's just those few chickens that really make me scratch my head, there are just too few of them, they lay eggs slowly, hatch slowly, and grow even slower. It seems I have to go to the pigeon market when I have time. There should be chickens for sale by the end of the year, right?

The yard has been quiet for a few days since the Jia family showed off their power four days ago, but Zhao Shanhe always felt that Aunt Sun was dodging these days. He hoped that there would not be any hidden storm. Even if it really rained, let it fall on the Jia family. Anyway, Old Jia would bless them.

The next day, Zhao Shanhe pushed his cart out early in the morning to go to Shichahai. When he arrived at the front yard, he met the third uncle who had been waiting for a long time.

"Shanhe, Uncle San also wants to go fishing in Shichahai today. Although you can't take people in the back seat of your car, you can tie the fishing rod and bucket on it. Can you help me carry them over?"

This old man really won't let go of any opportunity to take advantage, but it's hard to deny such a small thing.

"Uncle, tie him up with a rope. I'll go first. You can find me when you get there. It's less than four miles away anyway."

After Old Yan tied the things to the rack at the back of the bike, Zhao Shanhe set off first. It only took seven minutes to ride to Shichahai, but it took Old Yan almost half an hour to walk there. This is the difference between having a car and not having one.

They arrived a little early, so there weren't many people fishing. Zhao Shanhe found a slightly cleaner place, locked the car, unloaded all the buckets, found a stone to make a big hole in the ice, set up his fishing rod and prepared to fish. As for the bait, he took some cornmeal and mixed it with water himself. It was just for show, so that others wouldn't notice anything wrong.

He was not in a hurry to take the fish out of the small world. He wanted to try whether he had a talent for fishing in this time and space. However, he didn't catch a single fish until Yan Bugui found him.

"Shanhe, what the Third Master said yesterday is still effective. If it doesn't work, you pay me and I'll teach you."

Yan Bugui happily picked up his bucket and fishing rod, walked to a place more than ten meters away from Zhao Shanhe and began to prepare for fishing. He did not forget to make a joke before leaving. Of course, it is possible that he really wanted to earn this money.

Maybe because it was Sunday, a lot of fishermen came in a short time. Some walked, some rode bicycles, and the most amazing one came in a jeep. However, these people were very easy-going and many of them knew each other. A few of them came to look at Zhao Shanhe's wooden barrel, and seeing that there was nothing in it, they muttered that the fishing conditions seemed to be bad today, and then went to find other places.

Zhao Shanhe thought that the time was almost up. Not only was his shooting talent poor, but his fishing talent was also terrible. After almost an hour, he had not caught a single fish. He looked around and saw that everyone nearby was concentrating on their fishing rods, so he took a fish from the small world and hung it on the hook.

Hooking a fish in the water was a completely different feeling from yesterday in the house. My hand sank and I felt like the rod was about to slip out of my hand. It was over. The fish was too big and my small body probably couldn't hold it.

Fortunately, the sound of the surging water under the ice hole was so loud that it alerted the nearby anglers. An experienced veteran quickly put down his fishing rod and came to help. Fishermen are like this. Even if they didn’t catch the fish themselves, they will be happy for a day when they see others fishing catch a big fish.

"Hold on to the fishing rod and don't let go. If you let go, it will run away."

"Don't be in a hurry to lift the rod. A fish this big needs to be lured away for a while. Wait until the fish has run out of energy before you pull up the rod."

Many people gathered around at once, talking about all sorts of things. What Zhao Shanhe could think of at this moment was that this was completely different from what was written in Tomato's novel. Didn't the novel say that you could just lift the rod and catch a big fish weighing more than ten kilograms? And you could catch dozens of them a day. He felt that his arms were a little exhausted after catching just one fish. If it was dozens of fish... the fishing rod would probably have broken long ago.

Fortunately, people were simple-minded at that time. Two old men were helping him hold the fishing rod. One of them was so busy that his hat was thrown on the ground. After more than 20 minutes, the three of them finally worked together to pull the fish to the shore.

"Oh my god, this fish is really big. I haven't seen such a big fish in a long time."

"This grass carp must be at least 15-20 pounds. No wonder the young man couldn't catch it by himself. He finally caught it today. I guess there aren't many fish like this in the whole Shichahai."

Zhao Shanhe put the fish directly on the ground. It was impossible for such a big fish to fit into his bucket. He took out a Daqianmen from his pocket and handed one to each of the two old men who helped him.

"Thank you, gentlemen. If it weren't for your help, this fish would have escaped today. Come and have a smoke."

The two old men didn't hesitate to take the cigarettes and waited for Zhao Shanhe to light them one by one with a match. After Zhao Shanhe lit the cigarette and took a puff, one of them spoke.

"Young man, I haven't seen you before. Is this your first time fishing in Shichahai? Newbies are so lucky. I, Liang, have never caught such a big fish in my life."

The other old man took two puffs of his cigarette and curled his lips at Lao Liang with a look of disgust.

"You caught it? Have you ever seen such a big grass carp? I just took a look and it must be at least 25 pounds. It must be the king of fish in Shichahai."