Siheyuan: One hundred thousand dead soldiers at the beginning, the beast is numb

"Yang Ping, I will teach you how to fish later. The fish in Houhai are very clever now, so they need some tricks."

Yan Fugui sat in front of the bicycle and said while pedaling the bicycle

"OK!"

Yang Ping agreed.

He held the fishing rod and felt the cool breeze. He found that Yan Fugui's bicycle was a little unstable and felt that the bicycle would fall apart in the next moment.

Sitting on Director Lu Shuitian's bicycle did not feel like this.

"Third uncle, is there something wrong with your bicycle?"

He couldn't help but ask

"There is no problem. I found all the parts one by one and assembled the bicycle. The screws are all locked and it is very stable. Don’t worry."

Yan Fugui responded.

Yang Ping's face was full of weirdness.

He originally thought that Yan Fugui went to the respective markets to buy second-hand bicycles, but he didn't expect that he saved the parts himself.

After a brief look, he concluded that Yan Fugui should recycle them. He stood looking for parts from scrapped bicycles. The entire bicycle was old and patched with old iron sheets.

Soon, he discovered the reason why it felt like it was falling apart.

The bicycle frame and the main body of the bicycle were not of the same model. They were one big and one small. One part is high and the other is low. No matter how tight the screws are, they are not in perfect agreement, and there will be shaking. Sitting on it, it will feel like the bicycle is falling apart.

He smiled bitterly when he saw this.

However, he admired Yan Fugui in his heart.

This Even if bicycles in the era were broken, they had to be repaired and could not be sold to recycling bins casually. It was not easy for Yan Fugui to save a bicycle.

"Third uncle, how long did it take you to save a bicycle? Yang

Ping asked curiously

"Almost three years!"

Yan Fugui laughed dryly.

In fact, he shortened the time. In fact, it took five years to start saving from a screw.

In the past five years, he ran to the recycling station no less than 500 times, and there were few bicycles sold as scrap metal. Not to mention, even if you do encounter it, it will be a scrapped bicycle and it will be difficult to pick out any good parts.

"The third uncle is so awesome!"

Yang Ping admired him.

He guessed that Yan Fugui had spent more than three years, at least five years. People have vanity, and it is normal to say that the time is shorter.

I just don't know how 'Agui' has been here in the past five years. of?

"hey-hey!"

Yan Fugui laughed proudly.

In the past five years, he has always persisted in his love for bicycles based on his desire to ride a bicycle. It has nothing to do with the search for a dime. It can be said that he has no connection at all.

Houhai is a part of Shichahai. It was an ancient water body during the Yuan Dynasty seven hundred years ago. It is also the largest water body in the capital. There are many fish and even old turtles in it.

When Yang Ping and Yan Fugui came here, there were already many There are few people here, some come to fish, some come to play and relax

"It's a holiday today, so it's a bit lively here. There aren't many people there usually. We went there to fish, but there was no one there."

Yan Fugui said while pushing the bicycle.

Yang Ping looked around.

Now Houhai has not developed yet. It is a loess embankment with no buildings, overgrown with weeds, and a beautiful natural scenery.

"Why don't you go fishing there?"

He looked at an empty shore. There was only one person fishing there and no one else.

"You can't go, he is the fishing king Deng Gang, and he is very good at fishing. Anyone who goes over will provoke him and ask him to bet, otherwise he will be kicked away."

Yan Fugui looked at the man's back, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"So domineering?"

Yang Ping was surprised

"I heard that his brother was a leader and had hired a few powerful people to protect him, including the six people standing behind him."

Yan Fugui looked at the figures behind Deng Gang.

Yang Ping suddenly realized, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant. His feelings were supported by others.

"Has no one ever beaten him in fishing?"

He couldn't help but ask

"He fishes here every day and knows the fish conditions here very well. He sets the hook very accurately and is willing to spend money to make a nest with corn. Very few people can catch him better."

Yan Fugui responded.

Yang Ping nodded.

It turns out that he is a professional player and he is willing to spend money. In this era, just being willing to pay will already make him a few steps ahead of most people.

"Let's just fish here."

Yan Fugui picked a place that he thought was a geomantic treasure.

"good!"

Yang Ping didn't care, he didn't understand anyway.

The two took the pony off the bicycle, hung the newly dug earthworms on the hooks, and started fishing.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Yang Ping got nothing. , the earthworm has been on the hook without any movement.

During this period, Yan Fugui was very enthusiastic and kept teaching Yang Ping how to fish and how to make the fish easier to take the bait. There were various methods, including throwing There are ways to remove the clods.

As a result, Yan Fugui himself had no harvest and lost three earthworms.

The result was worse than that of Yang Ping.

At least Yang Ping's earthworms were still on the hook and were not bitten by the fish.

"Third uncle, do you want to continue fishing?"

Yang Ping couldn't help asking.

"You must, Yang Ping, don’t worry, you can definitely catch the fish with the method taught by the third uncle."

Yan Fugui vowed.

Yang Ping couldn't help but look at the fish pit full of clear water on the side.

This was when Yan Fugui started digging, preparing to put the caught fish in it first, and also poured clean water into it, but an hour passed. Yes, there is still only clear water inside.

"The fish may still be sleeping. When the fish wakes up, it will be easier to catch."

Yan Fugui quickly made excuses.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a splash appeared on the water. It was a big fish and several small fish swimming across the water.

Yan Fugui felt a little embarrassed when he saw this.

"Third uncle, I’m going to take a walk around. Yang

Ping put away the fishing rod and said

"OK, go ahead!"

Yan Fugui breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Yang Ping would continue talking and find no excuse to respond.

In fact, he was also wondering why there was no fish today. In the past, even if he was unlucky, there should be A small fish.

Yang Ping stood up and left. He glanced at Yan Fugui, who was still fishing and did not pay attention to him, and walked towards an old man not far away. He sensed the location of the dead men just now and found that there were dozens of dead men. They were nearby, but none of them had good fishing skills. Only this old man was a powerful master.

He thought about using the memory sharing talent to share the old man's fishing skills. At least it was more reliable than Yan Fugui's method.

"Comrade Yang!"

The old man saw him coming and took the initiative to say hello.

"Comrade Jing!"

Yang Ping responded with a smile.

Through the information, I learned that the old man's name is Jing Hongfu. He is a retired soldier. He is 72 years old. He looks strong and strong. I don't know, I thought he was in his sixties.

"Comrade Jing, I want to share your memory of fishing skills and catch a few fish to try."

Seeing no one around, he said

"No problem, with my fishing skills, you will have no problem catching turtles in Houhai."

Jing Hongfu responded.

Yang Ping didn't know how good the old turtle was, but when he heard that Jing Hongfu was very confident, he couldn't help but ask

"Are your fishing skills better than that fish king?"

"hehe!"

Jing Hongfu chuckled and said

"He only scratched the surface of my fishing skills, which is not worth mentioning."

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