Yi Shaofeng had never felt that the night was so long. It's good for the two young people to sit there and brag and fart when they have nothing to do, and the question of which girl has the longest hair in the class, the two had an in-depth exchange for nearly an hour. There is no mobile phone, no Internet, no novels, so I can pass the time by bringing this first-grade Chinese to read it earlier.

Cousin Lei was still a little more careful in the end, ran to the grain field in front of the village, drew some dry straw from the middle of the haystack, and came back and spread it on the gate bridge, so that he could lie down and rest for a while. The two sat on either side of him to prevent him from rolling down the river.

Two groups of people came in the middle, and when they saw someone keeping vigil, they left with interest. When the sky was light, the two woke him up and began to block the dam with shovels, about 20 meters at a time, and they could catch fish by draining it.

Although the others got up, it was as if the soul had not returned, and they stood there nodding their heads constantly. Dad, my uncle, and my second uncle came together and brought breakfast. Smell the aroma of the food, completely rejuvenate, a piece of pickled melon into the mouth, the salty aroma and crispness of the melon, just the porridge, delicious.

As the amount of water decreases, the fish begin to splash constantly. Throwing away your shoes and going down to catch fish, catching fish is sometimes more enjoyable than eating fish. The three adults helped pump the water for a while, and then stopped care. It's the peak farming season, and there's still a lot of work in the fields.

It was almost time for lunch, and the three of them were busy. Looking at the footbasin and the fish filled with the barrel I carried with me, I felt a sense of accomplishment.

When Cousin Zhuzi arrived home, he was ready to divide the fish, but he stopped him. Let the two of them each bring two fish about a catty, go home and burn them to eat, and the other fish are in the small ditch on the left side of the house, and they are raised with some water. Telling the two that they would be taken to the city tomorrow to be sold, and that they would come back and share the money when they were done, they heard that they had pocket money, and were about to throw the fish they were screwing into the ditch, but he stopped them.

The weather is good today, and the army of scorpion catchers has reappeared in the evening.

Early in the morning, Cousin Pillar came, bringing several large, cleaned bags of fertilizer liners. He took out a few jars of oxygen collected yesterday by the catheter exhaust method (this method was used in the early days of fish fry trafficking at home, but he forgot how to obtain oxygen, so it was written according to the method taught by Du Niang), first filled the bag with two-thirds of water, and then evenly packed the fish into the bag.

Anyway, I saw people do this in the early days, and I don't know if it will work, if it doesn't work, these fish are estimated to have to be thrown away, and it will be a big loss. Yesterday, my father and my uncle both suggested that the fish should be killed and salted, so that they could sell dried fish, apparently they did not know that the profit was maximized, and the dried fish could only be sold for more than 1 yuan for a pound of fish.

The pillar cousin brought the old cow, put on the cart, and spread a layer of sheets on it, for this sheet, I was almost beaten by my mother K yesterday. gave all his pocket money to his mother to survive. Make sure you don't scratch the bag before loading it into the truck. When the father and the two saw that there was an ox cart, they didn't tie the rope anymore, and put the burden on the cart together, and he loudly reminded him not to scratch the bag.

Until you put yourself in the car, everything is ready and you start to go. When I got to town, it cost me 5 bucks more to buy a ticket because of a few extra bags. The father didn't say anything, the child has an idea, so let him try it. And my dad also found that this method seemed to work, at least he had just moved the bag and loaded it into the car, and he didn't find a single fish that had been suffocated.

The little uncle proposed to sell the fish in the town, and Yi Shaofeng told him that as long as he could sell a pound of fish for 5 yuan, it would be up to him. Hearing this, the little uncle looked at him like a fool, 5 yuan can buy two catties of fat meat, who would buy fish without much oil and water. And the people in the town are basically rural people, who want to eat fish, go home and find a small ditch to drain it, and catch small fish, loaches, yellow eels and the like, can always make a dish.

When he arrived at the provincial station, his father and uncle took off their things, and he saw that he was distressed, and the bumps along the way still broke a bag. The two were about to tie up the flat pole and carry it, but they found that they could no longer walk after picking a few steps, and the father put down the burden and glared at him.

He shrugged his shoulders and saw that there was a tricycle next to him, so he called one, negotiated the price of 2 yuan 5, and the three of them loaded all the things into the truck and pulled them to the medicinal herb market.

The medicinal herb market was originally considered an urban area, and when they arrived at the market at 10 o'clock, the two unloaded their things at the door and picked the scorpions into the store to count. He went to the boss, sent him two fish, and borrowed two large basins for drying medicinal herbs and a small scale. A small plate is brought under the scale for weighing medicinal herbs, which is used to hold medicines, and now it is just used to weigh fish.

He begged his father to move the things to the intersection and pour the fish into the basin. He found two more branches and pulled up the red paper he had written at home yesterday.

Behind the big basin, the words on the red paper are divided into two lines, which he wrote with a brush yesterday, and the words are a little ugly, but they can be recognized clearly. A line of large letters reads: Fish who have never been in love, and a line of small characters reads: Wild fish, no house, no home, no job, can't afford to fall in love. Then he put the dead fish on the inner bag on the ground, and there was a red paper on the side, on which it was written: The fish that has just fallen asleep.

In the middle is a recipe written on the paper of an exercise book, how to make a miscellaneous fish hot pot.

When everything was ready, he sat on the ground, and from the beginning of the stall, some passers-by stopped to watch the excitement, and many people laughed at the witticism written on the red paper. After a while, one of the old men came over.

"Children, how much is your fish a pound. ”

"Grandpa, this is a wild fish, caught overnight last night. Look at how thin this catfish is, like you should eat it often when you are old, I guarantee that you will be eighty this year and eighteen next year, throw off your crutches, and walk like flying. ”

His words made the people present laugh, and the old man opened his mouth with few teeth left, and laughed wildly.

5 yuan a catty, compared to the current market price of more than 2 yuan a catty, is relatively expensive, but fortunately, he sells wild fish, and such as catfish and yellow bone fish, fishing markets are rare.

The old man was a man of knowledge, and he only picked these two kinds of fish, but not a crucian carp or a carp.

There are one and two, and by the time the two of them finished selling the scorpions, there were not many dead or live fish left. Asked Dad to help collect the stall, and he planned to let Uncle and Grandpa Ma share the remaining fish.

Dad was counting the money for him, and he didn't take it seriously. Dad can't pull his face to take away the money, but to guard against Mom, she will have thousands of reasons to take away the money and save it, you tell the people in the village now, the people who save the money are stupid, and the next day, the whole village will spread that there is such a fool as you in the village.

The father and the two sent him to the uncle and handed him to the uncle, and they went back without eating, and the village was busy with time.

He killed the fish in the pond next to it, which was no stranger to him, and he did a lot of work when he was a child in his previous life, and then boiled it directly. After cooking, he took the amount of a magnetic jar, carried it in a net bag, and sent it to Grandpa Ma.