Chapter 10 Revisiting the Scene

The small courtyard of the research institute is similar to Xu Jingnan's previous description, so Li Yiting didn't stay too long, just walked around the small courtyard quickly, Wan Yongkun followed with the simple information about Meng Biao provided by the archives, Xu Jingyuan didn't come, he said that this place is small and familiar, you can turn around yourself.

Although it is almost the same, Li Yiting is not Xu Jingnan, his eyes are much more vicious, and he soon found some situations that Xu Jingnan did not mention: he found that there were several low small bungalows far behind the side of the gang house in the northeast corner, and the outer walls of these houses were also white, although they were bungalows, they were obviously also concrete structures, the roof was flat, and the height was only one floor, and he counted them, a total of three bungalows.

There is an open space of more than 20 square meters in front of the bungalow, and now there is a small table and a few plastic chairs with backrests on it, and there are some tea sets on it, and there is a shed on the top, it seems that these bungalows are inhabited. There is a fish pond on the outer edge of the open space, about six or seven hundred square meters, the water is not deep and very clear, you can see the bottom completely, the reason why Xu Jingnan did not notice these bungalows and did not see this fish pond is because the northwest side of this fish pond is directly connected to the sea, there is a big outlet to the sea, usually it seems to be the same sea, the bungalow is like the other side of the sea, people have the illusion that it is not in the small courtyard; at this time, it has been blocked with a gate, the gate is rusty, there are handrails on both sides of the top, about 2-3 meters wide, you can pass, presumably it is stopped when raising fish, and when the fish is fished, the gate is opened to change the water, this layout is a bit like the principle of a dock, Li Yiting is no stranger.

The three sides of the fish pond are built with heavy cement walls, the slope is greater than 70 degrees, because the materials are relatively sufficient, the thickness of the slope is also very large, around the fish pond is equivalent to a cement road about 50 cm wide, there are actually a few steps covered with seaweed on the side of the bungalow, it seems that the people who built this fish pond still spent some cost and thought. At this time, there were scattered weeds growing in the cracks of the cement walls on the three sides of the fish pond, but Li Yiting, who had sharp eyes, found that some weeds were irregular lodging, as if they had been crushed by something, or pulled up by external forces.

So he walked to the edge opposite the bungalow and stopped, squatted down gently, a few white scratches beside the weeds caught his attention, he reached out and wiped them, the marks did not disappear, he thought a little, got up again and continued to walk, he found that there were people on the southeast side of the fish pond, and seemed to glance a few more times this way.

At this time, it was almost noon, and they met the same chefs Xu Jingnan had seen, who were still fishing with hooks on the edge of the fish pond, smoking on small stools, Li Yiting glanced at Wan Yongkun.

Wan Yongkun walked over to the cooks, he stood on the side and watched them fish, without saying a word, until one of the tall chefs finally turned his attention to him, he smiled slightly, handed over a cigarette, and the chef gladly took it.

"There don't seem to be too many fish in this pool, and you haven't seen any fish take the bait after you have been guarding it for so long. Wan Yongkun asked seemingly casually.

The tall chef smiled and said, "I'm bored, fishing and playing." Usually there are still fish, but the gate has just been closed in the past few days, and the deep-sea fish can't come in, and the fry haven't opened up yet, so there are only a few fish left that have slipped through the net. Then he habitually warned, "Where are you from, Miansheng?" ”

Wan Yongkun smiled: "We have come far and have never seen the sea, so it just so happened that Mr. Liu had a chance to take a look." He was deliberately vague and sighed in passing. "The sea is so big, the sky is still so blue, I feel a lot more open-minded when I come here. ”

The tall chef suddenly took it for granted and said: "It turned out to be a friend of Mr. Liu, no wonder you can hang around." Regarding the sea, he obviously has something to say: "This sea is big, and if you go out, it is the real sea, and here is a bay at most." If you have time, you can go to the sea promenade in the city, where the sea is beautiful. He raised his hand and pointed to the west.

Wan Yongkun followed his gaze and looked into the distance, and sure enough, there was an outlet to the sea about a few nautical miles away, and outside was the vast ocean, but this was not his goal, but he just cooperated with the situation.

"What kind of fish are in this pond?" he really didn't know.

"Now there are a lot of pomfret and small red groupers, and there are some moray eels, but after a while there will only be tilapia left. The tall cook said and threw the rod into the distance, and the pendant fell into the water in the middle of the pond with a clatter, causing a small ripple.

A small, half-burdened chef who looked like a monkey came over, probably trying to mix a cigarette and smoke, and he saw that the cigarette butt was written with China, and by the way, he naturally had to say, "Why don't you come and fish for a while?"

Wan Yongkun smiled secretly in his heart, handed over the whole pack of cigarettes, and took the sea fishing rod in his hand happily: "Send a circle to the brothers." But as far as I know, this tilapia is a freshwater fish, can it be raised in seawater?"

The thin monkey chef accidentally grabbed a pack of cigarettes, and hurriedly said: "You don't understand this, tilapia can grow in seawater and fresh water, and besides, our fish pond is not pure seawater, you see ......" He raised his hand and pointed to several crooked ditches to the east, where a lot of water is flowing into the fish pond, "Don't look at these stinky ditches, it won't take a few days to turn the seawater in the pond into semi-fresh water, tilapia is the latest to eat carrion, we cook garbage, and the feces discharged from the toilet, they like it very much." ”

Wan Yongkun was a little sick to his stomach, it turned out that tilapia was raised like this, and it really depends on whether to eat it next time or not.

The thin monkey chef was very shrewd, he took a sharp sip and smiled: "The dirtier the fish eats, the better it is, and a lot of sea crabs eat feces, don't they grow fat and delicious?"

Wan Yongkun hurriedly diverted the topic, he was also a good fisherman in the mountains, although the equipment was simple at that time, the reason was still understood, he skillfully took the bait from the small bucket, loaded the hook and threw it out with a hula.

The tall chef looked back and said, "That's a good idea." ”

Wan Yongkun looked at the fish pond, but continued to ask: "How deep is this water? ”

The tall cook said calmly: "Two or three meters, the middle is deeper, there is four or five meters, you throw more fish there." Wan Yongkun said that he understood, and he withdrew the hook and threw it again.

He finally got to the point: "Are there still people living in a few houses on the other side?" It looks like a small villa, and the scenery is good. ”

The thin monkey chef ran over again and replied, "No, that's our Boss Wen's backyard,...... Boss Wen makes tea here every day when he has nothing to do, a real fairy day. When he mentioned the word backyard, he deliberately squeezed his eyebrows and winked at him, and the men quickly understood and laughed knowingly for a while.

Wan Yongkun knew that he was talking about Wen Jiulin, the owner of the construction and decoration company he had just met.

It also happened that when a few of them were laughing, a curly-haired woman less than thirty years old came out of the door of the middle bungalow, as if she had just gotten up and was wearing pajamas, about one meter six or seven tall, although she was not neatly dressed, but she could vaguely see the beautiful body curves, she didn't even raise her eyes to look at the opposite side, but carried a small aluminum pot to pour something into the fish pond, it should have just eaten the leftover meal.

Just as she turned back to the stall about to enter the house, she glanced at this side with her spare eyes, maybe there seemed to be more people in the kitchen today, but then she turned around and walked to another bungalow, she was going to wash the pot.

At such a moment, the few men on this side of the fish pond had fallen silent, and their eyes were a little straight and couldn't be removed, this was obviously a beauty; Wan Yongkun couldn't help but swallow his saliva, compared to Tang Qing, this woman is more beautiful and charming, she should be a little longer than Tang Qing, but more durable.

This is a beautiful woman who can live a life, and attracts the attention of men more than a young woman in her prime.

Who said that Tang Qing is the first beauty in the research institute, and she dares to love that there is a golden house here.

Li Yiting finally walked over, although he had been standing in the distance, several people spoke quite loudly, so he could naturally hear it clearly. He gently patted Wan Yongkun on the shoulder, signaling that it was time for them to leave here, Wan Yongkun nodded, returned the fishing rod to the thin monkey chef, and said a few kind words, and several chefs also waved at them, saying, come and fish when you have time.

The two of them responded in a false voice, and walked around the room and the canteen to the gate of the research institute, and for about ten minutes Li Yiting didn't speak, just thinking about something.

Wan Yongkun couldn't help but say, "Master, did you find anything?"

Li Yiting didn't answer immediately, just shook his head lightly and said, "I'm not sure yet." ”