The fat man sat on the edge of the kang, holding a small piece of wood in his hand, an inch long and half an inch wide, and stared at it carefully.

He has verified that this small piece of wood is the original moonlight treasure box, the function is not bad at all, it can still be loaded and taken, but it has shrunk so much at once, and the fat man can't figure out the reason.

If you don't understand, you don't want to, this is the consistent proposition of the fat man, and it's better to be smaller, just put it in your pocket, and save yourself from carrying a bag every day to pretend to be a national cadre.

After studying for a while, the fat man tied the box with hemp rope and hung it around his neck, which was safer to hang a necklace.

The mood is stable, and the sleep is also fragrant. Suddenly, I heard someone smashing the window, and then, Weiwei, who was lying under the kang, hummed, and the hairy hairs on the kang jumped to the ground.

"Fatty, let's go!" Captain Li's voice came from outside, and the fat man remembered that he was still fishing today.

The thunderbolt scrambled to its feet, and when it opened the door, it was dark and rumbling outside, and the stars were blinking.

"What time is it?" The fat man yawned, and didn't wake up a little.

"At three o'clock, go to my house for dinner first, and leave immediately." Captain Lee looked in good spirits.

The breakfast was surprisingly rich, with several plates of dumplings on the table, and the car owner was also here, holding a wine cup in his hand.

"Fatty, hurry up and get on the kang on the hour."

Although the fat man has a good amount of alcohol, he usually doesn't drink in the morning, and just about to excuse himself, he heard Captain Li say: "It's cold and snowy, I can't stand it without drinking, it's a whole day." ”

It turned out to be for the cold, so this dumpling must also be for hunger. The fat man figured it out, so he was no longer polite, and snorted and ate a large plate of dumplings, plus more than half a catty of soju, and then put the chopsticks.

Out of the house, people began to go outside one after another, all wearing dogskin hats and cotton coats, wearing stuffy hands on their hands, and fully armed.

Sitting on the climbing plow, a copper bell broke the silence of the night, a group of five climbing plows, more than 20 people officially set off.

Now is the big cold, the coldest time of the year, as the saying goes, "three, nine, four, nine, don't go", the outside is more than 30 degrees below zero, and the bubble urine will immediately become ice ballast.

And the period before dawn is the coldest time of the day, commonly known as "ghost teeth", which means that the little ghost is also shivering from the cold.

Fortunately, everyone has a bottom in their stomachs, and the wine can still hold up as soon as it evaporates.

The black light was blinding, and the fat man didn't know where to go, but he was roughly aware of the southeast direction. After walking for more than a point, the owner of the car beckoned everyone to get out of the car, trot behind the climbing plow for a while, and then get into the car.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky does not dawn until nearly seven o'clock. Set off at four o'clock and arrive at the destination until the sky is bright. On the road, the fat man finally figured out that such a winter fishing should be carried out every year in the backing mountain, and it is generally put in the first half of the month. This year, because of the big Yangge practice, it is a little later.

The fat man looked at it, and there were still mountains and forests in the distance, and it seemed that he was also under the Daqing Mountain. However, what is more peculiar is that the fog in front of the big front is clear, like the fog.

In this winter, where does the fog come from, the fat man wondered in his heart. When I asked the car owner, I learned that there were a lot of hot bubbles there, and they didn't ice in winter.

Hot bubbles, isn't that a hot spring, I didn't think there was this. The fat man's heart is more and more itchy: this Daqing Mountain is really a treasure, there are mountains and rivers, and there is a lot to be done in the future to develop tourism resources. However, these must be guarded first, and after a few decades, who will come?

The car boss led everyone to choose a place first, and the fat man looked at the tree while walking, only to see a string of ice and snow hanging on the branches, wrapped in silver, which was really the same as carving with ice and snow.

Thousands of trees and pear blossoms are blooming, and this is probably the kind of scene.

"Look, I haven't seen the tree hanging." Wang Sanpao's second son next to him jumped over, kicked the trunk of the tree, and then ran away. The fat man was stunned, only to hear the commotion above his head for a while, and the whole person was covered by the ice and snow.

When the frost and snow above fell, the fat man almost turned into a snowman, and he also understood that this was the rime he had seen on TV, and it was one of the wonders of the Northeast, and he didn't expect to have a personal experience.

After walking a few hundred meters, the trees disappeared, and a few reeds appeared in the snow nest from time to time, and it seemed that there was already ice below.

The car owner walked around for a while, and finally chose a place, which was a big bubble with ice and snow. The fat man finally saw the ice, which had come from above, and there must have been a hot spring over there.

"Commencement." The car boss gave an order, and his ancestor was a ginseng leader, and he also passed on a fishing handle skill. This is also a technical job, looking at it, a flat river, frozen three feet, where there are fish below, where there is no fish, all by a pair of eyes.

The main thing is that you must be familiar with this body of water, and you must know which depth and shallow the water is, and where there are ditches.

Under the command of the car boss, everyone is in place, half of the people are responsible for shoveling snow, the wooden shovel and iron shovel are up and fighting, and the ice will be smooth and slippery for a while.

Then he began to drill holes in the ice, and the car owner chose a good eye, five or six meters apiece. The tool for the gouge is an iron skewer more than a meter high, the front is very sharp, and the weight is also heavy, and when it falls on the ice, it explodes with a click, and the crystal ice cubes fly wildly.

This job is the most physically demanding, and even a good guy can beat it dozens of times in a row. But the fat man was an exception, he pinched the ice hammer in both hands, poof, poof, not tired at all. After chiseling for nearly a meter, I heard a clatter and reached the surface of the water.

"The fat man is really good, open the four circles wider, and this will be used as a fish mouth." The owner of the car praised it, and then led a few people to turn the fishing net upside down.

The fishing nets are dozens of meters long, with blocks of wood on top and some iron chains underneath, which are relatively primitive. In addition, the mesh is not small, and it looks like it is specially going to the big guys.

The ice eyes were chiseled one after another, with the fat man's big ice eye as the center, forming a big circle, one by one like a small well, arranging the ice surface. Then he began to go to the net, and the car boss was in command alone, and even Captain Li only had to listen and drink.

The fat man has always wondered: how can such a big net go down into it, with a thick layer of ice on it?

But I saw that the owner of the car asked someone to carry over a pine pole, which was more than ten meters long, and the two stick guys worked hard together, so they pressed it into the water. When he was gone, he fell on the water.

The fat man couldn't help but say, "This water is quite deep!" ”

Others have long been accustomed to it, and no one pays attention to him. The owner tied a thin rope behind the pole, and behind the rope was a thick rope, and finally took the fishing net and entered the water under the ice little by little.

The fat man finally understood that this pole was equivalent to a sewing needle, sewing a large net under the water.

"Get started." The car boss shouted, and more than 20 people began to collect the net, and the large net dozens of meters long, like an encirclement, slowly swam towards the fish mouth chiseled by the fat man.

The fat man's heart is also full of expectations: I don't know what this net can gain?