After digging the pond mud, the car owner specially led a few big carriages back to the mountain. The tools of the pond mud are piled up in the warehouse of the production team.

When they returned, the sky was dark, and everyone trimmed all the tools again, and then they slept peacefully.

After breakfast the next day, some people were left to serve the greenhouse, and the rest took their belongings and carried two wooden sons to dig the pond mud.

Because there are too many ponds, there is a choice, and the car owner first found a place with a long and narrow terrain, so that he can directly throw the mud to the shore, which is more labor-saving.

Digging pond mud is the strength of the work, the pine pole on the fishing is more than a zhang long, the front is a large iron ring, the bottom is a fine barbed wire, there are also directly with an iron spoon, but the weight is heavier, the strength is not at all.

In addition, it is a bucket for picking mud, which looks similar to a dustpan wearing a wire beam, and you can leave with a flat pole.

The car boss had already prepared, and he also found a few large pots to keep for fish or something, especially loaches and clams, all of which liked to stay in the mud. The other is the snail, the little baby likes to collect this the most, mainly to play, rarely eat, it is said that there are more parasites in it.

Two rafts went into the water, and the most powerful ones stood on the rafts, and the fat man took the lead in the front. Although the weather was not too hot, he still took off a big bare shoulder, and wore a big pants on his lower body, revealing a white and chubby fat body. He said that it was easier to do this, and that he would jump into the pool after finishing his work and take a shower directly. Everyone was noisy at first glance: "The fat man is so white, it is estimated that those big girls and little daughters-in-law will be envious to death when they see it." ”

"Hehe, can you look at this casually, sue you daughter-in-law, others don't think about it. The fat man put the scoop into the water, and his feet were as if they were nailed to the raft, and he stroked the wooden pole in the water with both arms, and then raised his hands and pressed them, and the two arms competed, and with a loud noise, he scooped up the mud with an iron spoon.

Essentially, to get something up from the water, you have to add the resistance of the water.

"Go—" The fat man raised his arms high. The spoon drew in the air, and as soon as it reached the arc, the mud flew straight out. Click. Fall to the grass on the shore.

Fat took the scoop back in his hand. The gas does not grow. Remain calm. Let's take a look. They are no longer slacking off to copy the guys. I saw mud flying in the air, and soon a large pool was piled up on the shore.

The mud is all gray and black. It's very delicate and shiny. Every year. There are a large number of plants and animals that rot in it to be full of nutrients. It is especially suitable for rice fields.

Fishing for mud on the shore with a little less strength. For one, these places are relatively shallow. Second, you don't have to shake it hard. Like Lee Chain, they are. You can only fish on the shore. Looking at the wood: the fat man shouted at them. Full of envy.

The mud from the pond should be dried. So a group of people began to pick up the goods next to the rice fields. The thin mud is heavy. It is also more than two miles away from the rice fields. So it's not lightweight.

After that shipment. It is also spread out in a thin layer. After drying. You can go to the field.

From time to time, you can see the croach in the mud, drilling back and forth in the mud, ** small ditches. It is precisely because of this that their whereabouts are exposed, and those who pick up mud will start to grab them in the pot, and then they will be directly put in the rice field to raise.

Unexpectedly, it is not easy to catch the loach in the mud, and the whole slip does not leave your hand, and it is easy to catch it in your hand, and it is immediately drilled out of the finger seam.

I was busy working, and I saw a big carriage coming from the goose factory, and a group of little heroes swished on the car, all holding fences in their hands, running over like bees.

In the back, the sister-in-law led a few women, who turned out to come to the front line to offer condolences, and brought a lot of eggs, which were put in the goose factory.

Yesterday, the car boss returned to the village and said that he was going to dig pond mud, and the little babies were tempted: just follow the fish, which is more fun than any game. It happened that it was Sunday, so I begged for it. Bigfoot and the sisters were about to come over to have a look, so they came in a big carriage.

The little babies don't care about stepping on the mud on their shoes, they rush up with a crackle, and when they scoop the fence, the loaches can't run, and you send them to the basin one by one.

Qiqi also grabbed the leg of his trousers, holding a fence and grabbing them with the two fats, as if whoever made more money would have a prize.

There are still a lot of clams in the mud, so this is relatively easy, just hold it with your hands and put it in the basin. These clams are just taken back to cultivate pearls, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

The fat man glanced to the shore, but did not see the figure of the big pigtail, so he greeted the sister-in-law of Bigfoot: "Sister-in-law, you are here-"

As he spoke, he made a push in his hand, and a ball of mud was thrown far away, and it landed not far from Bigfoot's sister-in-law with a snap, and the mud jumped up and splashed a few on Bigfoot's face.

"You dead fat man, why don't you look at it, you have no place to go!" Bigfoot wiped it with her hand, and immediately blushed her face, and when she looked down again, her pants were full of mud spots: "This kid is too bad-"

"Hehe, if you don't take it off, I'll wash it for you!" The fat man has now completely integrated into the atmosphere of the countryside, and he has learned to joke when he works.

Hey, the guys next to me

Come, the big-footed sister-in-law scolded with a smile: "Fatty, don't tell me when I go back."

An old lady suddenly appeared as a new big 6: "Haha, fatty, your flesh is really white, like a big girl, how can you maintain it." ”

The fat man looked down and said, "Oh no, I just said that I wouldn't show it to others, but now I let people show it."

So he ignored them, and concentrated on digging the mud, and this time he didn't throw it far, but threw it all into the mud. Shaking and shaking, he suddenly felt that throwing it out was different from before, and quickly took a look, only to see a round thing flying towards the mud pile.

"Good fellow, you've got dry goods—" As soon as the fat man's voice fell, he heard a snap, and the round thing smashed into the mud.

The little babies also looked at it, and the second fat man shouted in his mouth: "It must be a big clam scoop, I saw it was as big as a basin just now." Then he put his hand into the mud puddle, dug it twice, and then pulled out a round thing.

"It's not a clam, what is this?" The second fat man was also dumbfounded, the clams are all semicircular, but this thing is very round.

Someone next to him brought a basin of water, and asked Er Feizi to put the thing on the ground, and poured it down, washing the black mud on it, only to see that this guy looked a bit like a turtle, the cover on his back was dark green, surrounded by a circle like a soft skirt, four paws, and his head was similar to that of a turtle, and the whole thing was the size of a basin.

"Old turtle!" the car boss also exclaimed.

"A!" the fat man shouted on the raft.

"Wang Ba-" The other gentlemen called out the most popular name.

"This is a good thing, stew and eat it at night, make sure to make up for it!" the fat man was the first to think of eating. Then he was a little puzzled: "Uncle boss, this thing seems to be only available in the south, right?"

The car boss twisted his eyebrows and thought for a long time, and suddenly patted his thigh: "I remember, two years before the Cultural Revolution, the county's aquatic company bought a batch of soft-shelled turtle fry and sprinkled it in Nanwazi, saying that it was to try to see if it could be cultivated." Later, as soon as the Cultural Revolution made a fuss, they all forgot about this stubble. ”

"It seems that we can also raise turtles in this place, so don't eat this one for now, and keep it as a seed." This thing grows really slowly, it's been fifteen or sixteen years, and it's only grown so big!" Facts have proved that this method really works, just like those wild boars, who used to hate everyone so much that their teeth itched, but now they have changed their bodies, and their worth has risen immediately.

"This thing has to hibernate for about half a year a year, and I guess it's because the mud layer of our Nanwa is relatively thick, and the water is deep enough, so this is the only one that survived, maybe this one. "The boss of the car has a little research on soft-shelled turtles, but in fact, wild soft-shelled turtles grow slowly, and it is not easy to grow so big. But it is also because it is pure wild, so the medicinal value is high.

"Let's catch it and see if there's anything left. The fat man immediately came to his senses and became more energetic.

The second fat man picked up the big soft-shelled turtle again, put it in the big water basin, and after such a toss, the soft-shelled turtle also woke up from the hibernation state, staring at the small eyes and looking around.

"It's alive, the soft-shelled turtle is moving!" the little babies immediately shouted.

As soon as the second fat man flipped it with his hand, he turned the soft-shelled turtle belly upside down, revealing his gray belly: "Haha, see if you can turn over!"

The little babies often hear adults say that "it is difficult for the king to turn over", so they can't help but experiment.

Kiki was a little unhappy: "Net bullying." After speaking, he stretched out his little hand to help the soft-shelled turtle turn over. Unexpectedly, the soft-shelled turtle's neck stiffened, snapped and turned over, and then stretched out its head, and bit the fingers of the second fat man.

The second fat man is laughing there, and now he is very happy and sad, and the soft-shelled turtle bites it and does not let it go, and he screams in pain.

"You deserve it, who told you to be annoying—don't pull it hard—" The car boss ran over, put two heads on the top and bottom of the second fat man's head, and stretched them into the two small holes in the turtle's head.

It is equivalent to the nostrils of the soft-shelled turtle, which is the most afraid of itching, so the car boss twists his head with his fingers, and the soft-shelled turtle immediately shrinks its head, and its mouth is naturally released.

The second fat man shook his fingers vigorously, and they all bit and bleed. The car boss squeezed him twice more to squeeze out the dirty blood, and then told him to chew some mother-in-law's Ding root and put it on.

While the shore was busy, someone on the raft shouted, "Another one, this one is too small." There was a slight regret in the shouting.

The fat man turned his head and looked, only the size of a palm, but he was happy: "This is a good thing, it proves that this is bred in the last two years, which means that there must be more than one big soft-shelled turtle, and the soft-shelled turtle in our place can also breed naturally, and it can be artificially raised!"

Listening to his explanation, everyone became more confident: "Hurry up, get more treasures!"

He Mancang looked at Hehele: "You take soft-shelled turtles as treasures, but in my opinion, these black mud are treasures, haha-"

The car boss nodded sympathetically: "Yes, all the things that are dug up are treasures, and there are no forbidden things." ”