Chapter 317, be a one-day fisherman!
The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice Helianno's constipated expression at all, and at the moment his old man was squinting his eyes and picking his teeth comfortably, and his expression couldn't tell how leisurely and comfortable it was.
Helianor looked at the middle-aged man, and after confirming that the other party didn't notice him, he slowly took out the wolf dagger, and moved forward very slowly under his feet, and after a long time, Helianor finally came to the second fire.
Swallowing a mouthful of spit, Helianor suddenly kicked his feet, directly kicked the still burning firewood aside, and then shook off his arms and dug the ground under the fire, the soil was still emitting heat, but Helianno didn't care, and in three or five strokes, he dug out the fish meat buried by the middle-aged man before, he didn't care about the heat, and directly grabbed the meat wrapped in leaves.
After a few quick breaths, Helianor hurriedly cracked the leaves, looking at the slightly burnt fish, Helianor cheered in his heart, and no longer used chopsticks, and grabbed it directly with both hands!
Whew! At the moment when Helenor's hand was about to touch the fish, a rope with a small hook hanging on the top flew over, and the fish was grabbed by the rope and flew out directly, quickly returning to the middle-aged man's hand!
In Helenor's stunned gaze, the middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, and gnawed like a whirlwind, and it didn't take long for most of the original fish to be left with only a lonely fish bone, the middle-aged man patted his bulging belly, and lay flat on the ground without any image, his limbs were greatly separated, and he was placed in a "Tai" shape, as for why it was not a big character but a Tai word, it was not something we needed to study.
Looking at the fish bones that were thrown on the ground at random, Helianor couldn't bear it anymore, he directly grabbed the dagger and stood up, facing the middle-aged man and shouted: "Did you do it on purpose? There are so many fish, can't you leave me a little?", no wonder Helianor is so angry, he hasn't seen oil and water for a few days, but he watched others eat such a big fish in front of him, although the fish was caught by a middle-aged man, but Helianor also boiled water, didn't he?
"Huh, who are you, why are you in my house?", hearing Helenor's question, the middle-aged man opened his eyes unhurriedly, and looked at Helenor with a puzzled expression, as if he was very puzzled by his appearance.
"I'm your uncle!", Helianno yelled angrily, he was busy for a long time, and he waited for a long time, but in the end he didn't even get a bowl of fish soup, so it's no wonder that he didn't go crazy.
"Impossible, my uncle died two years ago, died on the belly of his mistress, you can't be my uncle's, are you the reincarnation of my uncle? That's not right, my uncle has only been dead for two years, if you are his reincarnation, you should only be two years old, how can you grow into such a big ......", the middle-aged man shook his head with an extremely serious expression and confusion, and muttered non-stop grinding in his mouth.
Helenno's face collapsed instantly, if the other party said a few words to him, he could still find an excuse to play, but people said, I don't know how you came here, what else can you do? The most important thing is that Heleno's life is most afraid of grinding, at this moment, the middle-aged man is like a Tang monk babbling, Helenor only feels that his head is getting bigger.
Seeing Helenor's wilting appearance, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a smug gleam, and then he stood up and walked towards the hut, and when he passed by Helenor, the middle-aged man seemed to say casually: "Alas, this feeling of self-sufficiency is really good, people, you can get what you want, you can get it by your own ability, but you can't just point to eating other people's leftovers to get by! Hey, where is my fishing rod?"
Helenor couldn't help but look at the fishing rod leaning in front of the middle-aged man, how could he not know the meaning of the other party's words, and wanted to eat the fish? I have to say that this middle-aged uncle is still very humane, at least the people left the fishing rod for Helenor, otherwise, Helenor really doesn't know how to do it himself!
At this moment, the sky has gradually darkened, Helianor touched his shriveled stomach, reluctantly grabbed the fishing rod and walked towards the cliff, in his consciousness, fishing must be a very simple thing, the middle-aged uncle caught a big fish more than one meter long as he fished, Helianor is young and strong, how can he be stronger than him, isn't it?
It's just that Helenor obviously ignored that when it comes to fishing, skill is always more important than strength!
First of all, the weight of the thin string, which is almost impossible to see with the naked eye, is also very small, and there was some light wind at night, and it was difficult for Helianor to throw the fishing line down the cliff smoothly, so in desperation, he had to add some extra weight to the hook, even so, the fishing line was still floating in the wind, and in such a state, it was almost impossible for a fish to be hooked.
Next, the bait is another problem, Helianor used to catch fish directly in the mountain stream with sharpened sticks, he has never tried fishing, naturally he doesn't know what kind of bait to use, at the same time, the stubborn character makes Helianor want to catch fish in the same way as the middle-aged uncle, after a long rummaging, Helianor finally caught a cyan insect under a stone, regardless of whether the fish eats it or not, he felt good about himself hooked the insect on the hook, and then carefully put the hook down, and finally began the first fishing experience。
In desperation, he simply sandwiched the fishing rod between two stones, and he ran around carrying a large pile of dry wood to raise the fire, and under the baking of the flames, Helenor's body immediately warmed up, but his stomach was still empty, and he gurgled a few times from time to time to express strong and solemn protest.
After tossing back and forth for a long time, Helenor felt a little tired, looking at the flickering and jumping flames, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier, and finally closed slowly......
And the poor fishing rod was still swaying alone in the evening breeze, indescribably desolate and helpless......
"Ah...... The next morning, Helenor woke up to the sound of his own sneezing, and opened his eyes in a daze, Helenor only felt that his whole body was cold, and the bonfire that had provided him with heat had now turned to ashes.
"By the way, I'm here to fish!", Helianor slapped his head and looked in the direction of the rod in a panic, fortunately, the rod was still intact, but the angle was tilted.
Helenor hurriedly pounced and pulled up the line, but to his disappointment, there was nothing empty on the delicate hook, and even the bait he had put on his own hands had disappeared!
"! After eating the master's things, you can also take the bait to express your gratitude, what is the matter with eating and wiping away silently!", Helino threw the fishing rod to the ground in anger, and at this moment, his stomach was so dead that he gurgled and screamed, and Helianor collapsed helplessly and sat down on the ground.
"In the spring, the flowers are blooming, the sea breeze blows over, the fishing song sings with the mountain, the spring water of a river is easy to discharge, the spring water of a river is easy to discharge, the spring water of a river is easy to discharge!" , Just when Helenor was at a loss, a melodious singing voice came from afar, the tune of this song is very tactful, if it is sung by a gentle and gentle woman, it must be around the beam for three days, endlessly, but now it is called out by a voice like a broken gong almost roaring, naturally it is indescribably awkward, Helenor even heard in the song the majestic feelings of the man who does not die and do not return before going to the battlefield, but the majestic is majestic, the singing voice is completely inconsistent with the artistic conception of this song, how to listen to how awkward!
Looking along the song, I saw the middle-aged uncle holding a wooden stick in his mouth, another fishing rod on his shoulder, and a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet, swaggering towards the edge of the cliff.
"Hey, why are you here? Why is my fishing rod here?" , After seeing Helenor, the middle-aged uncle looked surprised again, fortunately, Helenor already had a strong immunity to his self-entertaining behavior, and didn't even answer his question, after he was bored, the middle-aged uncle was not embarrassed, and sat directly beside Helenno, skillfully took out a small box from the fish basket, took out a cyan worm from it and hung it on the hook, and then waved the fishing rod violently, and the originally soft and tightly wrapped fishing line instantly stretched straight, and the brush fell into the lake.
After doing all this, the middle-aged uncle squinted his eyes again, looked up at the sky, except for the eyeballs, there was no slight movement in any part of the whole body, and the whole person was motionless like a stone sculpture.
Out of curiosity, Helianno also looked up at the sky, but found that there was nothing but a few white clouds, and he didn't know why the middle-aged uncle was so engrossed.
"Go back today, come to a fish hot pot to try, it just so happens that there are a lot of fresh and tender wild vegetables in the surrounding woods, fresh fish stewed wild vegetables, tsk, the gods don't change!", the middle-aged uncle smacked his lips in fascination, looking salivating.
After listening to the middle-aged uncle's words, Helianor stood up decisively and clenched his fishing rod!