Gancha Lake is one of the top 10 freshwater lakes in China. At that time, the primitive Mongolian fishing methods were still retained, that is, artificial ice caves, artificial nets, and horse-drawn winches formed a dynamic traction and pulling of fishing nets, which concentrated on Mongolian folk culture. Once a year, this is the second time this year. The first time was in mid-November, and this year is the second winter fishing that is an exception, which is the first time in human history that there are two fishing in a year.

At 10 o'clock in the afternoon, a ceremony was held on the surface of the lake, a traditional Mongolian ritual aimed at sacrificing to the god of the lake and awakening the winter net, and the solemn ceremony was also a solemn ceremony for the fishermen to express their gratitude to God for their gifts and blessings. This fishing and hunting culture originated in prehistory and flourished in Liaojin. In particular, the winter fishing, which is full of the atmosphere of the primitive northern fishing and hunting culture, the mysterious lake sacrifice ceremony and the fishing scene of ice and nets, are absolutely eye-opening.

Commander Kono had never seen it before. The county magistrate greeted the commander like a god, especially mentioning Yang Yiyun, he said, Japanese women are the best in the world, Yang Yiyun said coldly, I am Chinese, which made the county magistrate very embarrassed.

Everyone sat together and watched the sacrificial ceremony. Yang Yiyun and Kono sat together in the VIP seat. Dong Zhaoyong's heart kept beating, he was afraid that there would be a sudden killer, and the two sides would have a vicious fight, especially if he didn't know whether he should help, or help a certain party.

During the winter fishing ceremony, Mongolian girls dressed up offer dried milk to the fishermen. The lama handed the offerings in his arms one by one to the "fishing leader", who placed the offerings on the offering table in order, and then inserted the nine incense sticks into the three incense burners and lit them, and then led the lamas to circle the offering table, the ice cave and the ice and snow bag three times in a clockwise direction and chanted the sutras. After that, the "fisherman" stood in the middle of the field, picked up the wine bowl, raised his hands above his head, and began to recite the words of the lake sacrifice: "Ah! Immortal Heaven, the spirit of the ancestors; Yes! Shelter all beings, seek prosperity, and seek prosperity. Chagan Lake, the mirror of the Father; Chagan Lake, the eyes of Mother Earth, all creatures, continue to reproduce; All gathered in the arms of Chagan Lake Tianyuan, and they were all held in the hands of Chagan Lake Dibao; Offer the ninety-nine ceremony, offer the sincerity of all the people, the layers of ice flowers on the lake, flashing the spirits of the eight directions. Nine sticks of sandalwood, nine green pines, nine hata, and nine kinds of offerings.

After that, the "fishing leader" took the wine brought by a lama from the offering table, held the wine bowl in his hand, knelt in front of the ice cave, and shouted: "The big net of winter fishing in Chagan Lake has woken up, and it is time to sacrifice to the lake!" A sacrifice to the heavens of eternal age! Sacrifice to the earth that gives us life! Three sacrifices to nourish our Chagan Lake! Hearing the sound, several Mongolian girls walked to the ice and snow Aobao and tied the hata in their hands around the pine and cypress branches on the Aobao; Other Mongolian youths sprinkled sugar cubes and milk into the sky; The lama poured the wine and offerings into the ice cave, and then everyone circled around the ice and snow bag three times.

After the sacrifice to the lake, the prefectural magistrate asked Commander Kono to fish and open the net, and there was an ice cave that had been dug and a thin layer of ice was frozen on it. Commander Kono fired two shots at the ice cave, then cut the ice cave with his saber, and the "fishing leader" held the "fishing knife" in his hand, stirred in the ice cave a few times, lifted it up vigorously, and fished out a live fathead fish from the lake. It's called the "lake fish", and the fish writhes in the air, falls on the ice, and jumps up and down. Commander Kono was immediately asked to leave, and together with the distinguished guests, he went to enjoy the first batch of fish. What made Dong Zhaoyong feel happy was that at this ceremony, Sun Ruyu and the others did not move.

Generally, it takes ** hours to get off the net, and it can be closed in the middle of the night. First, dig an ice hole every ** meter on the ice layer of about one meter, and dig hundreds of ice holes in a net, and then thread the rod lead. When the net is down, because the net is too long, every certain distance, they have to use a horse-drawn winch to pull the big net, in order to gradually lower the net into place, only the process of getting off the net takes ** hours.

When the net is collected, several tall horses pull the winch to pull the wire rope to rotate, the fish under the ice are wrapped in a large net of four or five meters wide, and the fish are slowly exposed from the fish outlet of one meter wide and two meters long. The scene was spectacular.

Sun Ruyu The two snipers they sent had already died, they were no match for the Japanese at all, Kono Kamezo had been learning to use a sniper rifle at the instigation of Kono's men since he was a few years old, and his marksmanship was very amazing. They had no choice but to set the time for the assassination of Kono at night. They learned from those who knew Kono well that Kono would not be embarrassed by the presence of assassins during the day, he was a bold man, and he would continue to do whatever he wanted, but he would have more people on guard, which made it more difficult to assassinate.

According to custom, if you catch a fish larger than 50 catties in the lake, you will definitely call the most distinguished guest to see it, and this guest of honor is none other than Commander Kono.

Everyone waited anxiously, Dong Zhaoyong thought that it was best not to produce big fish, because he had already caught it once in winter, would there be no fish larger than 50 catties. They asked the head in advance, and the fish head said absolutely not, because every time they catch, they don't catch all the big fish.

A group of hunters waited anxiously, and the people in the room also talked about the safety of the commander during the banquet after three rounds of drinking. Commander Kono was a little too drunk, and he laughed maniacally, "You know what? Someone wanted to assassinate me at the fishing site, but I didn't expect my turtle to send him to Hades with just one shot. It turned out that some North Koreans also wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect to be completely killed by us! My life is hard! China has granite, my life is harder than granite! Where are the North Koreans? Call him. "Dr. Mi came along.

"How do you think my body is?"

"You're in good health."

"You, I've already investigated clearly, and you'll be free in the future!" Then he turned back to one of the people and said, "I saved this doctor!" Later, all of them were arrested by me, and all of them were recruited. The North Koreans just can't, of course, the same as the people in South China! ”

Kono seems to want to say something, and of course a Kono style poem is indispensable. "The pine and cypress Dongpo Lake is a hundred acres, a piece of snow and ice, waving the three armies together to catch the essence of the fish in one net."

There was cheering at the table. Dear readers, please close your eyes now and look like the face of a traitor dog minion, I hope there are no readers and relatives among them.

The handsome Zhang Zongchang will definitely not be convinced if he comes, because they are at the same level.

Kono spoke again: "If there is a big fish spirit (referring to a fish over fifty catties), I must be asked to see it, and I will eat him!" ”

Huge fishing nets were pulled to the ice by horse-drawn carts, the nets were large, and there were many fish, and the nets could only be collected with the help of horses. After catching the "open lake head fish", the girls dressed in Mongolian costumes each walked up to the fishermen with a tray filled with dried milk and fried rice, and the "fisherman" handed each fisherman a bowl to let them have a full meal before the fishing. About five minutes later, the "fisherman" shouted again: "Bring the wine, drink the Zhuangxing wine!" The Mongolian girl held six empty bowls on a tray and held four wine jars, walked up to the "fisherman" and the fisherman, and poured wine for the fishermen. The "fisherman" shouted: "Brothers, good wine will help us to catch the fish, dry!" "The fishermen drank it all." "Fisherman head" shouted again; "Enter the lake, collect the red net, fire the joy cannon, and set off!" In this way, the annual winter fishing began with the chanting of the lamas and the beating of the "Chama Dance".