Chapter 147: The Little Bamboo Row Goes to the Midstream
Coming out of Wu Lun's bamboo building, the sky was already bright, and the golden light of the morning sun penetrated the dense forest and sprinkled on the mountain path, adding a touch of vitality to the dull mountain, and the originally rugged mountain road seemed to be much easier to walk.
Xie Zhijian has been looking at me with adoring eyes, and that appearance is so exaggerated that people want to laugh.
"I said Director Yang, I didn't find you so powerful before, just with a three-foot tongue, you actually said that Zuojiang's heavenly witch was willing to serve us, okay, your tongue is worth a million soldiers......"
"Get out, the black impermanence tongue is not three feet long."
Xie Zhijian hurriedly caught up with him and said, "Don't make trouble, you tell me, how did you see so many things, if it weren't for us all mixing together these days, I really suspect that you had found a private detective to investigate them in advance." β
I smiled and said, "Don't tell me that you don't have capable people in Longhu Mountain." β
"What's the matter? Looks? You can see all of this from Wu Lun's face? β
I couldn't help but roll my eyes: "The greatest ability of the physiognomy is not to look at the face, but to be obedient and listen to the sound, and then follow the vine to touch the melon, to put it bluntly, it is a clichΓ©, according to scientific terms, it is called bold assumptions, careful verification." β
"Besides, you didn't see what happened in the hall, if you do, you can guess."
Xie Zhijian disagreed: "Do you still remember the sentence that the wind sent you later?" It's not good for young people to be so modest. β
Thinking back to Ye Buxiang, I couldn't help but sigh: "I am afraid that my ability is not even one-tenth of Ye Buxiang's, if he is here, how can he afford to delay a night here." β
Laughing, we returned to Xiji, Luo Ningfeng didn't sleep all night, and he was relieved to see us come back.
Without me opening his mouth, Xie Zhijian shook out all the gains of this night.
Luo Ningfeng was also surprised after hearing this, and sighed that my trick was ruthless enough, and he couldn't help but sigh that this world was too small.
I especially understand his feelings, but isn't it, this world is indeed too small, we originally planned to go to Taiping Dao to settle accounts after this incident, but I didn't expect them to send it to the door by themselves, or the old saying makes sense, the enemy is the narrow road!
Originally, we were going to help Xijizhai, but now naturally there is no reason to stand idly by, and at that moment I contacted the Guangxi Qinjia credit knife person, and Luo Ningfeng contacted the masters of the Great Xuankong Sect in the vicinity, and let them blend in as tourists.
There are still four days before the asparagus meeting, and it is easy to arrange it, everything is properly arranged, only to feel the fatigue of sleepless all night, after breakfast, I said that I was not feeling well, and refused the activity of taking a bamboo raft to swim in the river arranged by Ji Guoguo for us, and went back to the room to fall asleep.
I slept until noon, and I was relieved, and Xie Zhijian and Luo Ningfeng had already woken up.
can mention the matter of swimming in the river, Luo Ningfeng is not interested, I know that this product actually can't swim, and is naturally afraid of water, last time they went to the river to buy fish, Luo Ningfeng was far away from the water, and was ridiculed by Xie Zhijian.
I was going to stop there, not to mention the bamboo chops, but when I had lunch, Ji Guoguo's small mouth was almost able to hang the oil bottle, it turned out that this girl liked to play in the water the most, but she was our guide, if we didn't go, she naturally couldn't go.
I couldn't bear to disappoint her, so I discussed it with Luo Ningfeng and asked him to stay, and Xie Zhijian and I went to put the bamboo chops with Ji Guoguo.
Ji Guoguo smiled at this time, and pulled me and Xie Zhijian all the way to the riverside with laughter and jumping.
This river is called Lushui, although it is the border river between China and Vietnam, but the river surface is wide, the water potential is stable, the mountains on both sides of the bank are beautiful, take the bamboo row along the river down, you can not only visit the scenery of the mountains and rivers, but also can watch the cormorant fishing that is rarely seen now.
Ji Guoguo found us a wide bamboo raft, which was supported by an old man named Uncle Xiang, and carried us into the stream.
Today's weather is excellent, the sun is shining, the river water is crystal clear, sitting on the bamboo raft, I can clearly see the fish swimming in groups among the pebbles, I can't help but think of the sword bone fish that Xie Zhijian and they got back that day.
"Guoguo, let's get a few bigger sword bone fish back today, and at night, I will ask you to take charge of the spoon yourself and make us another pot of sour soup fish, the two of them were too small last time, I didn't even eat the meat, just drink the soup."
Ji Guoguo couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and Uncle Xiang, who was holding the boat, couldn't help but smile.
I was a little confused: "What are you laughing at?" As if I'm greedy, you don't see how long the chopsticks of those two foodies are......"
"No, Brother Yang, you don't know, the kind of fish you said is also called a sesame sword, it is rare to catch it, it is already rare to get as big as last time, if you want to be bigger, it depends on fate."
I made her laugh a little embarrassed, so I had to find a step for myself: "I'm quite fated with them, I don't believe we can make a bet." β
Seeing that I didn't believe in evil, Ji Guoguo laughed even more: "Okay, what are you betting on?" β
I was thinking about what to use as a stall for the color head, and on a bamboo row in front of me, there was a melodious singing.
I saw a young Miao girl who was about the same age as Ji Guoguo, standing in the head of the bamboo row, letting go of her singing voice, and singing a mountain song towards a bamboo row that was going up the river.
My heart moved: "Will you sing this song?" β
Ji Guoguo was stunned: "Yes." β
I laughed, "If we can catch a fish today, you can sing this song to me, I think you must sing better than her." β
Ji Guoguo turned his head to look at the Miao girl on the bamboo row, and a touch of crimson floated on her already delicate little face: "But ......"
"But what, you just say you dare to bet."
Ji Guoguo's nose wrinkled: "Hmph, bet on it, what if you lose?" β
"I'll sing it to you if you lose, what's the matter?"
Ji Guoguo covered his mouth and smiled: "Does the eldest brother also sing mountain songs?" β
I rolled my eyes: "Look down on me, I was the prince of love songs in Lianli back then, but unfortunately there is no guitar here, otherwise I will let you see what it means to sing with vicissitudes of life in melancholy......"
"Don't talk nonsense, go to the head, release the cormorant quickly, over there, there's a big school of fish over there!"
Uncle Xiang laughed, and drove the cormorants squatting on the shelf into the water one by one, and the river was suddenly jubilant.
I've seen cormorants fishing before, but it's always on TV, and I'm curious how these big birds can catch up with nimble fish underwater. After all, they are so big, and the resistance in the water is definitely not small, and no matter how fast they are, it is difficult to outrun the fish.
At this time, I saw it with my own eyes and found that these guys are really worthy of the name of black ghosts, and sure enough, they are treacherous like ghosts, and they actually know how to divide labor and cooperate, a few are driving in front, a few are ambushing in the back, and the fish are driven to the front, and the few who are in ambush are suddenly accelerated, and the big mouth holds the fish tightly.
What surprised me even more was that they also knew how to take shifts, and if they caught a cormorant that had caught a fish, they would be responsible for driving it away next time.
After such a rotation, no one returned empty-handed.
Uncle Xiang was busy collecting fish, Ji Guoguo and I both went up to watch, and every time a cormorant came out of the water, we were both nervous.
I don't know what Ji Guoguo is nervous about, but thinking about me, a rough old man pulling his neck and shouting military songs on the river, I can't help but feel a little unpleasant, especially with the lingering singing voice of the Miao girl in front of me, I am more and more unconfident.
But I don't know if it's my luck too much, or if there are too few sword bone fish, the cormorant took turns to go into the water twice, and the fish caught half a bamboo basket, but none of them were sword bone fish, not even a sword bone fish, not even a point that looked like a point, I wanted to play tricks without an excuse.
I scratched my head in embarrassment.
When Ji Guoguo saw my embarrassment, he smiled and trembled, and then raised his little face and put his hands behind his back, and he didn't squeak, just looked at me like that.
I made her look straight and weak, and Xie Zhijian was still applauding on the side: "Director Yang, come one, Director Yang, come one ......"
"Sing it, sing it, you sit tight for Lao Tzu!"
I can't help it, I'm willing to gamble and lose, so I have to let go of this old face, puff up, and howl around my neck.
"The small bamboo row goes to the middle reach, the towering green mountains walk on both sides, the eagle spreads its wings and flies, even if the wind and rain are sudden, the burden of revolution ......"
I really can't think of a song with tenderness, but fortunately, a song "Red Star Follows Me to Fight" is barely suitable for the occasion, although the singing is out of tune, but I have a little bit of the confidence of beating the sky drum in it, but it can also be said to be a sonic boom in the mountains, and the momentum is extraordinary.
Before the song was finished, applause rang out on the river, and other tourists on the bamboo raft cheered me up, which made me feel a little proud.
Ji Guoguo was also impressed by Lao Tzu's singing, although he just praised me for being loud enough, but it was a compliment, wasn't it?
It's a pity that I couldn't hear her sing, which makes me a little regretful.
However, what I didn't expect was that when I finished singing, Xie Zhijian, a treacherous villain, began to squeeze towards the leader, and asked him vigorously why he only let five of the six cormorants go, and why the other refused to let go of the water.
I've noticed this before, but the one that didn't go into the water was thin and not as lively as the others, and I thought it was sick, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
But when Xie Zhijian mentioned this, I felt that something was wrong, and he naturally did not do it without purpose.
So I urged Xiang to put the cormorant down, but I couldn't push it off, so I had to drive it out of the water.
As soon as it got out of the water, it looked me straight in the eye, although it was only fighting alone, but it was so fast that it was like an arrow, and after a few back and forth, it pulled a fat fish longer than its body, and it was a sword bone fish.
I looked at the helpless head in surprise, it turned out that this old man was actually favoring Ji Guoguo.
Xiang smiled dryly, saying that Xie Zhijian was an expert, and he actually saw that the thin cormorant was the king of these cormorants.
Only then did I remember that the most popular place for cormorant fishing is Jiangxi, and isn't Xie Zhijian, a kid from Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi?
Dare to be affectionate, he has seen that he is tired of it a long time ago, but he has been pretending to be a grandson and sitting back and watching Lao Tzu be embarrassed!