When he was about to reach the town, Zhang Chi's car stopped, not because he met an acquaintance, but because he was stuck in traffic.

The traffic jam in the small town is almost no different from the sun hitting the west, how can a fart-sized town be jammed with traffic, but today it is still congested.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Chi walked over to the car in front of him, and the owner was standing next to the car, looking forward on tiptoe from time to time with his hands on his waist.

Zhang Chi also wanted to see it, but his height was really not impressive, and the white man in front of him was much farther than him.

"What happened? Was there a car accident? ”

Zhang Chi leaned over, first smiled at the others, and then asked.

“NO，NO！”

The big man said in a loud voice: "It's not that there was a car accident, but someone in front of you protested and blocked the road."

The big one is obviously not from Amber Town, maybe he is nearby or passing through the town, and he is now stuck here.

"Protest?"

Zhang Chi was a little confused, what is there to protest in a broken town, besides, who has the time to protest, and there is no need to do the work at home? Or is it a ticket in the sky?

didn't figure it out, so he had to wait, so Zhang Chi chatted with the big man for a few words and returned to his car behind.

Lao Xu also came out at this time, holding the half-open car door with one hand, while sticking his head out to look ahead.

"What's going on up front?" Lao Xu asked.

Zhang Chi told Lao Xu the news he heard.

Lao Xu was also stunned, and said: "What is there to protest in such a big town? ”

"Where do I know, if I knew, I wouldn't ask the front, go back to the car and wait slowly," Zhang Chi said.

"How long will this take, is there a path?" Lao Xu felt that this was not something that could be solved in a while, so he thought if there was a path to copy.

Zhang Chi said: "The path? It's usually a road, and there's no path."

This is said as if it is paving the road without money, and if a rancher has nothing to do to pave two or three roads for himself, isn't that more money burning?

There was no way, the two of them could only wait.

Fortunately, soon the police came and began to maintain order, and after more than half an hour, the car slowly moved.

Following the traffic all the way forward, when entering the town, Zhang Chi found a group of protesters holding cardboard signs in their hands, which read:

Don't build a ski resort!

Don't destroy the ecology!

No......!

In short, all kinds of don't.

Looking at the flags carried by these people, it turned out to be an environmental protection organization.

"These people are so idle!" Zhang Chi said.

Zhang Chi doesn't have a good impression of environmental protection organizations, feeling as if this group of people don't need to eat, and they are there wherever they build.

You say that if you build a factory, it is forgivable to talk about environmental protection, but if someone builds a ski resort, you still have to say that you are not allowed to build it, and it is a bit too much to destroy the ecological environment.

Just when Zhang Chi was stunned, someone suddenly knocked on the car window.

Zhang Chi turned his head and saw that it was a young girl with a protest sign around her neck.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chi pressed the window and asked the girl.

The girl took out a piece of paper directly from her hand, stuffed it into Zhang Chi's hand, and said at the same time: "Please support our righteous actions, and if you have time, please join our team to ......."

The speed of speech was very fast, and Zhang Chi's head was a little confused.

"Okay, okay, I know" Zhang Chi didn't want to entangle with this group of people with brain problems, so he said a few words, and when he saw that the car in front of him was moving, he followed.

Waiting for the car in front to stop again, Zhang Chi boredly flipped through the leaflet in his hand and saw that it was written how many kinds of harm there would be when building a ski resort, how much damage would be to the natural environment, and so on.

"Isn't that?"

Zhang Chi muttered, then crumpled the leaflet in his hand and threw it next to the stall.

"Originally, these people were," Lao Xu said with a smile.

The two were talking in the car, and a group of people outside were holding signs and shouting slogans, which could be regarded as a new scenery in the town.

The most common thing I see here in the United States is all kinds of people holding signs, these people protest against everything, protest when the wages are low, protest after working long hours, anyway, there are all kinds of reasons for protesting, and if you almost follow these protesters in English, you can increase your vocabulary a lot.

Fortunately, Zhang Chi didn't want to pass through the town, and when he reached the fork in the road, he turned to the road to his home.

After walking for about ten meters, the road became smooth.

The next trip back to the ranch went smoothly.

As soon as the car stopped steadily, Lao Xu opened the car door, stood on the pedal of the car and said to the working workers: "Hurry up and come and move the fish."

Zhang Chi looked at Lao Xu and smiled when he heard this, and said in his heart: You really love to show off, this fish is also worth two more people?

Immediately, two people ran over and looked into the carriage.

"Yo, what a big fish, Lao Xu, you have blood today."

"What kind of blood is out, caught in the wild river, I didn't ask for a penny. I used to be stupid, I had to buy a fish, and in the future, we will have enough big fish, do you see it, it's all wild fish......" Lao Xu said proudly.

Everyone is here, don't waste it, the two of them and Lao Xu opened the back compartment and carried the large plastic box containing the fish down.

"Zhang Chi, how do you divide this fish?"

Lao Xu lifted the fish to the ground, looked at Zhang Chi and asked.

Zhang Chi smiled: "I'll just keep three or four, and you can do whatever you want for the rest."

Hearing Zhang Chi say this, Lao Xu and the two workers carried the fish to their small kitchen car, and when they returned to Zhang Chi's small RV, there were only four big fish left in the box, all of which were big herrings, each of which was about six or seven catties.

The water tank, which was originally filled with stuffy jars, is now much better, and although the four big fish live in it are not very spacious, it is much better than just now.

"Don't cook at noon, eat fish together" Lao Xu put the box on the ground and said to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi nodded, he didn't really want to cook at this time, he originally decided to eat whatever he wanted, but now Lao Xu said this, which was his appetite.

"Oh, by the way, let's see where it is suitable to plant, so let's plant it."

Lao Xu remembered a few small seedlings he had brought in the morning, and immediately turned around and went back to take the seedlings and put them at Zhang Chi's feet.

Zhang Chi took a look, looked around, and felt that this neighborhood was good, so he took a shovel and dug a few pits at random, each pit was seven or eight meters away, put a few small seedlings in it, and poured a little water after filling the soil.

After doing this, the food over there was not yet good, Zhang Chi rode around the ranch on Chiyan Mountain, mainly to observe the water he had sprinkled in the past two days, to see if there was anything that had not been spilled, and to see if his new fence had been damaged.

Nothing happened, and the ranch was peaceful.

Back on the small dirt slope, Aunt Lu beckoned Zhang Chi to come over for dinner.

Zhang Chi took his bowl and came to Aunt Lu's small dining car.

There is fish at noon, and what I eat is stewed fish in an iron pot, two big fish are chopped into fish segments, and they are braised in a big iron pot.

"Sister-in-law Lu, I didn't expect your fish making skills to be this ......."

A worker took a bite of the fish and praised Aunt Lu's craftsmanship.

"It's as if you haven't eaten it before" Aunt Lu was very happy, but others praised her for making good dishes, and she was naturally happy in her heart.

Zhang Chi hasn't eaten yet, because he came late and was embarrassed to cut in line.

But now Zhang Chi's attention is not on the fish, but on the cauldron in front of Aunt Lu.

The iron pot table, with a large Chinese cauldron on it, is not small, with a diameter of seventy or eighty centimeters, and a small chimney, which is very convenient.

Lao Xu didn't pose as a boss either, he and Zhang Chi stood at the end of the line together.

"Where did you buy this stove?" Zhang Chi asked.

"There are a lot of these things on the Internet, what, you want to have one too?" Lao Xu saw that Zhang Chi liked this stove and opened his mouth and said.

Zhuo Chi nodded: "Well, it's very convenient to look."

"You really have to get one, this thing is easy to use, the cooking is similar to the old stove before, and the taste of the food cooked by the wood stove is not comparable to the gas stove," Lao Xu said.

"That's it, don't buy it, when the work here is done, this stove will be given to you," Lao Xu said generously.

Where is Zhang Chi willing to ask for this, it's not that he dislikes what people have used, but it's not suitable, people work for themselves and finally have to make a stove for others, what is this called.

"Forget it, just wait for me to buy one," Zhang Chi said.

As they were talking, it was already their turn for the two of them.

"Cake or rice?" Aunt Lu asked Lao Xu.

Lao Xu turned his head and asked Zhang Chi: "Do you eat cakes or eat?" ”

Zhang Chi stretched out his head to take a look, and found a large iron plate on the stove, and there was a stack of dead dough cakes on the plate, half of which were half naked and half hung with fish soup.

Anyone who knows how to eat it knows that this kind of cake is the most delicious, and the cake absorbs the salty and fresh taste of the fish soup, and the taste really makes your mouth water when you think about it.

"Bring me a piece of bread."

As a bastard, he was too embarrassed to catch the delicious food and eat it violently, so he asked for a piece of cake.

A piece of cake, with a large fish segment, this fish segment alone is afraid that there is a small half a catty, in addition to the fish segment, there is also a spoonful of fish soup.

After the food was served, Zhang Chi followed the example of the workers, found a random place to sit down, put the basin on the ground, and ate like this.

The fish made by Aunt Lu is good, whether it is salty or fresh, it is at the home-cooked level, far less than the standard of the braised pork she made last time. However, as a construction site cook, such a level should also belong to the ceiling level, and it can also support the scene if you run a small restaurant on the side of the road in China.

This level is better than the average person, but it is worse than Uncle Zhang Youliang.

However, this comparison is not reasonable, Zhang Youliang is a professional cook, and Aunt Lu is just a small cook on the construction site, so the comparison is a bit unfair.

Zhang Chi ate a cake, and came to half a bowl of fish soup to soak rice, and mixed a full stomach.

The workers ate more, and everyone did manual work, and they couldn't sustain such a large workload without eating more.

A pot of fish and rice, all of them were eaten, and the big guys patted their bellies after eating, and found a place to lie down and rest, ready for the afternoon's work.