Chapter 19 There is no place to catch a fish

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhang Qing's crisp shout came from a distance, and Zhang Ze looked back and found that the three of them were walking towards him.

Looking at Zhang Wu holding a bucket in both hands, maybe the harvest is not bad?

"I'm fishing!" Zhang Ze replied, and when he saw that they really wanted to come over, he mentioned again, "Be careful when you come, there are more sharp stones and shells here, so you must look at them first when you step on them." ”

Walking barefoot around the reef is not very comfortable, that is, they often work with thick soles and less sensitive nerves on the soles of their feet.

"Got it!" Zhang Qing and the three of them soon came to the front, and then carefully climbed through the reef group to his side.

"Brother, look, I caught a lot of Raou!" Zhang Wu showed off as if he had to hand him the bucket.

Zhang Ze stretched out his head to take a look, and found that the number of mudskippers in it was really good, and it was estimated that there were more than two catties.

"It's amazing, I've caught so much in just a while!"

Zhang Wu smirked, but Zhang Qing pursed his lips: "What, not all of them were caught by Ah Wu here, Sister Qian and I also caught a lot." ”

Zhang Ze was dumbfounded, and then hurriedly praised: "You are all very powerful, this thing likes to hide in the soil, it is really not easy to catch." ”

Seeing him say this, Zhang Qing became happy, and then looked at the bamboo basket in the shade curiously: "Brother, what did you catch?" ”

"Won't you go and see for yourself?" Zhang Ze couldn't leave for the time being with the fishing line in his hand, so he let them go over and see it by themselves.

"I'll get it!" Zhang Wu was the most active, and immediately walked over crookedly.

The soles of his feet were undulating stones, and he had to watch the dots walk, so the posture was a little strange.

When he came to the bamboo basket and stretched out his head to see the contents inside, he immediately showed a surprised expression: "Brother, how many big crabs did you catch?" Is this edible to eat? It's better to catch this big crab than to go to the field to find the field crab, the field crab is delicious. ”

"Who told you that the field crab is delicious, this big cockle is better than the field crab, I don't know how much, what do you children know?" Zhang Ze said angrily.

"Really?" Not only Zhang Wu, Zhang Qing also doubted the authenticity of his words, and even Zhang Qian, who was quiet on the side, looked at him with some doubts.

Because of its proximity to the sea, people in the village occasionally come to the beach to get some food, but they really haven't seen anyone else eat this big crab.

As for the skinned fish, small squid and shrimp, those fishermen can't digest too much, and they will be transported to the surrounding countryside as fertilizer.

The seaside is everywhere, who has nothing to eat at home with fertilizer!

Nowadays, crab paste, white shrimp roe paste and other seafood that can be pickled by rural people themselves are slightly more popular.

"This cockle is big, the meat is sweet and delicious, I feel that it is better than the field crab, if you don't believe it, we will eat it at noon." Zhang Ze knew that no matter how much he said, it was better to take a bite.

In this regard, Zhang Qian and the others naturally have no opinion.

As long as it is eaten, they are willing to taste it.

While speaking, the fishing line on Zhang Ze's side finally moved.

The small fish and shrimp thrown out successfully attracted a group of fish to come, and just standing on the reef, you can vaguely see the occasional black shadow on the surface of the water.

The water is shallow, and there are not many fish, but there is also an advantage after the fish are hit, that is, Zhang Ze directly mentioned it, and brought up the fish that bit the hook, so there was no need for a tug-of-war process in the water at all.

A pitch-black fish broke out of the water, about twenty centimeters long.

It doesn't seem like much, but it's actually a very generous fish.

Black sea bream?

No, this is a black bag!

Angler Zhang Ze recognized the species of fish at the first time.

"Brother, what kind of fish is this?" Zhang Wu asked about the curiosity of the two girls next to him.

"This fish is called Bao Gong Fish, and the taste... I recently met a friend from Lumen Island who is a fisherman. I've seen this fish before, and I heard him say it tastes very good. ”

Zhang Ze was halfway through speaking, and suddenly realized that he should not have eaten baogong fish now. He had been with his younger siblings for the past few years, and it was impossible for him to know these fish, so he hurriedly made an excuse.

Uncle didn't need it, but fortunately, he just met Tong Yuanhang.

Several people nodded knowingly, and Zhang Qian also asked, "Brother, can this fish be sold for money?" ”

Zhang Ze shook his head regretfully: "Others who specialize in fishing can't sell it, how can I sell it." ”

After saying that, he suddenly lost his interest in fishing.

Good things haven't shown their value yet, and even if they don't sell for money, there are no conditions to be scolded!

After fishing for a while, he didn't catch a valuable grouper, and the sun was uncomfortable, and he couldn't put the fish into the fishing space with his younger brothers and sisters around, so he simply beckoned them to go back together.

The shoes had been brought over by Zhang Qian, and several people found a puddle to roughly clean their hands and feet, and then put on their shoes and went back from the beach on the other side.

You don't have to go through mudflats and mud, and you won't get your shoes dirty.

When he got home, Zhang Wu carried a bucket to find Zhang's mother.

Zhang Huihong praised a few words and touched his head, but as a result, she touched the sweat on her hand, and directly sent him to follow Zhang Ze to take a bath in disgust.

As for the two sisters, Zhang Qian and Zhang Qing, they can't wash directly in the yard like men.

Zhang Ze helped his two younger sisters fetch water and brought it into the house, and then took Zhang Wu to take a bath in the yard.

The young man was not ashamed, he directly stripped himself and shook the little finch.

Zhang Ze couldn't hold back, and used Huang Laoxi's finger magic power, and Zhang Wuwa cried and went to find his mother.

Then someone was reprimanded by the old mother, so he had to smile and beg the younger brother for forgiveness.

After a tossing and turning in the morning, it was noon.

In the past two years, compared with previous years, the rural people have fared much better.

At least you can eat something at noon during the slack season, unlike before, there were only two meals in the morning and evening, and it was very rare.

Zhang Ze's family is relatively poor, or Zhang Huihong also wants to save more money for her son to marry, so she didn't eat at noon in the original farm.

But now that he can make money, Zhang's mother has no idea of saving this lunch again.

The mudskipper has been processed by her, and there is a lot of lard at home, so she rarely fried a plate of salty pickled mudskipper.

"It's not good to catch anything, catch these crabs that no one wants, waste firewood." As for the five big blue crabs that Zhang Ze took out, they were unexpectedly disgusted by her.

"Mom, we rural people don't know how to eat. I heard about this when I went to the county, and in fact, everyone in the city eats it. I also heard that there is a village in the next city that specializes in breeding this, and they can still sell it for money. ”

Seeing that the old mother didn't want to cook blue crabs at all, Zhang Ze had to give her a science popularization.

"Can this still be sold for money?" Zhang Huihong was suspicious and surprised.

"Really, you'll find out when you eat it later, I heard that it's much more delicious than field crabs, but no one on our side notices this good thing."

"And this crab only needs to be cooked in the water, put less water, and when the water is almost dry, it can be out of the pot."

"Okay, let's cook it then!"

The son said so, and Zhang Huihong also gave him a face.

Seeing that she agreed, Zhang Ze smiled and took a few blue crabs outside to freeze them to death with cold well water, and then washed them with his own brushing teeth.

His toothbrush is not slitted, and he just found an opportunity to change it.