Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 53 Dragon Gate Array

Chapter 53 Longmen Formation
Back home, everyone has washed the block and hung it up to dry, drinking tea and chatting there.

Li Junge also joined in, and said to his father, "Dad, you have to practice this fishing skill. Brother Datang will need a hundred catties of fish every week in the future. There is no way for us to keep pulling the net like this. We can only encircle a small fish." In the net cage, you can catch four or five grass carp, seven or eight carp, and some crucian carp every week, which is about the same.”

Dad hesitated: "This fish is hooked, will it die?"

Li Junge said: "Now there are no thornless hooks. There are no barbs on the hooks. It's like being pricked by a needle. It's okay."

Then he said: "However, after you catch the fish, you have to keep holding on, otherwise you may get unhooked."

Wang Huanbang laughed loudly and said, "Siqi, what's the old saying? Fishing for prawns will starve the whole family to death. You've made a fortune from fishing now!"

Li Dongsheng also said: "Your pond is only four or five acres. Judging by Louwa's posture, you only have enough goods for one year here. After winter, you have to clear two ponds to get out."

Li Junge said: "Two ponds are not enough. I will soon have to raise fish fry. I will start farming in the Wuxi River. First, I have to get a few precious species of farmed fish. It is estimated that seven or eight ponds will be enough. "

Wang Hongguang gave a thumbs up and said, "Er Pi has a big heart!"

Li Junge said: "When I went to the county for a few days, I was really scared by the price of river fish. Good guy, three hundred and one catties of rock carp, one hundred and eighty catty of Qingbo and army fish. I sell all these fish in Lijiagou. I reckon that if I can get fish fry, I can raise them."

Wang Huanbang said: "There are less and less river fish now. In the past, besides the bamboo and woodware market, there was a fish market on the wharf. There were dozens of fishermen selling river fish in it every day. Now it has been closed for more than ten years. ?”

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "Yes, yes, at that time I set up a stall there, and it was not uncommon to see fishermen carrying big fish in. Good guy, the cured fish from the river came up, and the chopping boards of five or six families were set up. next."

Lazi fish is a sturgeon. The Yangtze River sturgeon can grow to hundreds of catties, and the Chinese sturgeon can grow to a thousand catties.

But this is the old calendar of decades ago. After the downstream power station was built, these two kinds of fish are rarely seen. Now they are protected animals, and the country has to sprinkle fish fry into the river every year.

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said again: "At that time, when the fishery club caught big waxed fish, someone would immediately cut open the belly and take out the fish eggs, and they would send them to Manzhou immediately."

Li Junge didn't know about it yet, so he asked, "Huh? What do they want fish eggs for?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "I heard that it is going to take the plane to the capital and make sauce for foreigners. It seems that foreigners like this, and it will be used in state banquets."

It turned out to be caviar. Li Junge understood. I really didn't know that the fishery industry in Jiachuan County had such a brilliant future.

Dad said: "If you want to look up the old almanac, I still have a saying here. My dad once went to Pan'ao River to cast a net, but he couldn't pull it out after a net. There was no other way, so I had to let my mother drag it by herself." After catching the net, he swam to the shore, went to the school and pulled the fourth uncle out, and the three of them got up the net."

After finishing speaking, he smashed his mouth: "Good guy, the three people in that net started to collect fish in the morning, and they didn't finish the fish until the sun went down. The net was enough for fourth uncle's travel expenses to Nanjing."

Wang Huanbang said: "At that time, there were many turtles in Pan'ao River, and they were said to be the descendants of an old turtle. When we were young, we used to run across the stone bridge of Pan'ao River, for fear of being swallowed by the old turtles. "

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter laughed loudly and said, "You don't have a round fan in the Longmen Formation. What I heard at the stall in Pan'ao River is the full version."

Li Junge liked these village legends the most, and quickly said, "Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, tell us about it!"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter took a sip of tea, and then slowly told the story: "According to legend, there was an old tuna fish in Pan'ao River, who couldn't stand loneliness after he became refined, so he went ashore and turned into a fat scholar.

It just so happened that the rich man of the Li family in Pan'aoxi was mainly looking for a son-in-law, and the old Tuanyu thought that this was a trick, so he ran to try to recruit a relative.

The old rich man of the Li family belongs to the Heli family in the Panao countryside. At that time, the family was very rich and had a family monk at home.

The monk saw that there was something wrong with the scholar's timidity, so he said: "My master is looking for a son-in-law with a belly. If you want to come to the door, you must match our pair first." '

The old tuanyu said: "Then you speak out and listen." '

The monk Jia made a pair, pointed to a lotus in the pond and said, "A silver lotus is worthy of the moon." '

The old tuanyu pointed to the four pillars and said, "The surrounding golden pillars can support the sky." '"

Dad said: "What does this mean? Why can't I understand it?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "I only understood after listening to other people's explanations. Back then, Empress Nuwa patched up the sky with four bastard legs to prop up the sky, and then burned stones to fill it up. You have exposed your identity."

Dad said: "This old tuna is really honest."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said again: "It's not over yet, the monk at home has made a pair again, 'People live under blue trees and blue sky.'

The old tuanyu said: "My home is between the white stones in Qingxi." '"

Li Junge spit out the tea after taking a sip, and everyone laughed and said, "Now I have reported my household registration."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter also laughed, and said: "Then, the monk came out with another one: 'It's just a moment to worry about your heart.'

The old tuanyu said again: "It's been a thousand years since I've been away from the world." '"

A group of people laughed so hard that they all said that this old tuanyu was much more honest than people.

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter continued: "Now the master of the Li family also understands that this is a thousand-year-old Tuanyu from Pan'ao River who has become a master. I can't help but wink at the family monk."

"The monk pretended not to see it, and said, "Okay, the scholar is very knowledgeable, but my lady's boudoir is upstairs, and the floor is thin. I don't know if you can bear it if you are so fat. You go up and try it. Tell the master to change the floor and make it thicker.'”

Everyone patted their legs and said with a smile: "It's over, it's over, this old turtle is going to suffer!"

"The old tuanyu went up in a hurry. As soon as he entered, the attic turned into a big bell. This monk was recruited from Fawang Temple in Baimi Township opposite, and he put the old tuanyu inside."

"The monk Jia said to the old Tuanyu: 'It is not easy for you to practice for a thousand years, and I will not abolish your practice. Wherever you came from, you should go back.' So he detained it under the Pan'ao River."

Dad laughed so hard that his stomach ached, and said, "Actually, the old Tuanyu is quite talented in literature. If it hadn't been for this mess, he might have been admitted as a scholar."

Wang Huanbang also said with a smile: "I don't know that the morals of the world are sinister, and it happened when I first came out of society."

Li Junge said: "I understand. This story tells me that when you go out, don't show off your literary talents, and don't be too honest. Especially you can't find a lady. Is that what it means?"

The old mother laughed again, slapped Li Junge on the back of the head, and said: "You dare to talk nonsense in front of the elders! Find a fight! Hurry up and cook!"

After the whole mess of Longmen Zhen was finished, it was indeed time to make dinner.

After dinner, Li Junge took the Xiasi dogs and sent Uncle Bamboo Carpenter home for a walk.

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said to Li Junge: "Pi Wa, where did you get those bamboos? They are so hard that even knives won't eat meat."

Li Junge smiled secretly, and said, "Are those bamboo skins real? The ones on the mountain behind my house seem to me to be mutated, and they are so hard that I can't cut them through."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "Your son finds work for me every day. This bamboo is good, but it takes a lot of work to make. It won't take long to sharpen the knife."

Li Junge laughed and said, "Well, now there are steel bars for lathes and grinders, such as tungsten steel, powder steel, etc. Those guys are very hard steel! When the time comes, you can draw pictures of your stuff, Mark it to size, and now it can be scanned into the computer and laser cut. I'll get you a set of super hard tools in a few days. It's time for your old guy to upgrade."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter immediately became excited and said, "That would be great! I'll draw it for you when I get home today."

Li Junge couldn't help being fascinated: "If these poles are made, what strength will they have?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter also found it unbelievable, carefully estimated for a while, and said: "I estimate that it is more than [-]% stronger than entering the soul."

Li Junge was taken aback. He had already carried 20 catties of grass carp. Wouldn't the new pole be able to withstand more than [-] catties?This has reached the standard of many high-end carbon poles.

Quickly said: "How is your progress now?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter thought for a while and said, "I built three more lacquer rooms and five poles at the same time. I guess there are still two months left."

Li Junge was very excited and said, "What length are they?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "One is twelve feet, one is eighteen feet, and the rest are fifteen feet."

Li Junge shook the stripper's uncle violently when he caught him, and said, "Let's talk about it first. After showing it to RB, I want a set. You can deal with the remaining two fifteen-foot ones."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said, "I don't like fishing, so if you like it, you can take it."

Li Junge fell down with a smile, and said: "Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, you still don't know the position of your pole. Think about it, someone pays you two thousand for a rice cylinder. When you compare with RB Bamboo Carpenter, then you The family’s poles should be sold by ruler.”

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter laughed and said, "You sold me a rice tube, and you really thought that the rabbit was still in Wowotou? Can such a good thing happen every day? That's not evil!"

Li Junge continued to masturbate there, very beautiful: "I'm trying to make a quick start before you become famous, and I probably won't be able to afford your poles in half a year. By the way, you must keep the set of poles I want. Make a big name and write something like 'Huang Zhengliang's first work'. Tsk tsk tsk, the pioneering work of the master, if my son has no food in the future, these three poles are enough for him to squander for a while!"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter was so teased that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and said: "Hahahaha, Piwa, you are so funny. If you want a name, I can iron a hundred of them for you!"

Seeing that Uncle Bamboo Bamboo Carpenter didn't believe it, Li Junge said, "Why don't you believe it? Huh, let's see then! I will provide the raw materials, and you will produce the crafts and open a studio. There must be a lot of money!"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter laughed so hard that he knelt down and said, "All right, all right, I'll see what tricks you have to make us rich!"

　The legend of the old turtle comes from my mother’s hometown. When she was a child, she really believed that there was a big turtle with a clock on her back. Every time she crossed the bridge, she would run hard. The alarmed soft-shelled turtles crawled into the water. Later, Lao Zhou went to that place once, and there were hooks of soft-shelled turtles along the river... Hey... Also, thank you for your generous recommendation yesterday!Very awesome!Thank you, Zhuiying in the Wind, for adding my book to his reading list!

　　


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