Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 35 Catch Huge Items With Bare Hands
Ordinary aquaculture ponds and lakes are better for pulling nets. The trawl net is funnel-shaped and cuts off the pond horizontally. Someone pulls forward on both sides. There is a very important point in pulling the net. It is necessary to step on the bottom tank, that is, to sink into the water A net bag is used to ensure that the fish in the pond will not slip away from the bottom of the net.

However, the Yangjiawan pond has not been dried for decades, the silt is very deep, and there are many weeds and branches below. Yang Zhenyu dare not take the risk of stepping on the sump in the middle, and he does not dare to sink the net too deep, which is likely to be caught by the branches. Stay, it will be hard when the time comes.

Zhang Mingkang and his old cousin took a few people to drag on both sides, stepped on the sumps on both sides, and scraped the fish as clean as possible.

The trawl was moving very slowly.

After a few steps forward, the school of fish starts to make noise.

Some fish jumped directly from the dragnet, and some tried to escape.

It is definitely impossible to catch them all in one catch, and Yang Zhenyu himself knows that the remaining fish can only be caught after the water pump is drained.

The trawl net was pulled into the deep water area. The mud pond in the deep water area should still be seventy to eighty centimeters deep. The mud pond suddenly churned, and the muddy water splashed high.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Mingkang's old watch stretched out his hand, "There are still big goods, slow down, slow down!"

Everyone followed the footsteps of the old watch and walked forward gently, trying to scrape the big fish that had just jumped into the net pocket.

The trawling net was pulled forward half a meter, and the mud pond splashed muddy water again.

The old watch was even more careful, stepping on the sump firmly and dragging it forward.

Suddenly, a huge fathead fish jumped out of the mud pond, jumped directly over the drag net, and hit the mud pond heavily.

"Fuck!"

"This shit really weighs a hundred catties!"

"Do you see clearly?"

"Big cargo!"

The villagers on the shore boiled up.

Zhang Mingkang caught a 28-pound big fat head before, and the one he jumped over was even bigger. He was very excited and put down the net to catch it.

Yang Zhenyu quickly persuaded Zhang Mingkang, "Director Zhang, don't worry, it can't run away, it will be easier to catch after pumping the water for a while, let's pull this net up first!"

The old cousin also echoed: "Old cousin, listen to Xiao Yang, and do it after a while when the water level goes down!"

Zhang Mingkang grabbed the net again and continued dragging, his eyes still fixed on the giant cargo in the mud.

It took more than 40 minutes for the net to reach the shore.

Yang Zhenyu shouted to Wu Jianguo on the shore, "Uncle Wu, throw down the fish basket!"

Wu Jianguo did so.

Yang Zhenyu assigned: "Director Zhang, old uncle, you are responsible for sorting and framing, and my little brother and I will carry it, lift it up and go directly to the fish tank truck!"

"Okay, listen to you!"

The net bag sunk in the muddy water was gradually dragged out of the water.

The densely packed big fish scrambled into the muddy water.

"so much!"

Yang Zhenyu was also frightened.

"Go!"

"A whole lot!"

"This fish is very hard to catch!"

The uncles on the shore scratched their sleeves and asked, "Xiao Yang, do you want to help?"

"Okay, uncle, be safe!"

Seven or eight middle-aged men took off their pants, jumped into the pond in their underwear and started catching fish.

Four or five fathead fish can fit into a box.

There is still a big difference between wild fathead fish and farmed fathead fish. The spots on the head and sides of the back of wild fathead fish are darker.

In addition, its body is more slender and its caudal fin is relatively wide. Most of the fathead fish that are farmed have a thicker body and a fatter back and belly because of their high stocking density, small water area, and relatively low activity.

Mao Jicheng picked up a fat head weighing seven to eight catties from the fish box, looked at it, and nodded with a smile, "It's indeed wild!"

From the size of the fat head fish in the net bag, we can also tell that it is wild. The size is uneven. Some are more than ten catties or even twenty catties, and some are only seven catties. The size is different from that of collective breeding. Collective breeding and collective feeding , the weight difference of each fish is not so obvious.

The fathead fish here, in human terms, has been multiplied for many generations, so it is normal for them to vary in size.

"Boss Mao, how are you? Didn't you lie to me?" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Weigh it and load it!" Mao Jicheng waved.

The fish box was lifted up and Yang Zhenyu looked at Mao Jicheng's driver to take notes.

Box after box of fish keeps coming up.

It is mainly fathead carp, that is, silver carp, and some silver carp and grass carp.

It took more than an hour for twenty people to install it.

Yang Zhenyu leaned forward and asked, "Boss Mao, how much have you installed?"

"The fat head weighs more than 1300 catties, the silver carp weighs more than 800 catties, the grass carp weighs about 300 catties, and the crucian carp weighs two to three hundred catties!" The driver said looking at his notebook.

Yang Zhenyu smiled, and looked back at the pond that was about to bottom out. There should be thousands of catties of fish in it.

"Director Zhang, uncle, I'll get the big one, and you catch other fish!" Yang Zhenyu assigned.

He knew that Zhang Mingkang wanted to catch that big fish just now, but no one knew how deep the silt was inside. Director Zhang was still old after all, and Yang Zhenyu was worried about accidents.

Zhang Mingkang understood that Yang Zhenyu was worried about him, so he didn't force him, so he complied with Yang Zhenyu's words.

Yang Zhenyu went back to the tent and took out the rope tied to the generator, tied one end to his waist and the other end to a big tree trunk by the pond. If the situation in the mud pond was not good, he could grab the rope and slowly climb out.

The fish was too big, and it would be impossible to climb out of the mud pond like Zhang Mingkang did just now. Yang Zhenyu took the plastic boat on the shore with him.

Step by step towards the mud pond.

Every time I step down, I will carefully test the depth of the mud.

When it was about half a meter away from the mud pond, the mud had already covered Yang Zhenyu's waist.

"Xiao Yang, be careful!"

"Xiao Yang, don't force it, safety is the most important thing!"

The villagers expressed their concern.

Yang Zhenyu raised his right hand and made an OK gesture, using the twist of his waist to push himself to move on.

It was only half a meter away, and it took several minutes to walk.

Yang Zhenyu had already seen Fathead Fish's body, lying sideways in front of him.

The mud covered his navel and seeped into his waders.

Yang Zhenyu realized that a quick decision must be made.

Leaning forward, he stretched out his hands slowly, and when he was about to get close to the fat-headed fish, he suddenly reached out and hugged its back.

Yang Zhenyu tried to hold the fat-headed fish upright. The fat-headed fish of this size struggled with great strength, swung its body violently, and jumped out of Yang Zhenyu's arms.

This force caused Yang Zhenyu's body to sink again, his chest was covered by muddy water, and his feet could not move at all.

The situation of the big fat head in front of him is not good either, the water is almost drained, and it can only arch in the mud.

Yang Zhenyu was going to make a second attempt. This time, he struck firmly and ruthlessly. He hugged the big fat head's head and back again, lifted it up vigorously, and hit the plastic fish boat on the other side of his body.

The big fat head hit the fish boat, swinging sideways.

Yang Zhenyu yelled towards the shore: "Director Zhang, quickly drag the fish boat up!"

Zhang Mingkang brought people over to tug the boat.

Yang Zhenyu threw himself forward, grabbed the rope that had been tied in advance, and crawled a little bit. It was very difficult, the meridian on the arm was protruding, and the face was jumping tightly.

"Come on, Xiao Yang, I'll give you a hand!" Director Zhang's old cousin grabbed the rope and dragged it up, "Xiao Yang, take your hands out, don't get into your water pants!"

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