My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 17 Fishing
"Xinxin, what's the matter, isn't that young man not bad?"

Fang Xin closed the supermarket at 11 o'clock and went home. She was still taking off her shoes at the entrance when she heard grandma's voice.

When she looked up, she realized that the four elders in the family were looking at her with a smile on their faces, their expressions somewhat narrowed.

Fang Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that her father had been asking her to go to the night shift for the past two days, and she suddenly came to her senses.

"Okay, are you watching my jokes at home?" Cameras are installed in the supermarket, and you can watch and listen to them with your mobile phone at home.

Fang's father glanced at Fang's mother at the side, and said with a strong desire to survive: "Xinxin, your mother is also doing it for your own good."

Fang's mother glared at her husband, walked over and took Fang Xin's arm, and asked, "What's the matter, I watched that child Wei Cheng grow up, and he is a perfect match for you. If he hadn't been studying in the city since childhood, You may have already done it."

Fang Xin drooped his head, and said weakly: "Mom, what age is it, you still play this game, besides, I don't like nerds, look at him, he buys a lot of things at night, and he likes to drink , I hate drunks the most."

Even though he said so, Fang Xin recalled Wei Cheng's facial features in his mind. He had to say that he was quite handsome. Although he couldn't see clearly with the hat on, the basic outline was very beautiful.

Fang's father heard her words and quickly explained: "Then you are wrong, that child is not an otaku, and he is not good at alcohol. He goes mountain climbing every week for exercise, and he can distinguish thousands of Chinese medicinal materials. It was bought to make medicinal wine."

Fang's mother also said: "That's right, this kid Wei Cheng is capable. Your grandfather's old cold legs didn't happen again because he drank the medicinal wine he made. If you don't believe me, you can ask your grandfather."

Fang Xin looked at his grandfather suspiciously. The old man jumped on the spot very cooperatively. He was forced to open the business. When his granddaughter grew up, it was time to marry. He also wanted to hug his great-grandson, so he was very happy. Cooperate with the parents.

"I can't see that he still has this ability..." Fang Xin muttered and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing this, Fang's mother smiled and said, "He is very capable. If your Uncle Wei hadn't asked him to apply for the major of Chinese medicine and pharmaceuticals, he would have gone to Tsinghua University and Peking University a long time ago. He is much better than you."

Fang Xin picked up the remote control and replied angrily: "Yes, you are so powerful, but you are still single."

"Hey, people can..."

"Cough cough cough."

Just as Fang's mother was about to refute, Fang's father coughed and interrupted her.

Fang's mother smiled resentfully, and then said: "Oh, my baby is also very powerful, so, tomorrow morning I will make some donuts, you can give some to others to taste, he is two years older than you, remember Be polite."

Fang Xin deliberately retorted, looked up and saw his mother's eyes, and pursed his lips in response.

It's just that she was doomed to miss out this time.

When she came to Wei Cheng's house at 07:30 with fried doughnuts, Wei Cheng had already appeared in another time and space.

Wei Cheng set the alarm clock at 05:30 in the morning, woke up and started working as a porter.

I moved the things I bought last night to my thatched hut one after another, and put them into those boxes by category and locked them up.

As for the bulk liquor, it was poured into the wine jar that was emptied yesterday.

By the time he finished his work, there was already smoke rising in the village.

After Wei Cheng distributed the food to the villagers, the villagers began to eat twice a day, because there was a lot of hard work to be done, and they would have no energy to do things if they were not full.

Before autumn, the hunters were busy hunting, and the women were busy collecting wild fruits and vegetables.

This is reserved for the winter, otherwise I don't know how many people will starve to death in winter.

Hao Zhao, who had just recovered from a serious illness, also got busy. Early in the morning, he took two friends to repair a fishing net made of hemp.

When Wei Cheng pushed open the courtyard door, he happened to see them busy on the hillside.

Wei Cheng was used to having three meals a day, so he planned to ask Hao Niang to steam a pot of steamed buns. He bought yeast and sugar this time, and the steamed buns they made would definitely be delicious.

Seeing Wei Cheng, Hao Zhao greeted him loudly: "Morning, my lord."

The other two also imitated Hao Zhao's salute, but their demeanor was somewhat shy and restrained.

Wei Cheng walked towards them, and when he saw the fishing net, he also became interested: "You guys are going fishing, I'll go with you, I'm going fishing, I haven't fished for a long time."

Hao Zhao cupped his hands, "That's a good relationship. I have a fishing rod at home. I'll bring it later."

Wei Cheng invited by the way: "After you finish repairing the fishing nets, remember to come to my house for dinner. I will treat you to delicious food."

Not far away, Hao Niang walked over holding Ah Ning's hand.

Wei Cheng told her about making steamed buns, Hao Niang nodded, and led A Ning up the hillside.Wei Cheng chatted with Hao Zhao again, and returned to the thatched cottage.

The dough for steamed buns needs to be fermented. If the time is too short, the steamed buns will not be fluffy enough. There is a way to speed up the fermentation process, which is to control the temperature.

Wei Cheng had learned this trick before, he was in charge of kneading the dough and waking it up, while Hao Niang was boiling water and preparing the steamer.

Aning was playing in the yard, and Wei Cheng taught her hopscotch. She learned it well, and she could have fun by herself.

Half an hour later, a pot of steamed buns was freshly baked.

As soon as the steamer was opened, the sweet scent of steamed buns came to the nostrils. Hao Niang, who was wearing a mask, lit up her eyes and unconsciously twitched her small Qiong nose, as if unwilling to let go of any wisp of steam.

Wei Cheng took out a warm steamed bun, broke off a small piece and tried it. The fluffiness was obviously not as good as the big steamed buns sold in the breakfast shop, but the taste was not bad, which made him want to take another bite after taking a bite.

Ah Ning, who smelled the smell, ran over quickly, looked at the big white steamed buns in the steamer, and asked curiously: "Is this the steamed bun? Compared with the steamed cake, it seems bigger!"

Hao Niang looked puzzled. When she made it, she kneaded out a palm-sized dough, which was about the same amount as steamed cakes. Why did steamed cakes become so small with the same dough, but steamed buns became so big?
Wei Cheng smiled and said nothing, didn't bother to explain, and let them eat it directly. After tasting it, he knew that the steamed bun was better than the steamed cake.

Wei Cheng walked to the gate of the courtyard and shouted to Hao Zhao who was mending fishing nets on the hillside: "Xiao Zhao, bring your good brother to eat steamed buns, hurry up, eat the steamed buns just out of the pan while they are hot."

Hao Zhao looked up, feeling a little embarrassed to eat.

The two little friends said: "Brother Zhao, you can take us there, my brother came home last night and said that the food at the son's house is delicious, I, I have been hungry all night, you can take me to taste it. "

The other also said: "Yes, yes, Brother Zhao, if you are afraid that Uncle Da Dao will scold you, I will tell Hu Zi later that we encouraged you to go, and I promise not to confess you."

Hao Zhao glanced at them angrily, and could only put down what he was doing and lead them up the mountain.

"Let's talk about it first, eat slowly for a while, don't gobble it up, don't be like a starving ghost like Brother Chengtou."

"Hey, brother Zhao, don't worry, we must eat slowly, so as not to embarrass you..."

However, after they ate the steamed buns, they immediately forgot this sentence.

No way, it smells so good!

The steamed buns in the steamer were swept away by the three boys, and they didn't even have time to take a sip of the pimple soup Hao Niang made.

Wei Cheng ate two steamed buns and drank a bowl of pimple soup. His stomach was already full. I really don't know where they got such a big appetite.

Are they all Monkey D Luffy?
"After eating this meal, I don't need to eat all day today." The young man named Hutou burped contentedly.

Hao Zhao kicked him angrily, and helped his good brother to plead guilty to Wei Cheng. There were no less than thirty steamed buns in a tray, and the three of them ate them all.

Wei Cheng waved his hand indifferently, and asked Hao Niang to steam another basket, and then turned around to share a share with the elderly and children in the village.

"Let's go fishing."

Wei Cheng’s mountaineering bag contained fishing gear, telescopic fishing rods, and various hooks, but to avoid suspicion, he only brought the hooks and nothing else, so he could just use Hao Zhao’s when he turned back.

When they came to the lifting platform, they happened to meet Hao Dadao who was on patrol. Hearing that they were going fishing, Hao Dadao asked Hao Zhao to bring a double-edged sword for self-defense. This is a very simple Han sword with obvious traces of wear and tear.

Hao Zhao flicked a sword flower, wrapped the double-edged sword in tiger skin and hung it on his back, looking a bit like a young knight.

Hao Dadao was worried, and told Wei Cheng: "Master, if you are in danger, you must listen to Zhao'er's arrangement, and he will ensure that you are safe and sound. Don't look at his young age, his force is very powerful. This one from our Haojia Village!"

Wei Cheng looked at his thumb and said with a smile: "Uncle Dao, don't worry, I will listen to Xiao Zhao."

Wei Cheng didn't argue. The slingshot, pepper spray, and electric shock baton in his pocket couldn't protect himself. It was really scary. He would never go to the mountains to collect herbs by himself before.

Coming down from the top of the mountain, a group of four walked towards the creek talking and laughing.

The creek I went to this time was not the one to get water from the east, but a mountain stream in the north of the upper reaches.

There are high cliffs on both sides of the mountain stream, and there is a 50-meter-wide stone beach in the middle. According to Hao Zhao, during the rainy season, the stone beaches on both sides will be submerged by floods.Right now, the water flow is slow, and through the clear stream, you can see stones and aquatic plants covered with green algae at the bottom.

Hao Zhao first took Hutou and the two to work. They blocked a small dam with stones, and then put the fishing net at the water outlet, so that as long as there are fish going downstream, they will be entangled by the fishing net.

This is the simplest fishing trap, with almost no technical content, but the effect is exceptionally good.

Fish got caught in the nets while they were still blocking the current.

Their fishing nets have large holes, and fish the size of a palm can pass through directly, but fish larger than a palm will inevitably be trapped. This is much more humane than those modern nets, and it also has an automatic screening function.

Wei Cheng looked at it for a while, and found it meaningless, so he took the long bamboo pole that Hao Zhao brought, and replaced the bone hook on it with his own steel hook.The young man named Hutou dug up some bait diligently, and enthusiastically helped Wei Cheng put the bait on.

"This hook is made of iron!" Hutou exclaimed.

Wei Cheng took out a matchbox from his pocket and said, "Do you like it? I still have a lot here. I'll give you a few."

Hao Zhao, who had set up the fishing net, came over and saw the silver hooks shining in the sunlight, and unconsciously opened his eyes wide.

Compared with the bone hooks he made himself, Wei Cheng's hooks are simply works of art.

He couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Such a thin iron hook, if the fish were bigger, wouldn't it be easy to break?"

Wei Cheng said with a smile: "No, this hook can easily catch a big fish weighing less than [-] catties."

Hao Zhao had a look of disbelief. His father, Hao Dadao, also tried to make fishhooks out of iron, but it was hard enough, but it was easy to break, especially the iron hooks that were polished so finely that a child could easily break them into two pieces.

Wei Cheng didn't explain too much, seeing the tiger's head put on the bait, it was a skillful throwing hook.

With a bang, the hook fell into the water, and the buoy made of reed stems stood firmly on the water.

The three of Hao Zhao looked at each other and put on the bait too. However, they used their own bone hooks. First, they were embarrassed to take Wei Cheng's things, and second, they still didn't trust iron hooks very much.

The four of them just sat on the cobblestones beside the shoal. The warm sunlight came directly through the mountain stream. The three of Hao Zhao took off their straw sandals and soaked their feet in the cold water of the stream.

Wei Cheng followed suit, took off his boots, and put his feet into the water. The cold touch made him shiver uncontrollably.

At this moment, Hao Zhao's buoy reacted. Before he saw how he moved, he saw a large silver-colored horse mouth fish flying past in front of him, and landed firmly behind him. up in the small pool.

Wei Cheng was taken aback, and was about to speak when suddenly there was a pull on his fishing rod.

Hutou hurriedly shouted: "My lord, stop the pole quickly, this posture must be a big deal."

Wei Cheng clenched his hands tightly and grasped the fishing rod tightly. It may be that he was using too much force, and the bamboo fishing rod broke with a 'click'.

Wei Cheng stared blankly at this scene, unable to react for a while.

Fortunately, Hao Zhao, who was beside him, had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the half of the bamboo pole that flew out, and then pulled it violently, wrapping the hemp rope around his wrist.

As he slowly recovered, a huge black fish came into view.

Hutou, who was about to help take up the line, exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Zhao, let go, it's a snake fish."

Hao Zhao heard the words and shouted: "I can't let it go, I finally caught one, I will kill it no matter what today, I want to avenge my fishing net."

It was too late, but soon, Hao Zhao took a step back, and the big black fish in the water was pulled out of the water by him, and smashed hard on the warm cobblestone, splashing water all over the ground.At this time, the fishing line made of hemp rope was also broken by its sharp teeth.

Looking at the gap in the fishing line, Hao Zhao got angry, picked up the broken fishing rod, and accurately stuck the big black fish rolling on the ground to death.

After some venting, Hutou said in amazement: "It's amazing, the hook didn't break, we caught a snake fish, haha, they must be so envious when they go back to call Brother Tou."

Wei Cheng looked at the dead black fish and asked curiously, "Is this fish difficult to catch?"

The tiger head explained: "It's not difficult to catch, it should be said that it is easy to take the bait, but once it takes the bait, it swallows the bait and the hook together. The snakefish has great strength and sharp teeth in its mouth, so the hook is easily caught. It bit through, and even Brother Zhao's fishing net was not spared."

At this time, Hao Zhao found Wei Cheng's hook from the fish's mouth, and seeing that the hook was intact, Hutou let out another exclamation.

"Brother Zhao, let's go stab the snake fish's lair. With this hook, those damned snake fish will definitely not be able to escape!"

(End of this chapter)