Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 47 The three days of fishing you thought and two days of drying the net is not what you think.

"Hahaha."

"Giggle."

"Hee hee hee."

Mrs. Cen came in wiping her hands and stared at the crazy appearance of her grandson, couldn't hold back, and laughed aloud: "What's wrong?"

"Grandma, hey, I won't tell you yet." Cen Abao jumped up, hugged Mrs. Cen's neck and kissed, and rushed down to greet Qi Zeyao: "Follow me."

Granny Cen chased after him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ah, grandma, I'll be back later."

The old lady Cen looked at Qi Zeyao, who was so pissed and pissed, and thought: This is all about catching up with your little follower.

It was almost time to eat, and the two of them came back with a snort, dragging a large piece of green, stinky grass.

"What is this?"

"Sister, don't bring the house, it will stink the food."

"Smelly!"

The mules and cows in the shack shook their heads so badly.

Cen Abao made a filthy face, smiled brighter than flowers, and stretched out his little hand: "Grandma, give me the rough kudzu and hemp you bought."

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Cen stepped up, she gritted her teeth and stamped her foot to buy that thing, thinking about making clothes for her grandson in changing seasons.

Cen Abao danced and said, "Grandma, I want to make a fishing net."

Before he could finish playing, Boss Wang, who came to visit Cen's house, looked at the little boy who had just arrived at him, and said: "No, we tried fishing nets, but it's not practical. The river and the sea are too big, how many fishing nets do we have to weave? Okay. , even if you are not greedy and just weave a few fishing nets, what do you use for bait? Earthworms and insects are all the best. Let alone those that can’t be obtained, how much money will it cost if you can get them? Another one uses grain and egg yolks. Not to mention that these are also expensive things that people are not willing to eat, fish are good, if you don’t eat them, you will find them unpalatable.”

Cen Abao didn't refute when he listened, and sat obediently on the twig like a little person made of dough, with his dirty hands still clutching the grass, don't look at him and say nothing, he has an idea in his heart.

Granny Cen felt uncomfortable looking at it, feeling that the adults didn't pay attention to the baby's thoughts.

That won't work, you can't keep your granddaughter busy.

She squinted her eyes: "Just listen to my good grandson, she has a brain, and she might figure it out soon."

Boss Cen also understood what the old lady meant, so he swung his daughter around for a while.

Qi Zeyao praised: "Smart."

Cen Azhuo praised: "Smart."

Cen Arun also praised: "Excellent."

Boss Wang was quite surprised. He had seen someone who was so spoiled, but he had never seen someone who was so spoiled. Well, as long as they are happy, they should wait until they fail to find a way.

Cen's family pinched their noses and hurried away. They went to the back mountain to cut a bunch of wild ramie, scraped off the skin with a blunt knife, tied the bundles into knots, sank to the river pond, took them out after soaking, and beat them flat. Ge weaves it in, twists it together, and pulls out the ropes to make fishing nets.

This kind of fishing net is the simplest and cheapest, but it has a disadvantage. It takes three days to use, and two days of sunburn prolongs life.

So, three days of fishing and two days of drying the net came like this.

"My dear grandson, what kind of grass is this? It stinks."

"Milk, it doesn't stink. It's called rake incense. We smell it. Things in the sea like it."

"Don't you need to wash?"

"It's better to keep the original flavor."

Cen's family: ...they can't stand the original taste.

When it was time to catch the sea again, Mr. Wang and his family came over to meet them, looking helplessly at the stinky grass entangled in the fishing net: "Let's go."

There are many people from Cen's family, the big brothers Cen, the boys, and the dirty boy Abao.

When they appeared, they caused a sensation in the audience?

handsome?

Yes, it can be pulled down.

stinky.

The other fishermen stayed away from them, holding their noses.

"Who is this?"

"What did you take?"

"Hey, I said Boss Wang, who are you bringing with you?"

"Hey, come to fish with such a broken fishing net? I don't know if there is no need for fishing nets now." The man was also from a small fishing village, named Chen Fugui. pot of gold.

Mrs. Cen gave him a white look, you know six.

"Hey, you can't go into the sea with this fishing net, it stinks up the sea, how can we fish?" Chen Fugui said disgustedly.

Cen Abao looked at him with big round eyes. He was supposed to be called Uncle, but he deliberately called him old: "Grandpa, don't bully us. We don't know anything when we just came here. The village chief made it clear. Let's buy a house here and settle down. You can catch fish, so why not let him."

Chen Fugui was choked speechless: "You...then you don't want to create disasters. If that stinky thing goes down, the whole fish won't come out. How about we make a bet?"

"What bet?" The Cen's boys got excited.

Chen Fugui held up his coir raincoat: "Let's not do harm in the sea, go to the side, and fish together. I will walk on stilts, and you will use fishing nets. Whoever hits less will lose. I will not be happy to go to sea in the future."

The Cen family looked at each other in blank dismay.

Tsk, what a wicked thing, this is trying to run them away from outsiders.

The air is a little still.

Boss Cen looks at old lady Cen: Madam?It seems that you can't touch the sea in the future?

Mrs. Cen pursed her lips: Don't touch and pull down, plant the earth.

Cen Lao Er just wanted to be a middleman and ruined the bet.

Cen Abao's petite person is very powerful: "Gambling."

Qi Zeyao added: "Gambling."

The Cen family added one by one: "Gambling!"

Damn it, don't steam the steamed buns to fight for breath.

Get restless.

I don't even care about fishing.

Fishing is not as interesting as watching the excitement.

Chen Fugui patted his chest, and got on the stilts with ease, walking smoothly and smoothly.

Ferrets feel like animal troupes.

The Cen family dragged the stinking fishing net, stretched their horns, and flung it out with a snap.

Full of momentum.

Chen Fugui held a harpoon one by one, and that was a sure success.

But for some reason, the fork gradually disappeared, and there were no more fish. He made amends for himself: "There are few fish in this piece."

He squinted at Cen's family again: "I don't even know how many, did you designate one?"

Slap, slap.

The bets are off.

It's a mule or a horse. It's time to take it out for a walk.
As soon as Chen Fugui put the small bucket, well, five fish were alive and kicking in it.

The Cen family struggled to pull the fishing net.

One two hey.

One or two ha.

Shen, Intuit Shen.

My arm is going to cramp.

Pulling it down for a look, the big guy was dumbfounded.

My little girl.

The fishing nets are all full and densely packed, so there are so many fish that they can't jump around, and where can they rest their heads and gnaw on the stinky grass.

The other fishermen were stunned: "This...is this okay?"

Boss Wang looked at Cen's family meaningfully, feeling that he had underestimated them before.

Chen Fugui's mind was buzzing all of a sudden, he lost?Lost just like that?He didn't even want his own fish, so he left.

The Cen family, who had a good harvest, went to the house humming Xiao Haiqu.

Count it up, boy.

Nearly 100 fish.

What makes Cen Abao happy is that there are unexpected surprises.

She was so lucky that she caught two golden koi. The golden scales shone brightly, which was really exciting.

"Grandma, keep it alone, and bless our family."

"Success." As he said that, he took out the big bowl that usually holds soup, put the koi in it, and put it in the house, so that Ah Bao could watch it anytime and anywhere.

"Mother, kill all these fish and marinate them?" Li Xiang rubbed her hands eagerly.

Cen Abao raised his head: "No."

She ran up and down: "Grandma, I have an idea..."

　Thank you Xi, Zhongyi, Qingqing, Jinghongyiyi, book friends 355***383,. , Aww~, calm, Qin, what are you talking about, cotton, I love crispy chicken drumsticks, tips for modifying nicknames.

　　
　
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