1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 6 Danger Emerges
"It's really a three-knife!"

Liang Ziqiang took a closer look and immediately confirmed it.

The characteristics of the three-knife fish are quite obvious. This fish is also called "biting cloth" and "flower-tailed eagle". It has a very beautiful and pleasing appearance.

The front part of its back is raised like a knife, and the most striking thing is the orange-yellow diagonal stripes on its body, which are extremely showy. The orange-yellow fins are like yellow ribbons.

When he was very young, he saw a villager catch it. Out of curiosity, he pestered his father to ask, and only then did he learn its name from his father.

But after that, he was rarely seen.

After all, as Lao Zhang said, this kind of fish is not often caught.

"Is this fish easy to sell?" Liang Ziqiang asked.

He had heard from his father that this fish was very expensive, but he didn't know if he could sell it. After all, the purchases at the dock were usually based on regular seafood.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Lao Zhang was so angry that he wanted to turn over:

"It's hard to sell, so can you sell it to me?" He stared at the three-knife. "A while ago, Zheng Liu, who was collecting goods at the dock, chatted with me and said that the rich people in Hong Kong Island love to eat three-knife. He asked me to sell it to him at a high price if I caught one!"

"As for the price, more than ten kilograms of yellow croaker are not as good as one kilogram of swordfish!" He glanced at the yellow croaker in Liang Zifeng's net and added affirmatively.

"It's just one, and it's not heavy, so it can't be sold for much money." Liang Ziqiang smiled and picked up the three-knife fish in the net and was about to put it into the bamboo basket.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhang came over, reached out his hand, and touched the three-knife fish:
"Let me take advantage of your good fortune. Maybe I'll get some money later!"

After touching it, he walked away on stilts under Liang Ziqiang's speechless gaze.

Liang Ziqiang: Just a three-knife sword, and it has become a mascot? ? ?
Before putting the three-knife fish into the bamboo basket, Liang Ziqiang saw the excited eyes of his two brothers, so he simply handed the fish forward:
"How about you two touch it too?"

The two looked at each other, and then gave him the same word:

"roll!"

The three brothers bent down and picked up the fish and shrimp in the net into their respective bamboo baskets.

The three bamboo baskets were all very large and kept floating beside them.

The reason why it floats so steadily is that there are several large sealed gourds tied around the bamboo basket, in addition, there are several milky white square oil drums.

The buoyancy created by empty oil drums and gourds is enough to hold up a basket full of fish.

Liang Ziqiang didn't expect that the first catch would be this much. In addition to the eye-catching three-knife crab, there were also many swimming crabs and stone crabs. Of course, there were also many worthless hair shrimps.

After collecting all the shrimps and crabs, the three of them walked a few steps, continued to plunge the handheld net into the seabed, and began to push the net.

Push the net, lift the net, collect the net, pick up the shrimps; push the net again, lift the net...and repeat this cycle over and over again.

Using fishing nets as tools, it seems that they want to comb the bottom of the shallow sea in this area.

Liang Ziqiang suddenly had an idea and thought of a word from later generations:

Haidilao.

Damn, it's too vivid. This is the real Haidilao!
It’s a pity that the situation like the first website directly cutting three pieces of cloth online has never happened again.

But even so, his good luck still caused constant admiration from other fishermen nearby.

"It's the same sea, but why are the shrimps that Qiangzi caught bigger than mine?"

"You don't even need to look in the sea water to see if you are as handsome as him. Female shrimps are also human and will actively throw themselves into the arms of young ones!"

"Okay, stay away from him, let's go somewhere else to fish!"

As people pushed the net, they made loud and harmless jokes, bursting into laughter from time to time, trying to have fun in the midst of suffering.

Liang Ziqiang didn't even have time to say anything.

Look, when I picked it up, there was another big shrimp jumping around in the net!
There weren't many hair shrimps this time, but only big red shrimps and green shrimps. The latter are more valuable than hair shrimps!

In fact, Liang Ziqiang himself was also quite puzzled by the metaphysical thing called luck. He started fishing with his family when he was a teenager, and his luck had always been a little better than others.

Perhaps he was born to be a fisherman.

Now it seems that after the restart of life, my enviable "fish-attracting physique" has not only not disappeared, but has become more prominent than in the previous life?
Just as he poured a net of shrimps into the big bamboo basket, Liang Ziqiang suddenly felt a strong push.

"not good!"

Just as I let out a cry of surprise in my heart, a wave suddenly surged in like a small hill rising from the sea.

A second ago, the small hill was in front of his chest, and a second later, it was smashed on his body, and the splashing waves covered the sky and the sun, wrapping Liang Ziqiang in it. It was like a waterfall flying from the sky, covering his head and face.

"Hold tight!"

Liang Ziqiang only had time to yell two words, but his hands and feet had reacted before his mouth, and he hugged the big bamboo basket without hesitation.

In such waves, it is difficult to stand firmly on stilts alone, and holding on to a bamboo basket or a large gourd or oil drum is the best option.

Liang Ziqiang had encountered similar situations countless times in his many years of stilt fishing experience, and he managed to get through them safely every time using the same method.

Sure enough, the waves came quickly and went away quickly.

When he raised his head from the oil drum again, the waves had dissipated into thin air, and except for his hair and shirt being soaked, he suffered no other damage. He did not even choke on a mouthful of water.

The eldest and the younger brother were also experienced stilt fishermen, so there was no need for him to remind them loudly. They also quickly held on to the oil drum and escaped danger.

At this moment, they were looking over, and the three brothers looked at each other and smiled silently.

"Huh!" Liang Ziqiang glanced around and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Where is Uncle Zhang? Why is he gone?"

A bamboo basket surrounded by oil drums floated away, and there was no trace of Old Zhang who was nearby just now.

"Zhang Baomin!" Other fishermen also shouted loudly.

Suddenly, a head popped out of the water. Zhang Baomin seemed to be struggling to stand up again, but failed and fell into the sea again.

Liang Ziqiang understood what was happening.

Lao Zhang must have turned around to pick up the oil barrel, but found that it had already floated away. He grabbed nothing and was knocked into the water by the waves.

As an old fisherman, Lao Zhang's swimming ability is beyond doubt. Under normal circumstances, even if he swims in this shallow beach of more than two meters deep, he can swim to the shore safely.

But the situation now is special in that stilts are tied to the legs.

It is extremely inconvenient to swim.

A useful tool to help people catch fish at sea can also become a deadly burden at critical moments.

Liang Ziqiang had no time to say anything as his thoughts raced through his mind. He grabbed his oil barrel and bamboo basket and rushed towards Zhang Baomin.

When Lao Zhang emerged from the water again, the oil barrel was delivered right in front of him.

As soon as he grabbed the oil barrel, Lao Zhang quickly stabilized his body in the water.

"Thank you! Thank you! I'm willing to sacrifice my life for your help today!"

Old Zhang was in a very sorry state, but he kept on thanking Liang Ziqiang.

"We are getting old! It seems that we all have to slowly withdraw from the stilt fishing net. This beach will belong to Qiangzi and his friends from now on!"

The other two older fishermen shook their heads and sighed with sadness.

However, their lamentations reminded Liang Ziqiang of the tragic maritime disaster at the end of August.

The sea is rich and feeds countless people, but it also takes the lives of many.

Compared to the dangers of capsizing in the deep sea and being unable to escape, stilt fishing is a relatively safe way of fishing.

As long as you have enough physical strength and balance, and react quickly when encountering waves, there will basically be no real danger.

Although the fishermen sighed, they immediately picked up the triangular nets and continued to fish.

It was as if there had never been any waves on the sea and the thrilling incident just now had never really happened.

Three hours passed quickly. Around ten o'clock in the morning, the tide began to recede.

The three brothers trudged ashore, took off their stilts, and the first thing they did was to head straight to the dock.

This was the most fruitful harvest they had ever had in all the years of fishing on stilts. They had to sell the fish and shrimp in the baskets as soon as possible while they were still fresh and get a good price.

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