Golden Fishing Village

Although Chen Anquan helped calm the fragrant pig with veterinary tranquilizers later, Lao Ao still couldn't get rid of his hands to watch the dragon boat race. He had to take care of Youfu who was drunk.

Youfu was confused after being drunk and kept coughing. Ao Muyang didn't know what was going on. He couldn't understand why Zuiyan coughed. As a result, Chen Anquan helped him again: "This is not coughing, boss, this is vomiting."

"You told me that this coughing is vomiting?" Ao Muyang widened his eyes.

Chen Anquan smiled and said: "This is how foxes vomit, and dogs are the same. If you don't know anything, you will mistakenly think they are coughing, but in fact they are vomiting."

Youfu vomited for a while but didn't vomit anything. When the dragon boat race was over at almost noon, it also recovered, blinking its big ears, and could jump up and down again.

Zhu Zhu came back in high spirits and described the grand occasion of the dragon boat race vividly: "... They are so awesome, but Uncle Xiaoyang, your village is not so good. Alas, I thought you could win a trophy, but in the end you got a consolation prize, and there is no trophy for the consolation prize."

Ao Muyang was quite surprised. He asked: "Our village didn't even make the top three?"

Sixth sister sneered: "You didn't even make the top 30, and you still want to make the top three?"

"That's right, it's so bad, worse than Sixth sister's results. There are 40 people in our class, and Sixth sister can get into the top 30. There are only 40 teams in the competition today, but you didn't even make the top 30." Zhu Zhu added.

Sixth sister looked at her coldly and asked: "Do you want to be beaten?"

Zhu Zhu hurriedly came to Lao Ao to hide pitifully, but Lao Ao was in no mood to care about her, and went to find Ao Mudong in a hurry.

Ao Mudong squatted at the door of his house to paint the wall, and Ao Mupeng and others helped beside him. He was about to get married, and the house was cleaned up, and there were some finishing processes to be done.

Seeing Ao Muyang coming, he immediately felt guilty, so he asked with a smile: "Dragon Head, what's the matter?"

Ao Muyang asked: "What can you guess, tell me."

Ao Mudong grinned and asked: "Are you here to give a red envelope?"

"I'll give you a hammer." Ao Muyang clenched his fist and wanted to hit him.

Ao Mupeng quickly stopped him and said, "Forget it, Longtou. Our village made a mistake today. It's not just Brother Dong's fault."

"Thank you, brother," Ao Mudong glanced at him gratefully and said, "Longtou, I told you when you chose me that I'm busy getting married this month and I'm not in the mood to compete. You can find Dapeng and the others. They don't have a partner and are idle all day."

Ao Mupeng's face changed: "Brother Dong, what do you mean? I just spoke for you."

Ao Mudong comforted him, "Dapeng, don't be angry. I just said it casually. Are you still worried that you can't find a wife? Look, I'm so ugly and I found one. You're uglier than me, so you can definitely find one too."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Ao Mupeng's expression improved a lot. After hearing the whole sentence, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Ao Qianwen's wife Zhang Nan happened to come to borrow something. After listening to the conversation of several people, she asked: "Dapeng, what kind of wife do you want to find? Tell your aunt."

Ao Mupeng smiled shyly and said: "I don't have high requirements, as long as the girl likes me."

Ao Muyang shook his head and said: "This requirement is not low, Dapeng."

Ao Mupeng turned and left, just making things worse here.

Ao Muyang pointed at Ao Mudong with his finger and said: "It's all your fault. Pull Dapeng back to me and coax him."

Ao Mudong felt very wronged. He wanted to argue. Ao Muyang saw a red brick by the wall and picked up another one and chopped it up casually - but he didn't cut it off, and it hurt his hand.

"The damn brick is so hard." He muttered and threw it away secretly.

Ao Mudong asked with a smile: "Longtou, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and coax Dapeng back to me!"

Ao Mudong stood up and shouted: "Dapeng, come back. Our Aunt Jin Huizi actually has a cousin in her hometown. I saw her when I went there. She is so beautiful."

As soon as he said this, Ao Mupeng rushed back like a whirlwind and asked happily: "Really?"

"Not true." Ao Mudong shrugged and said, "It's just that Longtou asked me to coax you back, so I listened to him and coaxed you."

Ao Muyang also left. This place is unbearable to stay.

Ao Mudong shouted from behind: "Longtou, I will get married next Monday. You should come early that day!"

After Ao Muyang returned home, Lu Zhizi was preparing lunch, so he had a moment of leisure and read a book on the recliner.

Zhu Zhu jumped over and asked: "Uncle Xiaoyang, what are you going to do in the afternoon?"

"Nothing, sleep."

Zhu Zhu's face changed. She came here for vacation and fun.

Lu Zhizi said with a smile: "Your uncle Xiaoyang is teasing you."

Ao Muyang also smiled and said: "Yes, teasing you."

Zhu Zhu followed and laughed and asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Picking pig grass!"

Zhu Zhu looked at the blisters growing on her delicate little palm and was about to cry.

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, put away your tears, how about I take you to touch the fragrant conch in the afternoon?"

He remembered the charcoal-roasted conch he had eaten in Qie Ting Feng Yin - fragrant conch and conch are the same thing. At that time, the dish was really exquisite. He wanted to make it like that for the two little girls to taste, so that they would know that the food in the fishing village can also be very elegant.

Zhu Zhu asked: "But the sea is closed."

"The closure of the sea means that you are not allowed to fish recklessly, not that you are not allowed to go out to sea to fish or touch clams and conchs." Ao Muyang explained.

The little girl was happy, as long as she had something to play with.

It just so happened that Lu Zhizi was on vacation, so Ao Muyang took them on the Purple Deer and drove the luxury yacht along the coastline.

Conches are produced in the four major sea areas southeast of Bohai and Yellow River in China. The types are slightly different, and they are not as good as the deep-sea conches used by Qie Ting Fengyin, but the offshore conches are not small in size and taste good.

In the past, there were many conches in Hongyang Bay, and they were called pagoda conches or seven-layer conches. This is because the shells of other types of conches in China are mostly round and thick, with a long double cone shape and about eight layers, while the shells of Hongyang conches are seven layers.

Ao Muyang made a small conch for Zhu Zhu in the summer of the year before last. The scene of Zhu Zhu riding a general and blowing the conch was vivid in his mind, but the little girl has grown into a big girl.

The conch shell he used to make the conch was the shell of the seven-layer conch. The large conch can grow to 12 or 13 centimeters in length, which is larger than the deep-sea conch.

However, the seven-layer snail is not as hygienic as the deep-sea giant conch. This species has developed salivary glands that can secrete proteolytic enzymes, so they like to live in the deeper sandy and muddy seabed in the subtidal zone and eat corrosive food.

This time, Lao Ao went to catch seven-layer snails, not because Zhu Zhu and Liu Mei came. He has been thinking about this since he ate charcoal-grilled snails after the New Year.

It’s just that the seven-layer snails in Hongyang Bay are rare now. They usually live scattered and only concentrate when they spawn. Their spawning season is now, May and June.