Golden Fishing Village

For farmers, autumn is a season of harvest. The corn and peanuts in the fields should be harvested, the autumn rice can be harvested, and the fruits in the orchard are fragrant.

For fishermen, autumn is even busier.

In addition to doing farm work in the fields, fishermen also have some work to do in the sea and lake.

For example, drying fish roe. Since Ao Muyang brought back a boat of mackerel, the fishing village has been filled with salty and fishy smells. The drying yard in the village has been used, and the courtyards of every household are full, all of which are placed to dry fish.

On the day when the mackerel was brought back, Ao Muyang first chopped off the head, removed the internal organs, and bled the fish. Then he cut the fish from the belly to the center of the big bone, leaving the fish skin on the back unmovable, so that the fish is very symmetrical when opened, and the appearance is the best.

He carefully applied cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, and then used chicken essence, salt, sugar, and pepper to mix a water material, applied it again, and after cleaning it evenly, he marinated it overnight.

The next morning, he did not go out to sea. He stayed at home to pick up all the pickled fish and put them in the yard to dry when the north wind blew.

Ao Fugui gave him a drying net, which was homemade. It was made by tying discarded broken fishing nets to a wooden frame, and the fish was spread on the net.

After finishing, Ao Qianying came to him and said, "Brother Xiaoyang, don't you go to pick up your peanut field?"

Because of his strong fists, righteousness, and strong fishing skills, Ao Muyang has a very high prestige in the village. People of the same generation and age as him changed to call him Brother Yang, and some elders also called him Brother Yang, but in order to save face, they would add a "small" character and call him "Brother Xiaoyang".

Ao Muyang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Uncle Ying is here? Come on, come on, there's no need to clean up my peanut field, it's full of ground lobsters."

"No more sitting down." Ao Qianying waved her hand and said, "Go and take a look, maybe you can get some peanuts, and make peanut oil."

Hearing what he said, Ao Muyang decided to go and take a look.

This acre of peanut field was not wasted. In the past few months, it has produced a lot of ground lobsters, which have fed the loach, eel and lobsters.

Before going out, Ao Muyang went to check the lobsters first.

After being fed by the golden drops, these brocade lobsters have grown a lot, and they are about 20 centimeters long. They are big and heavy, and they weigh about two kilograms. They are ready to be marketed.

This batch of lobsters will be Ao Muyang's fishing boat model. He wants to buy a big fishing boat. He has been paying attention to the news in this regard recently. The price of modern large fishing boats is not low. The ones he likes start at four or five million.

With the general, he went around the field.

Because there were too many ground dogs, the peanut field had a crazy reduction in production. He found a peanut field that was still growing lushly, and he shoveled it with a shovel, grabbed the peanut vines, shook off the soil and took it out.

Under the green peanut vines were a few lonely peanuts, which were of good size. He picked two and crushed them and stuffed them into his mouth. Hmm, they tasted sweet.

He shoveled some peanuts randomly, and as he expected, there were not many peanuts to harvest in the field, and there were ground dogs everywhere.

Ao Muyi in the orchard next to him threw him an apple pear and smiled: "Brother Xiaoyang, how about it, can you get a hundred kilograms of peanuts?"

Ao Muyang took the apple pear, wiped it, and took a bite, then shook his head and said: "One hundred kilograms? Don't even think about it, but a hundred kilograms of ground dogs are no problem."

Hearing this, Ao Muyi and his wife, who were picking fruits, laughed.

Ao Muyi patted the fruit tree and said, "You have a harvest in your orchard. Here, the fruit is growing well this year. A dealer will come in a few days. Why don't you sell them together?"

Ao Muyang said, "Sell yours first. I'll pick mine and send it to the elderly in the village to help them save some money on buying fruit."

He didn't have time to pick fruit himself. Picking fruit is also a laborious and technical job. He had never been exposed to it since he was a child, so it was twice as effective as the result.

Ao Muyi gave him an idea: "You ask Qianlai for help. Qianlai has two arms and two arms. When the time comes, you can give him a basket of pears, and he will definitely be willing."

After lunch, Ao Muyang went to find Ao Qianlai.

Ao Qianlai, like him, was also an orphan. He lived with a grandmother. He was old and still had no wife, but he knew that he was old enough to marry a wife, so he just cleaned up the house two years ago.

Don't look at him as silly, but he lived a very tasteful life. He kept his house clean and tidy, and he was more decent than his neighbors.

However, because he was poor and stupid, no one found a wife for him.

When Ao Muyang came to the door, Ao Qianlai was packing things into the cart, and his grandmother was helping, putting the rubber water cushion and bamboo raft on the cart.

Seeing him coming, Ao Qianlai laughed happily: "Oh, Yangzi, you are here? But I have to go out, come later."

His grandmother patted him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Come, brother Xiaoyang, come and sit in the house."

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Grandma, just call me Xiaoyang, don't call me that to the villagers, they call me that to squeeze me."

Grandma Qianlai is over 80 years old, with a hunched back and traces of a hard life on her body. She has white hair, wrinkles all over her face, and the skin on her face and hands is as rough as old tree bark.

She took Ao Muyang into the house and made arrangements to make tea.

Ao Muyang stopped her and said, "No, no, grandma, I just came to bring you something. I remember you love cakes, here, keep this box for yourself."

Grandma Qianlai laughed and said, "You are so thoughtful, you still remember these, come, sit down quickly."

After sitting down, she looked at Ao Muyang carefully and sighed: "Qian Zheng has raised a good child. You are a good child. I don't go out much, but I have heard about your story. You are promising!"

Ao Muyang smiled and waved his hand: "What am I promising? I didn't go to college and I don't have a good job. I couldn't make it in the city and came back home."

Grandma Qianlai shook her head vigorously: "You are wrong. Your child is promising, unlike my Qianlai."

As she spoke, she shook her head harder, her face full of melancholy.

Ao Muyang said: "Grandma, don't say that. For people, wealth is a lifetime, and stability is also a lifetime. We don't ask for great wealth, but it's good to be as healthy as Uncle Qianlai."

Ao Qianlai smiled and said: "My grandma is healthy."

Ao Muyang said: "Yes, grandma, Uncle Qianlai is very good. I came here to ask him for help. Didn't my family plant fruits on the land for Brother Muyi? I asked Uncle Qianlai to help me pick the fruits."

Ao Qianlai said: "Oh, that won't work, Yangzi, I have to go to pick lotus roots these two days. If I don't go, the weather will be cold."

Grandma Qianlai slapped him: "You silly boy, listen to Brother Xiaoyang, and do whatever Brother Xiaoyang tells you to do."

Ao Qianlai was a little reluctant: "Okay, but the lotus roots must be picked quickly and sold in the county. It's easy to sell here at five yuan per catty."

Ao Muyang smiled: "Okay, there's no rush to pick fruits, go pick lotus roots first, and I'll go pick some too."