Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 302 Throwing Fish Again

  Jian Heng raised his hand to look at the watch in his hand, and said to Sun Siwei: "Stay for dinner tonight, I'll go cook now."

   "Oh, I forgot if you didn't mention it, the two outside are waiting for you to cook fish at night." Sun Siwei immediately agreed when he heard it, because he also likes to eat fish made by Jian Heng.

   For some reason, Sun Siwei felt that the fish cooked by Jian Heng was better than the fish cooked by Zhao Changshan's restaurant. Of course, it's no wonder, how many servings are made at Zhao Changshan's place, and how many servings are made at Jian Heng's this time, it is naturally different for a big pot of food and a pot of cooking.

  Jian Heng raised his hand, motioning for Sun Siwei to go out of the study with him, and chatted with Damai and Xiaoxiao when they arrived in the living room, and then went out to bring in the fish he caught from the lake first.

   Who knew that when I got to the door, I saw that the fish was gone.

  Pushing open the door and walking into the house, Jian Heng asked the two sisters: "Did you bring back the fish at the door?"

   Barley and wheat shook their heads together.

   "No, didn't you put it on the railing of the gallery?" Damai said curiously.

  Xiao Biaomai said: "We don't know how to cook fish, so what are we going to do with your fish?"

  Jian Heng thought about it too, so he took out his phone and called Zhao Changshan. Who knew that after Zhao Changshan answered the phone, he denied that he didn't take Jian Heng's fish.

Jian Heng didn't ask too much, since Zhao Changshan said he didn't take it, it must not have been taken by Zhao Changshan. No one in the ranch now knows that when they want to eat fish, they dig holes in the lake and wait for the fish to jump up. That's enough, instead of taking the ones from Jian Heng's place, it's better to dig a hole and eat something fresh.

  Put down the phone, Jian Heng scratched his head, a little confused, and said to himself: "Where did this fish go?"

   "Could it be stolen by someone?" Sun Siwei came up with a possibility.

  Jian Heng shook his head: "Impossible, none of the Laomei around here knows how to eat fish, so what are you doing stealing a ten-pound big fish?"

Jian Hengna really knows the people around him very well. At most, these guys are eating chicken wings. Americans don’t like to eat them if there are more bones. If you expect them to eat freshwater fish, it will probably make them eat out. With a heart attack, it is absolutely impossible for them to steal fish, let alone enter their own pasture.

   "It's a fish, go catch it, anyway, it's easy for you here." Hearing what he said, Sun Siwei had nothing to doubt. He originally wanted to comfort Jian Heng, but now he didn't even say words of comfort.

"This is not a fish. I have lost several fishes today." Jian Heng continued to scratch his head. At this time, his brain was spinning, thinking about how to catch this thief, or let him steal it. It's okay if you get addicted, although your own fish doesn't cost money, but you can't let thieves take it as if it's your own.

Sun Siwei saw that Jian Heng was in a daze again, so he stretched out his hand and patted his arm: "Boss, can you think about it later? What time is it now, hurry up and cook, I have to follow Toto at night It’s better than learning to carve leather.”

   "Oh, right now, right now!" Jian Heng came back to his senses, turned around and picked up the pickaxe from the front of the house, carried it on his shoulder and walked towards the lake.

  When I got to the side of the original ice hole, I found that the original hole had been sealed with ice again, but it was still a little thinner than the ice of a week.

Use the pickaxe in your hand to turn it up, knock out a hole with a few clangs, and a few more knocks, and a broken ice cave the size of a basin is exposed. There was a hole about the size of a bathtub. Jian Heng lay on the ice and reached out to fish for a few pieces of crushed ice. After cleaning the lake, he stood by the lake and waited for the fish to jump up.

  Sun Siwei also helped Jian Heng scoop up a few big pieces of ice, and then stood beside Jian Heng, wiped his hands and put on his gloves.

   "Damn it, I didn't even dare to take off my gloves when I first came here. Now I can fish for ice without any problem. I have to say that the winter here is a real exercise for you."

   While Sun Siwei was speaking, two small fish got out of the hole in the ice, and then bounced on the ice.

  Sun Siwei looked at it and asked, "Do you want it?"

  Jian Heng looked at the two small fishes, weighing about four catties, thought for a moment and kicked the one closest to him into the hole: "No, it's too small to eat."

   Seeing Jian Heng's actions, Sun Siwei took two steps and kicked the other one into the lake: "Then I don't want this one either."

Watching the fish fall into the lake, Sun Siwei sighed and said: "You have also lived in the United States. Fish of four or five catties are too small. You have to know that such a big fish in China is still like this." It is almost wild-raised, and two catties is enough for the market."

   "I just have a lake, I just don't eat small fish, you bite me" Jian Heng heard Sun Siwei say this, and said happily after a few laughs.

Sun Siwei didn't answer Jian Heng, turned around and looked around at Jian Heng's pastures, and then sighed: "No wonder rich people always like to go abroad. If I had the money to fix such a place, I would probably have to pay for it." Run. Don’t talk about anything else. After a hundred years, leave something for your children and grandchildren. This pasture farm is much better than leaving money. Paper notes are worthless if they are worthless. In any case, they are not as good as holding land Affordable in hand".

  Jian Heng looked at him and said, "Why do you suddenly think of this?"

   "No, I suddenly remembered something and sighed," Sun Siwei replied.

  To be honest, Jian Heng was very curious, but since he didn't talk about Jian Heng, he didn't ask too much, but instead said: "Work hard, if you do well, try to buy a small ranch here in a few years."

   "I can't afford it." Sun Siwei shook his head.

Jian Heng listened and said with a smile: "It's okay to buy a small one and treat it as a place for vacation. When the time comes, you can set up a company and hang it under someone's name, and then keep the whole family for vacation. It doesn’t need to be too big, 20 to 30 acres, it’s only 100,000 dollars, and it’s 600,000 to 700,000 in China, where can’t afford it, and it’s not enough for a living room in Shanghai.”

   "I don't have the money to buy a living room in Shanghai now, the poor are left alone." Sun Siwei was a little moved by Jian Heng's words.

As a Chinese, many people have deep feelings for the land. As long as many immigrants do not live in big cities, more and more Chinese people choose to invest in land, whether it is the United States, Canada is still the ranch farm of the Australian industry, and there are shadows of Chinese immigrants waving banknotes to buy.

  In the United States, it used to be mainly California, but now it is expanding to the entire western United States.

   This group of Chinese who bought real estate and ranches with US dollar bills in cash are actually guilty of original sin. Why? Just like Xiao Cui said, a person can only spend tens of thousands of dollars a year, how do these people get out of the millions of dollars in house money? How did these young ladies get the foreign exchange to buy luxury houses and famous cars after they arrived in the United States?

   These things are really checked, ha ha!

   Just as Jian Heng's four threads extended infinitely, a huge black fish jumped up.

   "Catch it, catch it!" Sun Siwei saw such a **** fish jumping ashore, and immediately bent over, stretched out his feet and kicked the fish to the ice far away from the entrance of the cave.

"Damn it!" Jian Heng saw the size of the black fish, and couldn't help being surprised. Good guy, this black fish is about thirteen catties and needs to go up a little bit, even if it jumps on the ice. The son was also very big, and he kept slapping the ice surface with his body, making crackling sounds.

  Jian Heng and Sun Siwei kicked the **** fish four or five meters away from the entrance of the cave together, and watched the black fish bouncing boringly with a smile.

Seeing that the fish was no longer jumping vigorously, Jian Heng stretched out his hand to grab the gills of the fish and lifted the fish in his hand. Turning around and walking about ten steps, Jian Heng suddenly remembered that there was a small fish in this lake before. Shrimp, I don't know how the shrimp grows.

   While Jian Heng was thinking about the shrimp, he suddenly sensed the signal from the silver carp.

   At this moment, Sun Siwei, who was almost two or three times behind Jian Heng, heard a slight sound behind him, and when he turned his head, Sun Siwei was very happy.

   "Jian Heng, Jian Heng, hurry up and throw away the fish first, shrimp, shrimp!" Sun Siwei squatted down while talking to Jian Heng, and began to use his hands to poke the shrimp that jumped onto the ice along the mouth in a daze.

   "Damn it!" Jian Heng saw this and then remembered that the silver carp was not far from him at this time, and he brought the shrimp up as soon as he thought about it.

   Throwing away the fish in a hurry, Jian Heng started picking shrimp with Sun Siwei.

The prawns that pop up vary from big to small, not one kind of prawn, but two or three kinds of prawns. The small prawns are three to four centimeters long, with very thin pincers and whiskers. There are prawns, and the most common ones are Roche prawns, which are the kind with two very large claws and blue.

   Jian Heng’s favorite is the grass shrimp, and the double shrimp. As for the Roche shrimp, if there are no two kinds of shrimp, you can also top it.

  (end of this chapter)