Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 504 Priorities

   "By the way, didn't you say you want to build a flying club? Why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

   I don’t know how Wu Yong’s brain grows. He was talking about fish just now, but now he jumps to the flying club again.

  Jian Heng didn't even look at him, he opened his mouth and said, "Didn't you say that there are quite a few flying clubs here, is it nothing new for me to open another one?"

   "That was before! One moment and another moment!" Wu Yong said.

  Jian Heng asked: "What made you change your mind?"

   "I think if you have a flying club here, then if our family wants to eat fish, it will be so convenient. We will fly over directly, and then catch the fish and then go back. The fish will still be fresh when we get home."

Jian Heng heard the black line on his forehead thicken a bit: "The feeling is because of this! Then you have to wait, I don't have any spare money on hand to get this one, and my plane is always parked if I don't see it." Is it in the wild? It doesn’t even have a hangar.”

"You can't do it, hey, I don't think you are doing anything here, and you don't need to pay for Mr. He, and you haven't cashed out any money on my side. Why are you still tight? Last year, Mr. He and Mr. I mentioned that you have a new sum of tens of millions?" Wu Yong was a little curious.

  Jian Heng said: "This house was left to expand, and I still want to buy a few pieces of land, such as the one next to our house. If it wasn't a coincidence, I would have taken it down!"

   "How much does the bank owe?"

   "No owe!"

  Wu Yong opened his eyes wide after hearing this: "You don't owe a penny?"

Seeing Jian Heng nodded, Wu Yong looked at Jian Heng with a look of catching a fool, and after a while he extended his thumb to Jian Heng: "You can do it, there are still people like you in this era." People, how much money you have in your pocket to do so many things! You won’t ask the bank to borrow some money, not to mention other things, there will be a year’s difference in enjoyment time between the completion of a year and the completion of it now. I really don’t know what your brain is What do you think?..."

  Hearing Jian Heng's industrial progress, Wu Yong really didn't know what to say. There are still such people in today's society who don't use financial leverage at all.

   "Trouble!" Jian Heng said casually.

He said so, but Jian Heng was actually thinking about it in his heart, not for anything else, it’s not a problem for his own plane to stop like this all the time. What's going on on the road, the hangar has to be done, and the plane has to have a place to hide from the sun and rain.

  Here, Jian Heng was running the train in his mind, but Wu Yong next to him yelled: "Carp, carp, seven or eight catties, seven or eight catties!"

Jian Heng was thinking about other things in his mind, and when he heard Wu Yong's yelling, he subconsciously read a few times, and it was these few times, Yin Li thought it was the meaning of the master, so he quickly said something. The carp weighing more than eight catties began to bite the hook.

   "Quick, quick, bite the hook!"

Wu Yong's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the fish float sinking violently. As an old fisherman, just by looking at the strength of the fish float, Wu Yong knew that the size of this fish would not be small. .

  Jian Heng was stunned here, and just when he came back to his senses, he found that the fishing rod in his hand had been transferred to Wu Yong's.

  Sitting on the side with his hands tied, Jian Heng watched Wu Yong take up and release the wire, and he had to say that Wu Yong's level was really high, and all his movements were very skilled.

   "Damn! What a big fish, see it, see it?"

When the fish was dragged out of the water, Wu Yong immediately became excited when he saw the back of the fish. According to his visual inspection, the carp in the water was at least a few kilograms in weight, which just satisfied his wish. Not excited.

   "Good omen, good omen, whatever you want! Hahaha!"

  Jian Heng looked at Wu Yong who was smirking like a child, and didn't know what to say. As for the good omens, he didn't bother to find out. He just sat on the rock and watched Wu Yong keep busy.

Wu Yong is not Jian Heng. It will not take a while to pull a big fish weighing more than eight catties ashore. However, as an experienced fisherman, Wu Yong still has some patience. If it is too tight, loosen it, and when it is too loose, tighten it again.

  At this time, Wu Yong only had the fish in the lake in his mind, and when he stared at it, his eyes were flooded.

"You are more familiar with aviation than I am. Do you know that there is a better construction team? I want to level out a runway first. It doesn't need to be too good, just enough for propeller planes to take off and land." Jian Heng asked Wu Yong .

  Wu Yong hummed, not knowing whether he understood or not, and continued to be busy with the work in hand.

  Jian Heng asked twice, and found that he didn't listen at all. His words were like the spring wind pouring into a donkey's ears. They went in from one ear to the other and came out again. He had to close his mouth and watch him busy.

"Good guy, good guy! Why are you running out of strength? Come here quickly, come to Dad..." Wu Yong shouted happily, because he found that the strength of the fishing line was getting weaker and weaker, so he According to the experience of the old fisherman, the strength of the fish is almost exhausted by him, which means that he is getting closer and closer to victory.

   It was difficult for Jian Heng to understand Wu Yong's mood at this time, because Jian Heng had silver carp to help him out, so fishing was almost no fun for him. Jian Heng's fishing is not for enjoying the fun of fishing, he is purely for eating fish, while people like Wu Yong are fishing and eating fish.

  Under Wu Yong's insistence, the big carp in the water finally exhausted its strength. Even if it was dragged ashore by Wu Yong, its tail was a little weak when it was slapped.

Wu Yong walked quickly to the side of the fish, reached out and took the hook out of the fish's mouth first, clasped the fish's gills with one hand, and held the fish's tail with the other, and said to Jian Heng: "Quick, hurry up and take pictures for me! "

  Seeing his excitement, Jian Heng couldn't bear to mention that the fish was caught by his own hook, so he took out his mobile phone from Wu Yong's pocket, helped him take several photos, and then gave up.

   "Are you still fishing?" Wu Yong put the fish in the net and asked Jian Heng happily.

  Jian Heng asked rhetorically: "What are you still fishing for? Isn't one fish enough? Anyway, I can do it here. Today at noon, I happened to have a pot of small fish potstickers."

Hearing what Jian Heng said, Wu Yong stretched out his head and took out the fishing net that Jian Heng put in the water. After a look, he found that there were seven or eight small fish inside, the big ones were as long as a palm, and the big ones were almost as long Three or four centimeters in length, there are all kinds of fish, such as crucian carp, small grass carp, small sharp-billed fish, and small stickleback. There are only a dozen small fish in total, seven or eight kinds.

   "Why do you have all kinds of fish here!" Wu Yong was really curious. Except for the African crucian carp, all these fish are domestic fish, and most of them are not imported from the United States.

   "Are you in charge of my own pond?" Jian Heng said and picked up the fish: "Okay, you got the fish too, let's leave it alone, goodbye!"

Just as he was about to turn around, Wu Yong grabbed Jian Heng: "What are you going to do? I only said that I wanted to eat fish, but I didn't say when to eat it. It's better to save this fish and take it home at night. I decided to eat it with you at noon today. Fuck a little fish potsticker!"

   "Damn it! There are still such ugly and shy guests like you in the world?" Jian Heng looked at Wu Yong a little bit dumbfounded at this moment.

   "Don't be so stingy!" Wu Yong reached out and patted Jian Heng's shoulder.

  Jian Heng was just joking with Wu Yong, could it be that he really couldn't afford to invite him to a meal? Besides, it's impossible not to leave food at this time.

  Although this is the case, Jian Heng still has to show displeasure on his face.

  Wu Yong didn't care about Jian Heng's expression at all, and went back to the house with Jian Heng smiling.

  Wu Yong is not said to be a good cook, but he also has two brushes. He went into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to help Jian Heng with the work.

   "By the way, do you know anyone who builds an airport? I want to build a runway and a hangar first." Jian Heng remembered the business again.

  Wu Yong is naturally much better than Jian Heng in this aspect, he has done it at home, so the two of them talked about the airstrip while they were busy in the kitchen.

  They are all straightforward people. When the fish is stewed in the pot, the general plan here comes out. The construction of the flying club's simple runway with hangar is put on Jian Heng's agenda.

  (end of this chapter)