Siheyuan: One Hundred Thousand Dead Men At The Beginning, The Beasts Are Paralyzed

"Yang Ping, I'll teach you how to fish later, the fish in Houhai are very clever now, and you need a little skill."

Yan Fugui sat in front of the bicycle and said while pedaling the bicycle.

"OK!"

Yang Ping agreed.

Holding the fishing rod, feeling the cool breeze, he found that Yan Fugui's bicycle was not firm enough, and felt that the bicycle would fall apart in the next moment.

Riding Director Lu Shuitian Lu's bicycle doesn't feel like that.

"Third Master, is there something wrong with your bicycle?"

he couldn't help asking.

"No problem. I found all the parts one by one. I also assembled the bicycle. The screws are all locked. It is very stable. Don't worry."

Yan Fugui responded.

Yang Ping's face was full of weirdness.

I thought that Yan Fugui bought second-hand bicycles from their respective markets, but he didn't expect that he saved up the parts himself.

After a brief look, he judged that Yan Fugui went to the recycling station to find parts from scrapped bicycles. The whole bicycle was old, and there were old iron sheets patched.

Soon, he discovered why it felt like falling apart.

The bicycle frame and the main body of the bicycle are not of the same model, one big and one small, and the connecting parts are one high and one low. No matter how tight the screws are, they don’t fit well. There will be shaking, and you will feel that the bicycle is about to fall apart when you sit on it.

Seeing this, he smiled wryly.

However, I admire Yan Fugui in my heart.

In this era, even if a bicycle is broken, it is still repaired, and it is impossible to sell it to a recycling station casually. It is not easy for Yan Fugui to save a bicycle.

"Third Master, how long did it take you to save a bicycle?"

Yang Ping asked curiously.

"Almost three years!"

Yan Fugui gave a dry laugh.

In fact, he shortened the time. In fact, it took five years to save up from one screw.

In the past five years, he has gone to the recycling station no less than 500 times. Not to mention that he rarely encounters bicycles sold as scrap iron.

"The third master is really amazing!"

Yang Ping said in admiration.

He guessed that Yan Fugui was not only three years, but at least five years. People have vanity, so it is normal to say that the time is shorter.

I just don’t know how ‘Ah Gui’ got here in the past five years?

"hey-hey!"

Yan Fugui laughed triumphantly.

In the past five years, with his heart of wanting to ride a bicycle, he has always insisted on his love for bicycles. It has nothing to do with a dime of the search, and it can be said that he has nothing to do with it.

Houhai is a part of Shichahai. It was an ancient water area in the Yuan Dynasty seven hundred years ago, and it is also the largest water area in the capital. There are many fish and even old turtles in it.

When Yang Ping and Yan Fugui came here, there were already many people there, some came to fish, some came to play and relax.

"It's a holiday today. It's more lively here. There aren't many people there. We went fishing there, but there was no one there."

Yan Fugui pushed the bicycle and said.

Yang Ping looked around.

Now Houhai has not yet developed, a piece of loess embankment, no buildings, overgrown with weeds, a piece of natural scenery.

"Why don't you go fishing over there?"

He looked at an empty shore where there was only one person fishing and no one else.

"I can't go. He is Deng Gang, the king of fishing. He is very good at fishing. If anyone passes by, he will provoke him and make a bet with him, otherwise he will be sent away."

Yan Fugui looked at the man's back, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"So overbearing?"

Yang Ping was surprised.

"I heard that his brother is a leader, and he hired a few powerful people to protect him. Those six standing behind him are just that."

Yan Fugui looked at the figures behind Deng Gang.

Yang Ping suddenly realized, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant, his feelings were supported by someone.

"Has no one ever fished him?"

he couldn't help asking.

"He fishes here every day, and he knows the fish situation here very well. The hooks are very accurate, and he is willing to spend money to make nests with corn. Few people can catch him."

Yan Fugui responded.

Yang Ping nodded.

It turned out that he was a professional player, and he was willing to spend money. In this era, the mere willingness to pay money already beats most people by a few blocks.

"Let's go fishing here."

Yan Fugui picked a place that he thought was a good place for geomantic omen.

"good!"

Yang Ping didn't care, he didn't understand anyway.

The two took the little horse off the bicycle, hung the earthworms they had just dug on the hooks, and started fishing.

In a blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Yang Ping didn't get anything. The earthworm was on the hook all the time, and there was no movement at all.

During the period, Yan Fugui was still very enthusiastic, and kept teaching Yang Ping how to fish and how to catch fish easily. There were various methods, and there were even methods of throwing clods of dirt.

In the end, Yan Fugui himself didn't get anything, and he even lost three earthworms.

The record is worse than Yang Ping.

Yang Ping at least the earthworm is still on the hook and has not been bitten off by the fish.

"Third Master, do you want to continue fishing?"

Yang Ping couldn't help asking.

"Sure, Yang Ping, don't worry, with the method taught by the third master, you will definitely be able to catch the fish."

Yan Fugui vowed firmly.

Yang Ping couldn't help looking at the fish pit full of clear water.

This is when Yan Fugui started digging. He was going to put the fish he caught in it first, and he also poured clean water into it. As a result, an hour later, there was still only clear water in it.

"The fish may still be sleeping. When the fish wakes up, it will be easy to catch."

Yan Fugui quickly found an excuse.

"Clatter!"

Suddenly, a splash appeared on the surface of the water. It was a big fish swimming across the surface with several small fish.

Seeing this, Yan Fugui felt a little embarrassed.

"Third Master, I'll go shopping nearby."

Yang Ping put away the fishing rod and said.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yan Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Yang Ping would continue talking, and could not find an excuse to respond.

In fact, he wondered in his heart, how could there be no fish today, but in the past, no matter how unlucky he was, there should be a small fish.

Yang Ping got up to leave, glanced at Yan Fugui who was still fishing and didn't pay attention to him, and walked towards an old man not far away.

I sensed the position of the dead men just now, and found that there were dozens of dead men nearby, but their fishing skills were not good, but this old man was a formidable master.

He thought about using his memory to share his talent and the old man's fishing skills, which was more reliable than Yan Fugui's method.

"Comrade Yang!"

When the old man saw him coming, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Comrade Jing!"

Yang Ping responded with a smile.

Through information, I know that the old man's name is Jing Hongfu, he is a retired soldier, he is seventy-two years old, and he looks healthy, but he thinks he is in his sixties.

"Comrade Jing, I want to share your memory of fishing skills and try to catch some fish."

Seeing no one around, he spoke.

"No problem, with my fishing skills, you will have no problem catching old turtles in Houhai."

Jing Hongfu responded.

Yang Ping didn't know how good he was at catching old turtles, but he heard that Jing Hongfu was very confident, so he couldn't help asking.

"Your fishing skills are better than that fish king?"

"hehe!"

Jing Hongfu chuckled lightly and said.

"His fishing skills have only been learned from me, which is not worth mentioning."

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