The train driver in the courtyard

Li Aiguo has been living a very comfortable life recently.

Busy working at the Red Star Computing Institute during the day.

After more than a month of hard work, the Red Star Computing Institute produced more than 20 transistor chips.

Now Professor Gillotti is working with Chinese researchers to develop a special-purpose machine similar to the Minsk computer.

This special-purpose machine has only one task - running railway network programs.

Once the special machine is successfully developed, the task of greatly increasing the speed of trains will be half completed.

After work, Li Aiguo continued to implement his "medal-winning plan".

I took my fishing rod and went to the lakeside of Chaoyang Park to fish for a while.

When leaving, check the message receiving point to see if there is any news from Moscow.

Originally fishing was just a cover, but after fishing for a few days, Li Aiguo suddenly found that he liked fishing.

"Sure enough, everyone has the potential to become a fisherman."

Humming a little tune, Li Aiguo came to the lake, set up a stool, and put the fishing hook into the lake.

The fishermen nearby looked at each other and shook their heads: "Young people are young, they start fishing before they even go to the nest."

While thinking about Chinese programming, Li Aiguo shook the fishing rod. Feeling that the rod was a bit heavy, he lifted it up suddenly.

Huo, a small fish two fingers wide.

This thing has no meat except fish bones, so it can only be fried.

Thinking about the oil can at home, Li Aiguo pinched off the fish head, hung it on the hook and used it as bait.

This thing isn't worth wasting so much fuel.

After the fish hook entered the water, Li Aiguo threw the small fish into the bucket, ready to cook it, and then mash it into fish meat to feed it.

Well, Chichi doesn’t need to be fed with milk powder anymore.

"Does this guy who uses fish heads as bait know how to fish?" The fisherman from the Air Force muttered again.

But the next second, Li Aiguo shook the fishing rod and pulled out a carp weighing two or three pounds.

Pick the small fish head out of the carp's mouth, continue to hang it on, and continue to lower the hook.

In a short while.

A one and a half pound silver carp, a three pound black carp, and a four pound turtle were caught one after another.

The fisherman next to him first looked at the nest brewed with a secret method on the lake, then looked at his empty bucket and remained silent.

Fishing Skills: 86
Li Aiguo threw the fishing hook into the lake again.

Half an hour later, it was getting dark. Li Aiguo caught another dozen fish. Seeing that there was no one around, he put away his fishing rod.

Carrying a tin bucket, he went to the big tree to relieve himself.

He reached into the tree hole and found nothing, then rode his bike back to the courtyard.

When Ma Hei reached the gate of the courtyard, he was caught by the third uncle.

These days, the third uncle heard a rumor in the compound that Li Aiguo would bring back a few fish every day and give them to several families in the compound who were having a hard time.

The third uncle was not interested in sending fish.

But where did all these fish come from?

"Hey, Aiguo, we have a big harvest today." The third uncle's eyes sparkled as he stared at the iron bucket in Li Aiguo's hand.

"Over at Chaoyang Park."

"That shouldn't be the case. I went fishing there a while ago and there was nothing in the water."

"As for fishing, there's no technical skill involved. It all depends on your luck." Li Aiguo answered casually as he was in a hurry to go back.

He was about to leave when he was stopped by the third uncle: "No, this is not right. Even if you are lucky, you can't have good luck every day."

"Uncle, there's nothing I can do. I just have good luck."

Li Aiguo shook off the third uncle's hand and turned into the backyard.

The third uncle was standing at the door and saw Chen Xueru coming out of the house. One fish after another was delivered to Aunt Liu's house, and then another fish was delivered to Old Zhou's house in the front yard.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "Something is wrong, something is very wrong!"

Li Aiguo has enough food and drink now, and fishing is just for cover-up.

By the way, it can also help those residents in the compound who are having a hard time.

During the days when Li Aiguo was not at home, the residents helped the Li family with chores. One should not forget one's roots.

But I didn't expect that when I left the yard the next afternoon, I would be followed by the third uncle.

This guy followed Li Aiguo to the lakeside of Chaoyang Park and set up a fishing rod nearby.

With Yan Bugui by his side, Li Aiguo no longer had to use the empty hook. He picked up a shovel, dug up a few earthworms by the lake, and hung them on the fishhook.

Li Aiguo spent about an hour and caught more than a dozen fish as usual.

The third uncle who was standing by was shocked at first, but now he was amazed.

"Aiguo, your fishing skills are really extraordinary."

"But it would be a pity to give away so many fish. How about you give them to me and I will help you sell them? Our school cafeteria also accepts fish. It's one cent per pound. How about that?"

Li Aiguo looked at Yan Bugui with some amusement.

The purchase price of fresh fish in the pigeon market is about two-thirds, and the price of wild yellow croaker is as high as seven cents. Even the cheapest fish cannot be priced at one cent.

"Xu Damao mentioned a while ago that the steel mill also collects fish. I have to follow him first."

The third uncle was startled, fearing that Xu Damao would intercept him, and quickly grabbed Li Aiguo's arm: "Aiguo, don't worry, just listen to me."

"This fish is sold in the Red Star Primary School cafeteria for exactly one cent."

"But if you sell it at the pigeon market, and they don't charge you money, but instead accept national food coupons, then it's different. You can sell it for three cents."

Even though I can only earn two cents, it's still a small amount of money.

The third uncle looked at Li Aiguo expectantly.

Li Aiguo shook off his hand: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I really can't sell you this fish. It's not about the money. I'm afraid of sending you to prison." "It's not that weird, it's just a few small fish. Can the street office arrest you?" Although Uncle didn't admit it, his tone was reluctant.

His little eyes blinked behind his tortoise-shell glasses, and he quickly came up with a good idea: "Aiguo, how about you teach me how to fish?"

Li Aiguo was a little surprised: "Do you really need me to teach you how to use this old fishing rod?"

"When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher. Although the third uncle is an expert in fishing, he also needs to learn with an open mind." The third uncle stroked his non-existent beard.

Done.

He was worried that Li Aiguo would not agree, so he added: "Teachers have to charge tuition fees for teaching students, and Uncle San will not let you teach for free. As long as you let me watch you for a few days while you go fishing, I will take care of Xiao Hongsheng's homework in the future."

Well, Xiao Hongsheng has already found a tutor before he even starts primary school. This business is doable.

The third uncle's ability in calculating has also improved. He has gradually learned to achieve a win-win situation from simply taking advantage of others.

Li Aiguo took off his shoes, knocked off the mud, and agreed immediately.

"Then let's meet here tomorrow." The third uncle was worried that Li Aiguo would go back on his word, so he turned around and ran away without waiting for him to react.

"What a fool." Li Aiguo smiled and shook his head, then stood up and went to the woods to relieve himself and "collect the goods" at the same time.

As expected, there was still no news from Moscow.

The next day, Li Aiguo came to the lake with a fishing rod and bucket as usual. The third uncle had been waiting there for a while.

"Aiguo, I've got your spot, hurry up and get hooked."

"Let's make a deal. I'll just take care of fishing. How much you can learn depends on your luck." Li Aiguo threw out the hook.

The third uncle nodded quickly.

It’s not that Li Aiguo is stingy, but now that he is a fishing master, the fishing skills have been ingrained in his bones.

It's as common as breathing and drinking water. It can only be understood but not expressed in words.

The third uncle squatted beside and took out a small notebook to write down: The first step in fishing is to cast the hook.

Li Aiguo: "."

Time passes day by day.

There are already dozens of pages of records in the notebook in the third uncle's hand.

"Just keep an eye on it for a while." Li Aiguo handed the fishing rod to the third uncle, stretched his body, and walked into the woods to relieve himself.

He reached into the tree hole and a ball of paper appeared in his palm.

Li Aiguo stuffed the paper ball into his pocket, returned to the lake and pulled up the fishing rod.

Hey, the fish is caught, a big carp weighing five kilograms.

"Third Uncle, starting from tomorrow, I will be busy with work. I see that you have also graduated, so our friendship as master and apprentice ends here."

The third uncle touched the thick notebook, looked at the big carp with envy, and nodded heavily.

After Li Aiguo hurried away with the fishing rod and the tin bucket, the third uncle picked up the fishing rod and smiled: "I am a fishing master!"

The fishing hook was thrown into the lake and the old man sat on the shore.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the third uncle looked at the small fish in the tin bucket and scratched his head: "This shouldn't be the case. I used the same bait and the same hook-casting technique as Li Aiguo, so why can't I catch any fish?"

At this time, the third uncle suddenly widened his eyes and squeezed out an incredible sound from his throat: "Could it be that he has always been lucky?"

"Oh, I've suffered a huge loss this time!" The third uncle regretted so much that he almost turned green in the stomach.

"Patriotism, what do you think?" Inside the weather station, the farmer took the big carp presented by the students, looked at the telegram from Moscow, and asked with a smile.

Li Aiguo tapped his fingers on the phone: "Since they want something from us, we have to be more reserved so as not to arouse suspicion."

The farmer nodded: "I think the same as you."

The next evening, the translator from the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Moscow placed a new telegram on Berezhnaya's desk.

Berezhnaya just glanced at it twice, her expression changed slightly, she picked up the telegram and quickly went to Commander Xie's palace.

Soon, angry voices were heard from the palace.

"The train driver asked us to take all the information brought by the Rosenbergs to him for verification."

"Twenty thousand rubles!"

"He's blackmailing me!"

"Force him, force this guy!"

Berezhnaya knew that Commander Xie would have such a reaction.

She lowered her voice and said, "Commander-in-chief, the train driver is also in a dilemma. He is currently carrying out Langley's mission. If he leaves Dongda rashly, it is likely to arouse Langley's suspicion."

Commander Xie's expression improved a little, but he was still angry and said, "Then he shouldn't blackmail us! Where does he think this is? This is the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Cheka headquarters!"

Berezhnaya pursed her lips and continued, "Commander-in-chief, I think the train driver's request shows that he is really helping us."

Commander Xie was stunned and raised his hand, motioning her to continue.

Berezhnaya lit a cigarette and took a puff before analyzing, "Think about it, the train driver is not from our family. He is a two-faced person. If there is no benefit, why would he take the risk to help us get the news?"

After these words were spoken, Commander Xie finally reacted.

The train driver was no ordinary Cheka.

"Twenty thousand rubles. Give it to him!"

"Comrade Berezhnaya, you will take the materials to the University of the East in person. If the train driver dares to play tricks, you can execute him on the spot."

Finally, Commander Xie made up his mind.

"Yes!" Berezhnaya saluted.

(End of this chapter)