Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Chapter 212 Catching fish and shrimps
In the dim light of the early morning, Cheng Yao was standing by the stream wearing a straw hat and loose cotton clothes.

The river outside was relatively fast, so Cheng Yao chose this inconspicuous stream.

She and Xiao Zhubing went in two directions, one by the stream and the other by the river.

We agreed to meet at noon just to see who had gained more.

Although the creek is small, it is not empty.

On the contrary, the small fish and shrimps here are more realistic than those in the river outside.

Cheng Yao's eyes sparkled with cunning and anticipation, like a leopard anticipating its prey.

Her hand was holding a long bamboo pole, and the other end of the bamboo pole hung down into the stream.

This is a fishing rod she made herself. Although it looks a bit simple, it still has everything it needs.

Coupled with the carefully prepared bait, she couldn't believe that she would come back empty-handed today!

The creek shone with a faint silver light under the sunlight.

The fish swim freely in the water without any awareness of the approaching danger.

Cheng Yao was not in a hurry and waited quietly on the spot with bated breath.

Her eyes were fixed on the stream, penetrating the clear water, looking for the prey hidden under the water.

Suddenly, ripples rippled in the stream, and Cheng Yao immediately became nervous.

Her hands gripped the bamboo pole tightly, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow swam quickly underwater, and then everything returned to calm.

"Damn it! Let it run away!"

Cheng Yao couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when she watched the fish skillfully swallow the bait on the hook and then walk away gracefully.

But Cheng Yao did not give up because of this, she continued to wait patiently.

Soon, another ripple rippled in the stream.

Immediately afterwards, a fat fish jumped out of the water and drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Yao immediately pulled up the bamboo pole with force.

The fish kept struggling in the air, and its silvery body was particularly conspicuous under the sun.

"Hahaha! Catch me!"

"It's so fat. It would be great for making soup or grilling fish!"

Cheng Yao drew the fish to her side and caught the prey quickly and accurately.

Her fingers held a plump carp tightly, and the fish twisted in her hands, trying to escape its fate of being caught.

However, it is a pity that if it falls into the hands of Cheng Yao, it is destined to become a delicious meal on the plate.

Cheng Yao's lips curled up slightly with a proud smile.

"thump--"

Cheng Yao put the fish into his bamboo basket. The bamboo basket was woven so finely that it could even hold some clear stream water.

After returning to the water source, the fish regained its original vitality.

In the small bamboo basket, I turned my body from time to time.

Cheng Yao withdrew her gaze and continued to engage in a new round of fishing.

After a while, a few big fat fish jumped out of the bamboo basket.

Occasionally, a small fish swam by, but Cheng Yao did not catch it.

These fry are young and still have room to grow. It will not be too late to catch them again when they grow up.

The sunlight shines on the water through the gaps in the leaves, like bits of gold.

Cheng Yao looked at those flickering lights and felt a little sleepy.

He turned around and took a look at his results today, which were quite a lot.

Just when Cheng Yao was planning to carry the bamboo basket and go back to meet Xiaozhu.Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a small creature swimming in the water. I knelt down and took a closer look, and found that it was actually a river shrimp.

When the river shrimp swims in the water, its posture is elegant and agile.

Their bodies are transparent and almost invisible in the clear river water.

But the slightly deepened head shell exposed their whereabouts and attracted Cheng Yao's attention.

River shrimp swim differently than fish.

They do not have the wagging tail of fish, but rely on the coordinated movement of their abdomen and legs to propel themselves.

As it swims, the shrimp's legs move like tiny paddles, while its abdomen rises and falls like waves.

This unique swimming method allows river shrimp to move quickly and flexibly through the water.

Cheng Yao observed it curiously for a moment, and couldn't help but stretched out her hand towards the river shrimp in the shallow water of the stream.

When river shrimp encounter danger, they react quickly.

For example, now, after sensing Cheng Yao's approach, the river shrimp suddenly stopped swimming and clung to the bottom of the river.

It seems that as long as he stays still like this, he can paralyze the enemy's sight and lower his vigilance.

Cheng Yao let out a surprised sound, stopped temporarily, and did not continue to move.

The river shrimp took advantage of this gap, waved its tiny feet, changed its swimming direction, and slipped out along the stream.

"There is really some cleverness in him..."

Cheng Yao looked at the escaping river shrimp. She didn't feel depressed or angry, she just marveled at the wonder of nature.

Even these inconspicuous and weak animals will activate their greatest abilities when they encounter danger.

But if one of them escaped, Cheng Yao would naturally not let the second one go.

It is a good choice to catch a few river shrimps and cook them into porridge or boil them directly for dipping in sauce.

Cheng Yao put down the bamboo basket he just mentioned again, staring at the flowing stream intently, just waiting for the prey to come again.

She gently put her hands into the water and leaned forward slightly, trying to maintain as calm a state as possible.

The cool stream water slipped through Cheng Yao's fingers, and what came with it in the gurgling water was the lively river shrimp.

The river shrimp stopped in Cheng Yao's hand, and the slender tentacles moved across it from time to time, causing a bit of itch.

Cheng Yao suppressed the excitement in her heart and waited for a while.

Then, her hands caught the river shrimp like lightning.

She felt a slight resistance in her hands, and then the unique, smooth touch of the river shrimp.

Cheng Yao was secretly happy and slowly raised her hand from the water.

After standing up straight, he slowly opened his hand.

The body of the river shrimp is transparent and tough, with several tiny feet waving in the air.

Cheng Yao gently turned her fingers to let the river shrimp roll in the sun.

"Go to the bamboo basket!"

After the novelty wore off, Cheng Yao no longer clung to this little river shrimp.

The river shrimp fell into the bamboo basket and soon became as lively as before.

The efficiency of catching river shrimps with bare hands is not very high. Cheng Yao struggled for a while before catching seven or eight shrimps.

Originally it was just a temporary idea, Cheng Yao didn't want to catch too much, she just wanted to have a taste.

"Let's get the net to catch it someday."

"That's all for today, call it a day!"

Cheng Yao picked up the bamboo basket, hummed an unknown tune, and skipped back.

She walked so fast that she didn't realize that in the trees behind her, a pair of golden eyes were watching her silently.

(End of this chapter)