Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 162: People who are bad at playing tricks

"Well…"

The old man let out a low groan of satisfaction as his mouth was filled with fish.

"This...this is so delicious..."

He ate with relish and smacked his lips constantly.

He was so absorbed in his eating that he didn't even notice the red sauce staining his beard.

Needless to say, this guy who grills fish is definitely skilled.

He retained the original sweetness of the fish to the greatest extent, and the sweet and sour taste of the tomatoes cleverly absorbed the deliciousness of the fish.

The skin is flavorful and crispy, the meat inside is tender and roasted to perfection.

Fortunately, this tomato is not the hard kind available on the market, otherwise it would really ruin this pot of tender fish.

The fish is coated in the fiery red sauce and highlighted just right, making it look golden all over.

The old man ate with great satisfaction, and felt that his throat and stomach were filled with the delicious food.

"It's cool, it's cool!"

This huge amount of soup is perfect for dipping steamed buns in, and it goes really well with rice!
"Boss, I'll put the grilled fish aside for now and go buy two steamed buns to go with it."

I saw the old man walking away happily.

At this moment, the chef looked at the pot of tempting grilled fish with tomatoes, his throat rolled subconsciously and his eyes became tearful.

Honestly.

There was a little man in his heart now, banging bowls wildly and rolling on the ground.

I really want to sit on a stool, roll up my sleeves and show off my fish like crazy.

But his professional ethics still kept him sane.

Soon, the old man came out from the cafeteria and bought two steamed buns.

"Boss, can you help me move the grilled fish to the fishing spot? I want to eat it while fishing."

Su Chen hasn't said anything yet.

The chef got there first and couldn't wait any longer.

"Sure, sure, old man, what's your fishing spot? I'll bring it to you right away."

There is an alcohol stove in the fishing ground restaurant.

It’s not too much trouble to just move a stool and place it next to the old man’s fishing spot.

The important thing is to send the old man away quickly, he really can't stand the smell of grilled fish.

The old man was naturally overjoyed when he heard this.

Fishing and eating fish at the same time, just thinking about it is such a wonderful feeling!

He nodded, gave the fishing spot number, and then walked back.

Haven't reached the fishing spot yet.

The old man saw the scene from afar and was stunned.

I almost fainted to the ground.

I saw He Rui holding a big bait spoon in his hand, throwing spoonfuls of fish towards the floating position continuously, making crackling sounds.

The old man's eyes widened.

Prodigal son...

If this nest is fully dug, the water level will probably rise by two centimeters.

This is the Dawo Immortal? !

The old man was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, and walked over quickly.

"How long have you been fighting over this nest?"

"Cough cough..."

He Rui was concentrating on building a nest when he was startled by a sudden sound coming from behind.

He turned around hurriedly, still holding the spoon tightly in his hand.

As a result, he accidentally knocked over the grilled fish in the paper bowl next to him.

"Ah! Shit! That's the bait I just prepared!"

He Rui shouted, his voice full of annoyance.

We finished eating the grilled fish and other things, and only some leftovers were left, but I didn't feel bad about it.

but!

This bait has just been prepared, what a waste!
The old man thought to himself that something was wrong and subconsciously stepped back.

The paper bowl lay upside down on the ground.

Most of the sauce spilled onto the floor, and some splashed into the small bowl nearby.

"Uh, young man, take it easy. I just reminded you not to make nests again."

The old man said this, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He wanted to scold the young man for feeding the fish so much that they didn't bite the hook. But seeing the current situation, he restrained his temper.

"Uncle, please let me finish the fight. Now the bait is ruined."

He Rui frowned and complained unhappily.

Then he turned his attention to the old man's basin.

"Uncle, please give me some of your tender corn."

The old man spoke slowly and calmly.

"I don't have much corn. If you want it, it's twenty dollars a pound."

? ? ? ? ?

Tsk! You old man are so dark!
Are you selling corn for gold?
He Rui curled his lips, looking disgusted.

"No more..."

After saying that, he turned his head and picked up his bait bowl.

The bait has now been completely permeated with the juice from the grilled fish, and a layer of oil has appeared on the surface of the bait.

Is this still possible?
Ugh……

He sat on the fishing bench with an uncomfortable look on his face and slapped his thigh for a long time.

A few minutes later, he finally recovered, and the fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

Never mind, let's give it a try since I haven't caught any fish after fishing for half a day.

He Rui simply skimmed off the layer of oil and then stirred the bait evenly.

Suddenly.

A smell emanates.

The smell is hard to describe, a fishy smell with a hint of seasoning.

It smells pretty good too.

He Rui made up his mind and stopped hesitating.

Quickly roll the bait into a ball, hang the fish hook, throw the rod into the water, and start fishing.

? ? ? ?
The old man widened his eyes, his face speechless.

No, I’ve been fishing for so long and this is the first time I’ve encountered something so weird.

Like the idiot at the village entrance.

Confused, really confused!

If he could catch a fish, it would completely overturn his many years of fishing experience!

Just then, a voice came.

"Uncle, your grilled fish with tomatoes is here. Please enjoy it."

The old man looked over when he heard the voice.

I saw two staff members coming quickly, one holding a fish and the other holding a stool and an alcohol stove.

In fact, the fishing ground restaurant does not have this service.

Mainly because the boss sets up a stall here, they improve the service level a little bit.

After all, if the customers are satisfied, the boss will naturally be happier.

The old man smiled cheerfully, said thank you, then leisurely picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

“This fish is so tender…”

He sighed and picked up another plump white bun.

Break it in half, dip it in some thick tomato juice, and stuff it with the freshly picked fish meat.

Looking at the tomato juice dyeing the steamed bun filling into a bright color, the old man took a big bite and cried out.

"Sah! It smells so good!"

The steamed buns covered with sauce and the fresh and fragrant fish meat burst into life between your lips and teeth, it is absolutely delicious.

By the way, I can eat and fish here while watching the good show of this boy next to me. It’s quite fun!
The old man ate with gusto, glancing towards He Rui from time to time.

Then I saw He Rui with a serious look on his face.

Given the fishing conditions, almost everyone in the venue has caught fish.

There are many posts, but you haven't posted even one in a few hours?
He still pretends to be quite serious.

A few minutes passed and there was still no movement on the water.

The old man snorted while spitting out the thorns.

It definitely won't work. Even a green hand can play tricks on others. Can fish be fooled so easily?

He shook his head.

But the next second, He Rui saw the water surface suddenly turn red.

then.

The entire floating structure began to slowly rise in the water???
Got a fish???
(End of this chapter)