Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 39 Yangtze River Bridge
"I just made a last-minute visit, so I won't go empty-handed." He said with a smile, handed over a cigarette, and pointed to the fertilizer store across the street: "My brother-in-law sells fertilizer across the street. Do you want to go and have a chat?"

He is a fox who borrows the power of the tiger to bully others. If the other party really causes trouble, we can only deal with him.

Most of the people driving buses nowadays are old gangsters, but old gangsters are better than young gangsters because they know how to deal with things.

"." Upon hearing this, the other party put away the stick and it didn't matter if he just ran there.

Of course, the main reason was that his brother-in-law's family sold fertilizers, otherwise they would have been beaten long ago.

"Okay, just go for a trip." Then he went back.

However, the bus ride only cost four dollars, but it was comfortable and people on the bus didn't get off.

He set off with five or six people, and he could have taken two more on the way, hey.

There is no one checking illegal taxis on Tongjiang Avenue right now, so no one cares if I make a couple of trips occasionally. It's pretty cool.

However, for buses that run every day, you must go to the traffic police station and pay the fee.

If you run a car occasionally and get caught, it's okay, just pay a fine. But if you run a car every day, your car will be confiscated.

I brought two more people with me on the way, and we drove all the way to the ferry at lightning speed and drove the car onto the roll-on/roll-off ship.

The Yangtze River Bridge in Jiuzi is almost completed, but I don’t know when it will be opened to traffic. I still have to take a boat every time I go to the city.

Ro-ro ships are ships that are specially used to transport cars between the two sides of the Yangtze River. A round trip for a tricycle like his costs six yuan, while a trip for trucks and buses costs dozens or even hundreds of yuan.

On the other side, Silly Kid started to catch grasshoppers with some of his friends.

People of his age usually ignore him, except for Qin Dahe and a few others. He usually plays well with those kids.

Those little kids are also willing to play with Silly Kid, and adults are relieved because Silly Kid never bullies others.

Erhu was also preparing to soak malt on the roof of his bungalow. Ten kilograms of malt had to be spread on the open space and watered continuously.

"Erhu, what are you doing? You are wasting food." Erhu's grandfather was about to come up and rummage through the dried cotton. When he saw this, he was so angry that he picked up a stick to beat him.

"Hey, Dad, this is what Dahe asked me to prepare. We are going to use it to build a nest." Erhu hurried forward to stop him.

Just take the beating yourself, but don't mess up the wheat he has worked so hard to lay out.

"What the hell! Using corn for fishing is a waste of money, and you're using wheat sprouts? I'll beat you to death."

The old people could not accept this kind of food waste. They had all lived through the warlord era and had gone hungry countless times.

Erhu would be scolded if he wasted any food.

"Dad, have a cigarette and stop messing with Erhu." A middle-aged man came up after hearing the noise and stopped his old man helplessly.

After he comforted the old man, he told him about Qin Dahe taking people out to catch big fish.

"The Qin family kid is a capable man. He can weld and cut. He made over a thousand dollars from fishing twice. Let Erhu learn something from him. Wheat is not worth much these days."

"We can't waste food." The old man was still angry.

In their eyes, wasting money is not as hateful as wasting food.

"Then we can eat the fish we catch, right?" Erhu said aggrievedly.

Just as he was trying to stop them, he was hit twice with a stick.

"Fish can fill you up, but grain can fill your stomach. Hurry up and harvest the wheat. If others see it, I don't know what they will discuss." The old man still glared at him.

"If they are watered thoroughly, they will sprout even if you take them back."

"Get lost." The old man left angrily, leaving the father and son staring at each other. This was why Qin Dahe didn't soak the wheat at home. This thing had to be dried in a spacious place and watered constantly.

His house is not a bungalow, and even if his parents don't say anything, the villagers will gossip about it if he puts it at the door.

"Erhu, go fishing with Dahe. It doesn't matter if you don't make any money. You must learn some skills. He has learned a lot in school."

Looking at his old father's earnest eyes, he nodded.

"Dahe said he would teach us, but we just didn't have the chance." Qin Dahe never said this, but he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, he would definitely be willing to teach.

"That's right. He doesn't usually do welding work." Erhu's father thought for a moment and pointed at the wheat on the ground: "Then learn more about fishing. Fishing can also make money. It's always good to learn more."

"Yeah." Erhu said impatiently.

When he goes out with his friends, he just wants to have fun. He doesn't care about these things. Making money is the best, but not making money doesn't matter.

Children from poor families have to grow up early, and his family is not poor, so he is still thinking about playing.

Tiedan's situation was slightly better, as he dug up several kilograms of earthworms in an hour.

Generally, earthworms grow very fast in places where there are rotten watermelons. The large green earthworms are placed separately so that they can be used as bait when they are no longer biting.

When drying earthworms, the whole family would dislike them because they were fishy and smelly, and it would take at least two or three days to completely dry them.

Fortunately, the film used to dry the earthworms was used for farming and was spread on the ground to dry.

After drying, the film cannot be used and can only be thrown away.

His family knew that he was going to use it to go fishing with Qin Dahe, so they reluctantly did not destroy it.

When Qin Dahe arrived in the city, he dropped the person off and headed straight for the department store.

This time I need to buy a blender, and also some hooks and fishing lines.

I'm too lazy to buy it at a fishing tackle store. The price there is not cheap and the quality cannot be guaranteed.

I bought three sets of No. 15 fishing lines directly at the department store, and also bought a set of No. 10 lines to use as sub-lines.

You have to tie it up in advance when you go back. If the 7+5 cannot withstand the impact of the big grass carp and carp in the grass nest, you have to change the line.

When fishing for grass carp, the first impact is too great for ordinary lines to withstand.

Not to mention carp, carp piling is no joke, and it makes people feel that it is stuck at the bottom because of its strength problem.

Not to mention that this kind of grass nest can also attract other fish, such as large fish such as black carp.

This time we are here for the big fish, how can we not catch the big fish?

I earned about 60 yuan driving in the morning, and another 20 yuan when I got to the city, which makes more than 80 yuan in total.

However, a tank of gas was burned up, and it cost 19 yuan to fill up the gas. I made a net profit of nearly 70 yuan today, and now I have basically spent it all on buying fishing line and hooks.

Imported wire sets are not cheap, but these wires are of good quality and do not increase in gauge, making them much better than buying domestically produced ones.

I went to the place where they sold blenders and took a look. The price was shocking, just over 400 yuan.

After thinking about it, he went out and drove to the antique market to take a look.

When I was walking along Zhonghe Road, I saw a big sign hanging there that said "Silly Guazi", which brought back a lot of memories.

When he was in school, he had heard about the story of Shazi Guazi, and every time he came here, he would buy some to try, as a way of supporting the local "number one folk vendor."

(End of this chapter)