Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 52: The Tip of the Pumpkin Vine
"Scar, this little guy is interesting. When you were not around just now, he was not willing to do business with me."

As soon as Qin Dahe left, Qin Guan told him what had just happened.

"Haha, he's a good boy." Scar said with a smile.

Just now, when he saw Qin Dahe's eyes and conversation, he knew that he was not an ordinary fisherman, and he had some basic skills in walking. He must have practiced martial arts since he was a child.

On the other hand, after selling the fish, he went straight to the state-owned department store and bought two sets of No. 22 fishing lines and another set of No. 22. Next time he would fish for silver carp and bighead carp, he would use 18+.

There are definitely giant silver carp and bighead carp in that place where the sluice is, what if you win the prize?

Moreover, they are not allowed to use nets to catch fish in this area, so there must be more than one giant bluefin mullet.

One set of line is 100 meters, which can be used to make more than ten sets of main lines, and it is more than enough to make sub-lines.

After packing up his things, he rushed home as fast as he could.

There are a lot of tasks to do today. After he got home, he prepared the lead and space beans needed to tie the sub-line, and then went to pick up Erhu to start raising a grass carp nest.

Erhu got a lot of melon vines, malt and mulberry fruits in the morning. At four points a day, he needed at least 40 kilograms of nesting materials.

The appetite of fish such as big grass carp, big black carp and carp is very terrifying. They eat in big mouthfuls. If you eat less, it is useless. It is meaningless to keep only a few fish.

The two men tied the nesting materials together with straw ropes and put stones in the middle, and made nests along the way.

The malt smells delicious. Erhu said it would be more fragrant if boiled in water. I guess this idiot has tasted it.

"Dahe, let me show you something good." After digging the nest, Erhu mysteriously took out a young sprout from the bag.

"This is the tippiest bud on the top of the pumpkin vine. My grandfather said it's very useful for catching grass carp." His grandfather also said, don't tell anyone about it casually, but in Erhu's eyes, Qin Dahe is a brother who grew up together, so naturally he can tell him.

"Really?" Qin Dahe's eyes lit up. If it was useful, he would have learned something new.

"My grandfather often catches a lot of grass carp in the outer river, so it must be useful."

"Okay, prepare some more later. Remember to pick them deep, then soak them in water in a bottle and bring them back. If you don't have enough, go pick them from my field."

Now that pumpkins are starting to emerge, we occasionally pick some at home to try, but the top tender shoots are hard to find.

Grasshoppers and malt were taught to him by a fishing friend from Sichuan Province in his previous life. They are both useful in black pits. With the addition of the pointed melon vines, he should not come back empty-handed.

What he feared most was the air force. This operation had been prepared for a long time, and it would be awkward if there was no one there.

"Erhu, I'll drive to you every day after lunch to find these four dens. I'll start working on them after three days."

"Hey, chauffeur, I'll just prepare everything tomorrow morning."

The mulberry fruit is easy to get, but you have to pick it from the vines in the fields. Several of their families grow pumpkins, so they will definitely be able to get some.

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, he sent Erhu back and hurried home to eat, and then brought food to Hanwaer and his father.

Although these two people had eaten in the morning, they must be very hungry now.

When he got home, his mother was packing the food. When she saw him, she immediately asked him to deliver the meal.

"Last time you and your son went fishing, you were so hungry that you couldn't move. Hurry up and go over there to eat together." The old lady began to urge him to go out.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you the money first." When I went home in the morning, the money was locked in the tricycle.

There is a metal box next to the driving seat of the tricycle, which is used by the driver to put things. He puts the money he earns from selling fish in it.

"So much?" Mother Qin was surprised. Three thousand yuan a day? Wouldn't that mean a million yuan a year?
"Yes, mainly because the big black carp sold for over 1400, silver carp sold for just over , and the bighead carp was worthless, so it only sold for over ."

"Would you like me to fry up some more of that yellow flour and rice bran so you can have more bait for fishing?" "Fishing depends on luck. There are only so many silver carp and bighead carp at the sluice gate. We can't fish every day. I'll go see how the fish are doing today. I'll fry up some more when I run out."

Fishing for silver carp and bighead carp can indeed catch fish quickly, but it can also cause great harm to rivers and lakes because silver carp and bighead carp can improve water quality.

The density of silver carp and bighead carp in a place is limited, so he plans to stop fishing when there are few bites.

With the current price of fish, the key to making money is to make your own fishing gear and bait, which will save you money.

If you want to make money from fishing in the long term, it is impossible if you don’t do it yourself.

"How much do you have left? Do you want me to leave some for you?" Qin's mother happily took the money. It would cost over 100,000 yuan to build a house for the family, and now she has more than 30,000 yuan in savings. Judging from her son's performance, it will be enough for next year.

"Leave me two hundred."

"Okay, put the money away and go deliver the meal." Qin's mother counted out two green banknotes and gave them to him.

My son is smoking again and often goes out to buy things, so I really need to save some money.

I took the food from home and rushed to the gate at lightning speed.

When he arrived at the place, the silly kid was sitting listlessly on the bench, and his father was holding the bait in his hand. He wanted to eat it but was reluctant to do so. He guessed that if he came a little later, he would have to eat the bait.

"Cena, Bi Yangdi is finally here. If you don't come soon, I'll be ready to eat the bait." The old man scolded him when he saw him, and then snatched the food from his hand.

"Leave some for me, don't be in a hurry." Qin Dahe quickly divided the dishes and chopsticks. He was also starving.

When they left in the morning, they also brought fried noodles. The dog was not hungry at all, and ate the bait until his mouth was full of mush.

The three of them devoured the food with big mouthfuls. My mother had put a lot of oil and water in her cooking these past two days, and there were also some braised small silver carp pieces, which tasted pretty good.

He ate two pieces and felt that his mother was very good to him. She finally decided to add oil and chili to the fish.

The reason why fish was not valuable in the early years was that there was no oil or water. Even rapeseed oil was rare, and the fish tasted terrible when cooked.

As long as you are willing to use oil, the fish you dry-fry will be fragrant.

After dinner, the three of them didn’t want to move. The breeze under the shade of the trees was very refreshing.

He held the fried noodles in his arms, not minding the dirt, and petted the dog, which made it hum.

"How much fish did you sell today?" the old man asked without hesitation.

"Just over three thousand. Did you catch any big fish today?"

"We caught four big ones this morning, but we stopped eating after ten o'clock. We were too hungry to bear it." As he said this, the old man glared at him.

Why didn’t you come earlier? This broken rod is so heavy. I’m starving after casting for the whole morning.

“No tangent?”

"I cut one, and the No. 10 line broke in an instant." Having said that, he looked at the line set brought by Qin Dahe.

"Tie it up now, tie more, Cena, it's a hundred-pound giant."

The old man said with a little excitement that he didn't know the weight of the fish he just cut in a second, but since it could instantly cut off the No. 10 line, it must be more than 30 kilograms.

"Do it now, don't rush." He put the dog down and started tying the main line and sub-line.

(End of this chapter)