Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Moreover, the fish trap that Zhang Wenshan set was not very big, and some of the items inside were taking up space, with half of it not even submerged in water.

however……

As the fish trap surfaced, everyone was stunned again, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The half of the trap that was submerged in the water was teeming with shrimp and crabs, densely packed together.

One pound is definitely not enough.

"You made this much in just three or four hours. If you left it out for a day, it would probably weigh ten pounds, right?"

"Ah Wei, are you out of your mind? The cage is so small, how could it possibly hold ten pounds?"

"Then why not make a bigger cage?"

"You think you can just put a big cage in a shallow ditch? Try finding me a place to do that!"

The few boys who followed Zhang Wenshan around fifteen or sixteen years old were the main force in the village for catching fish and shrimp after the land was distributed and they no longer had to work in the fields all day.

Seeing the cage full of shrimp and crabs, they still had the mind to argue, and even felt that it was not as valuable as the seven or eight pounds of fish they had caught earlier.

Ordinary shrimp and crabs don't fetch a good price, and the requirements for export orders are high, so not many in a basket will meet the standards.

"Give me a hand, help me get these things back," Zhang Wenshan called out, quickly opening the cages to retrieve the goods.

He caught a glimpse of his older sister about to say something out of the corner of his eye, and shook his head slightly to indicate that she should remain calm.

Fishing and hunting teams certainly can't all be composed of people in need.

Li Yuejin was right before. Farming is hard enough, so it's unrealistic to expect them to spend all their time going up mountains and down rivers, and they might not even all be capable of doing it.

People were selected from the village.

He prefers younger people because they are quick-witted, learn quickly, and are easier to teach.

On the other hand, it's also easier to control.

Moreover, getting in their hands is equivalent to connecting them with their parents. No matter the era, there are always more parents willing to sacrifice for their children.

Back home, the young people marveled at the old turtle, teased it for a while, patted their clothes, and prepared to make their escape.

"Don't leave yet, stay for dinner," Zhang Wenshan called out, stopping them.

"No, no need, Brother Shan."

"We can eat at home."

Everyone quickly declined.

These days, no one is well-off, so being invited to eat is a huge favor. Anyone with a modicum of sense would avoid other people's houses during mealtimes.

"You helped me carry my things back, what's wrong with having a meal? Why are you being so formal with me?" Zhang Wenshan's tone left no room for argument.

"Brother Shan, you're too kind."

"Yes, there's not much stuff, and it's not much of a path."

"Aren't you going to let us watch you fish?"

"You can tell what's going on just by looking at it. I'll explain it to you in detail later." Zhang Wenshan winked at his mother.

Although Xu Xiulian was confused, she still stepped forward and said sternly, "Stay here, all of you. What, does your aunt's word not carry weight?"

We still ate boiled shrimp and crab.

A little over a pound of food wasn't much for five young men, but the novel way of eating it with the dipping sauce made them all enjoy it immensely.

My mother generously brought out some cornbread, patting her chest and saying there would be plenty.

However, none of the young people ate freely; they were all eagerly waiting for the lecture.

"Fishing isn't actually difficult. First, you need to learn how to observe the water to find the fish, the weather (hot or cold), the amount of aquatic plants, the speed of the current..."

"Secondly, there's the bait. Just like people are picky eaters, fish are too; everyone has their own preferences..."

"Finally, let's look at practical skills: casting, watching the float, lifting the rod, and playing the fish. Let's discuss each one separately..."

Zhang Wenshan has lived two lives, and in his previous life he was a blogger, so his eloquence is naturally exceptional.

Knowledge points come to mind effortlessly.

Add some impressive professional terms, and you've completely baffled several teenagers who didn't even have a proper understanding of prenatal education.

At first, they could nod or shake their heads and interject with a question, but later they listened with their mouths agape, their eyes glazed over, and they didn't even notice their clothes getting wet with drool.

"Did you understand?" Zhang Wenshan asked, stopping his conversation when he saw that the time was right.

The group snapped out of their daze, looked at each other, scratched their heads, chuckled awkwardly, and shook their heads in embarrassment.

"Sigh..." Zhang Wenshan sighed, pretending to be troubled, and said, "Actually, just listening to me is not very useful; the key is to see practical application."

If you really want to learn, you might as well join the fishing and hunting group.

The boys looked at each other, none of them daring to utter a sound.

They would have to bear the profits and losses themselves; it could be a business that cost them money, so they wouldn't dare agree to it.

"In that case, you can come and help out when you have time. I can't promise whether you'll receive any benefits, but you'll definitely learn something."

Zhang Wenshan earnestly threw out the final bait.

"Really?"

"Of course, those who want to come should come early tomorrow."

Seeing the glint of anger in their eyes, Zhang Wenshan felt reassured. After exchanging a few more casual words, he sent them back.

"Qiuping, help your aunt with some chores," Xu Xiulian, the old woman, suddenly said.

The young man, who had always been taciturn and was called a wolf cub, stopped in his tracks, looking bewildered.

"Pile up the firewood you just chopped." Xu Xiulian pointed to the scattered wooden planks on the ground. "Don't look down on your brother Shanzi. He's busy making money now and doesn't care about this kind of work."

The boy didn't say a word, but silently stacked the firewood one by one, making sure it was neat and tidy.

"Here, take this." Xu Xiulian wrapped two steamed buns in thick oil paper that had been used to wrap meat, and carefully stuffed in two fruit candies wrapped in gold paper, then handed them to Lang Qiuping.

The boy didn't answer and turned to walk away.

Xu Xiulian grabbed his arm: "It's only right to get paid for work, Fourth Brother..."

"That's right!" Although Zhang Wenshan didn't understand what his mother was up to, he still stepped forward and forcefully pressed the paper package into the boy's arms.

in memory.

The boy's name was Lang Qiuping. His father was an educated youth sent to the countryside. After returning to the city, he lost contact with his father, leaving him and his widow to live with their maternal grandfather.

Once, for some reason, he almost cracked his uncle's skull open. After that, everyone called him a wolf cub, implying that he was heartless and could not be tamed.

"Think of your mother."

"Thank you, Auntie."

When Xu Xiulian spoke up, Lang Qiuping didn't refuse again. He bowed, grabbed the things, and ran off quickly.

"Mom, did you pluck the feathers from the miserly rooster?" Zhang Wenshan teased with a smile as he tidied the table.

Xu Xiulian shot her a sharp look: "Someone saved your life."

"Huh?" Zhang Wenshan tried to recall, but he had no recollection of it at all.

"That winter, you and Li Dong drank too much and collapsed near the brigade in the middle of the night. They dragged you back and knocked on our door. Your father went out and saw only your back."

"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"

The next day, the team discovered that more than ten kilograms of grain were missing.

"..."

Zhang Wenshan's lips twitched slightly. Winters in Northeast China can freeze people to death. If you drink too much and lie outside, you won't even last a night; you'll be dead in two hours.

"If you have the chance, please take care of them. That child and mother have had a tough time." Xu Xiulian called out and stepped outside. "I'm going to visit someone. Make sure the door is closed when you leave."

Zhang Wenshan and his older sister exchanged a smile, cleaned the fish, and headed to town.

When they returned in the evening, no one went to cause trouble for Li Dong's house as expected. Instead, they heard an even more explosive piece of news.

Li Yuejin has severed ties with his family!