Chapter 176 176. The treacherous lunch box (please vote for me!)
The seventh cousin came over and was a little worried.
Let’s just say, I have never seen such a full cage in my life!
I collected things in the cage in front of me, untied the rope, lifted it down, and everything came out.
But when things are like this, how can we get rid of them?
It's hard to lift it up.
Song Sancheng was looking around, smiling from ear to ear. At this moment, he took out his mobile phone: "Yan Ping, how do you post a video to Moments? Come on, take a picture for me."
After saying that, he squatted in front of the ground cage and did not forget to say: "Just say [I have nothing to do, let me show off what I have gained this morning]."
What a spring and autumn brushwork!
Tantan's ability has been grafted onto herself. If someone from the fishing bar saw this, they would be drooling for a mile!
Zhang Yanping secretly gave her uncle a thumbs up.
Song Tan looked at it twice and then felt relieved:
"When Dabao called me this morning, did he find this cage?"
"No!" Song Sancheng was watching Zhang Yanping post to Moments without raising his head:
"Dabao was barking at us early in the morning. We thought something had happened. Who knew when we went over to take a look, good guy! Fortunately, you were tied with rocks, and the big rocks were almost dragged into the water.
If it's any later, the cage will have to be fished out of the pond."
After thinking about it, he said happily: "Dabao is such a good dog, let's give him an extra egg this morning."
"Don't worry about it this morning." The seventh cousin pointed to the things in the cage and said, "Give them all these little turtles and wheat ears."
This kind of fish doesn't grow very big naturally. It lives in groups, so it doesn't hurt to catch a lot of it. Now that the seventh cousin said it would be given to the dogs, everyone was reluctant to part with it.
Wu Lan and Wang Lifen washed their hands, and when they saw the group of people still milling around the ground cage, they couldn't help but urge: "Hurry up, have breakfast, we have to pick tea later, this fish won't be killed later!"
Men don’t know how to settle accounts. How can fish be compared with tea?
Nowadays, the rice porridge is boiled hot, the yeast pancakes are alluringly burnt, and minced meat pickles and scrambled eggs with chili are even better with rice.
Even though a group of gentlemen couldn't bear to part with each other in front of the cage on the ground, it didn't stop them from having two big bowls of Xilihulu.
Song Tan still didn't eat much, so she put down her bowl and paid the uncle the balance for the watermelon seedlings.
Logically speaking, it seems to be busy now, and it's time for the uncle to leave.
But he stared at the two cages, lingering there, and didn't move for a long time.
Song Tan couldn't help but look at the new fishing rod in the corner that he bought for 89 and priced at 80:
——A man.
Look at the time, everyone working will be here in half an hour. People in the village are not punctual, so they will definitely come in advance. Song Tan quickly gave instructions:
"Hurry up and free this fish. It's time to go up the mountain again later."
The seventh cousin waved his hand: "Aren't there two more people who are helping me today? You go about your business, I will take care of this fish."
On the other hand, he called Grandma Qi again: "Call Qiao Qiao to come back."
Song Tan then wondered: "What did he do so early in the morning?"
The seventh cousin smiled from ear to ear: "When I came in the morning, I mentioned that there was a toon tree on the roadside that had sprouted and could be used to scramble eggs. The child ate two pieces of cake and went to break the toon."
Toon?
Song Tan wondered: "Are there still toon buds now? Don't be too old."
The beginning of spring was busy with wild vegetables. The toona in their village grew unevenly, and there were only a few trees, so she didn't make this idea.
The seventh cousin pointed to a small hill in the distance: "There is a small tree just at a high place. The wind is cold and the toona buds grow slowly."
Song Tan understood that this was the truth of the saying that when the beauty of April in the world ends, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.
"Tell me, why didn't I see him when I was looking at the fish today?"
As for whether the child has a serious breakfast... Well! There is so much to pay attention to. It is enough that the child is full and does not feel hungry.
Besides, with Seventh Cousin, is there ever a time when I can’t get enough to eat?
Sure enough, while everyone was busy slowly taking the fish out of the cage, the villagers who came to work had already arrived one after another.
Everyone gathered around the ground cage to take a look and marveled. Song Sancheng's circle of friends received a lot of likes.
This morning, he reached the peak of a fisherman. Although he didn't catch fish with a fishing rod himself, he was equally capable of fishing in the underground cage. He was good at it, not bad at all.
It's a pity that he can't collect the fish himself because he has to arrange for the watermelon seedlings on the mountain.
So I had no choice but to reluctantly leave with my hoe.
The uncle who delivered the melon seedlings hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but approach Song Tan again:
"Girl, can your own pond be used for fishing by outsiders?"
Song Tan's heart moved.
After seeing off the uncle who was also reluctant to leave, Song Tan went to discuss it with his seventh cousin, and then called Zhang Yanping, whose business had been cut off:
"Brother Yanping, you can post the fish you took pictures of today to any fishing club of yours. As you said, a total of ten people are allowed to fish in the two ponds every day. There is no charge, and you will be counted as much as you catch.
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Zhang Yanping wondered: "Just look at the harvest in this cage. It's as much as you catch. You've made a big loss!"
"That's not how we build fame. What you sell now can just rely on your own customer base. You fisherman, that's not necessary."
In fact, it is still necessary. Most of the people who buy groceries are aunts. Are aunts rich? Yes.
Are you willing to spend money? Yes, but you have to have a tourist atmosphere.
It is difficult to spend money in your hometown.
But her family has a lot of good things, such as tea and honey, and it depends on the man to spend money lavishly.
Song Tan shook his head: "I discussed it with my seventh cousin. One lunch box is free, and the refill is 40. You and Qiao Qiao will be responsible for delivering three meals a day."
This meal refill is very treacherous. It is free to let people try it first. As for the meal refill... she doesn't believe that someone only eats one bowl of her own food.
"My 10 yuan capital, you share the 30 yuan."
"But there is one thing. The one who catches the fewest fish before five o'clock will be responsible for pulling grass from my mountain for the whole day."
The grinder is not afraid either, he will not come back again after grinding.
Because she only released spiritual energy and didn't take any other measures, the grass on the mountain grew so fast that it was knee-deep without even noticing.
This was the result of Song Tan's deliberate indulgence. She wanted to hire villagers to help pull grass and give these elderly people a chance to generate income at home.
In the later stage, you will also need to use them when picking and packaging fruits and vegetables. As far as you are concerned, you can save some energy and be more low-key.
For them, if they have something to do, and if they work regularly and are exposed to spiritual energy, their health will be better.
Kill two birds with one stone.
This was also something we had initially communicated when chatting with Zhu Jun before.
However, nowadays, family farms are just beginning, and the mountainous areas have only been cultivated, so there is not much grass.
But after a while, that won't be the case.
Just my family’s thirty acres of land, I have been writing about it for several months and still haven’t harvested it yet... It can be regarded as the book with the longest harvest cycle in history. However, I wrote it in a trivial way, so it seems like there are a lot of things to do.
This chapter is to make up for yesterday’s work. There is still one more chapter, which I will make up later. Once it is finished, it will be today’s update.
