Zhang Yanping was alarmed by the five serial alarm clocks he had set. He opened the door and was shocked by the cool air, and then he felt awake.
The moonlight shone coldly on this simple farmyard, reflecting a hazy brilliance.
The stove in the shed was neatly tidied, and the five, six, and seven treasures were not in their nests at the moment, but were sleeping in the pile of firewood in front of the stove.
I don’t know what I was dreaming about at this moment. There was a humming and trilling sound intermittently, and the little paws were pulling at the dead pine needles, making a rustling sound.
On the courtyard wall covered with iron nails and broken glass, a few furry black figures danced nimbly, and they were already familiar with this place.
Looking closely, there were more than a dozen gray-haired squirrels. Under the moonlight, their coats were slightly shiny.
Zhang Yanping subconsciously touched his hair——
Eating nuts is really good for hair, right?
Otherwise, this gray-haired squirrel was a bit dry when he came here, but now it looks fatter and plumper.
And he is so courageous that he squats on the wall every day!
If you say you steal something, you don't seem to have lost anything. But if you don't steal... well, I want to find a home for myself.
He stared into the distance. Under the clear moonlight, the entire village seemed to be covered with wisps of white mist. Unfortunately, he was in the center of the thickest white mist, so he couldn't see it.
All I know is that the air smells of moist morning dew. I don't know why, but just smelling it makes me feel refreshed and awake.
Putting on his coat, he took out the flashlight he had prepared in advance, put on his mobile phone, opened the door quietly, and then walked to the deserted roadside to wait.
The bamboo forest is accompanied by the sound of wind, there are occasional sounds of fish and shrimp jumping in the pond, and insects sing freely in the grass...
But all this silence can't change the fact that it's only three o'clock in the morning.
He stared at the phone for a moment, feeling that something was not quite right.
By the way... why did he come to the village in the first place?
It seems to be to escape the nagging and pressure of taking the exam, right?
Because he just wants to be a rotten salted fish.
Then now...
His phone vibrated. He opened it and saw that someone from the temporary fishing group was following him:
[Looking at the navigation, we will be there in five minutes. Is the location accurate?]
yes.
Zhang Yanping replied smoothly, and then thought numbly:
He got up at three o'clock in the morning and took orders from these ten people. Each person's lunch box was only four hundred yuan, and he and his seventh cousin each received one hundred and fifty yuan for the cost.
Is it because he can’t earn more than 150 yuan a day from selling fruit?
Or can you say that one hundred and fifty can buy him getting up at three o'clock?
Zhang Yanping looked at his blank face reflected in the camera of his mobile phone and couldn't help but waver for the first time.
——He really doesn’t seem to have any talent for business.
Otherwise, why not go back and sign up for a training class and take the public exam?
But I won’t be able to eat the food here when I go back...
With just such a moment of hesitation, the roar of cars and lights followed on the road in the distance.
He instantly brightened up!
Good guy, let’s just talk about myself at three o’clock. If one person doesn’t sell two bowls of rice today, he won’t be called Zhang Yanping!
The other party drove a low-key BMW, got out of the car, and couldn't help but stretch:
"Oh, the air in this village is so good!"
He turned to Zhang Yanping and smiled again: "Brother, we are all from the same forum. We are our own people, so please don't fool us."
Zhang Yanping was determined to die: "If it works, just try fishing for a day first."
The other party was not polite: "Let's go, get in the car, tell me where the pond is, and I'll go look for a good fish mouth first."
Then this doesn't really work.
Zhang Yanping pointed to the mobile phone: "There are nine more people behind you. Aren't you all good brothers? We will be here soon, let's go together."
"That won't work!" The other party immediately jumped: "Good brother, you can't delay me in finding the fish mouth!"
"I sneaked downstairs like a thief at one o'clock in the morning and drove here. How could I be with them? I must have some privileges as I came first."
Zhang Yanping was helpless.
Now just give the other party a finger:
"Did you see the bamboo forest? There is a pond behind the bamboo forest. You can choose the location. Remember to hit it with a stick in advance to avoid snakes."
"Besides, there are some rocks where our ground cages are tied. Just don't get them into the water."
"That's okay!"
The other party couldn't wait to open the trunk, put the fishing rod on his back with one hand, and carried the heavy bag with the other hand, and rushed towards the pond with great satisfaction.
To be honest, if you are active in fishing at work, then everyone will not worry about perfect attendance.
Now, after only waiting for an extra minute or twenty, Zhang Yanping brought the last three middle-aged men wearing cotton-padded jackets and riding motorcycles to the edge of the pond.
"How long does it take to get here from the city by motorcycle?"
"Oh, don't mention it. The road here is too difficult. I was very nervous all the way. I rode for more than two hours."
Zhang Yanping:......
Although he hangs out in all the major forums, the fishing guys are obviously the most magical beings.
Ask them to go to the gym, but they say they can't stand the pain of exercise.
But let them endure the pain in their backs, ride bikes, sit on benches, and watch the water all day and night. They are more active than anyone else.
——Fisherman, what a mysterious organization.
However, now everyone stared at the pond and couldn't help but fell into silence.
A pond covers an area of two to three acres, which is quite spacious for ten people.
The issue is--
"You are suspected of false propaganda! I thought it was a boss's pond!"
Although three acres is not a small area, it obviously cannot yield that much!
"Brother, are the harvests in the cage you posted before real or fake?"
This pond is ordinary, why does it look so unreliable?
Zhang Yanping had already prepared. At this moment, he dug out the ground cage left at night from the grass nearby, took out the plastic bag, and unwrapped a small ball of chicken intestines that Song Tan had thrown in.
"Everyone, we are just posting this, and I won't say who is being fooled - this is an open cage. If you are worried that there are no fish in my pond, there is no need to worry."
"Someone, come here and just designate a spot. I'll put down the floor cage. I'll pick it up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Can you guys watch it?"
Zhang Yanping rarely fishes, and everyone is not familiar with him, but such active fishing guys in this forum have chatted with each other.
Therefore, there is more trust between each other.
So the middle-aged man who came first exchanged glances with the brothers, and then pointed casually:
"Just here, you put the ground cage here. I'll use my little horse to hold it down."
OK!
Zhang Yanping was also straightforward.
Song Tanke has worked hard in the past two days, and the cement pool at home is almost full. Unfortunately, there are ten people to eat, and there is almost no food for two less.
This pond is really magical, the fish are all stupid.
If Song Tan hadn't vowed that she would never lose money when the fishermen came, Zhang Yanping would really not want to do this loss-making business at three in the morning.