Aaron dug up a place where the sun couldn't reach the soil and took out tiny sandy baits.
Put it under your nose and smell it gently, and you will smell a light spicy taste.
"It looks like silkworm sand and has a spicy taste... Finally it's done."
"Next, let's try it when the moon comes out in the middle of the night."
Thinking back to the preparations he had made for fishing bait over the past month, Aaron's face twitched.
After all, the descriptions on this page are somewhat biased, and some require guessing...
For example, ‘Dilong Yin’, Aaron tried it several times before he knew it was earthworms, and they had to be dried earthworms.
Even after I figured out the formula, I still got failed results after making fish bait several times.
Until this time, it finally looks very close to the finished product as described...
Aaron put away the bait and waited for the night with great anticipation.
result……
Wow!
Lightning and thunder, dark clouds, and rain...
Aaron could only huddle in the awning boat, silently waiting for the rain to pass, and at the same time lamenting the unsatisfactory things in life.
Three days later.
night.
The stars were shining brightly in the sky without a single cloud.
Aaron docked the boat in the center of the water and looked up at the bright moon: "At three o'clock in the morning, it should be midnight, right?"
After guessing that the time was up, he grabbed a handful of prepared special bait and threw it into the lake.
The movement and reproduction of fish schools have their own rules, and several large "fish nests" are the heirlooms of some boat people. If you dare to go begging for food, you will definitely be served by a harpoon.
The area of water Aaron chose actually has relatively few fish.
He could clearly see that after the bait entered the water, it seemed to begin to melt strangely under the moonlight...
A quarter of an hour passed...
Two quarters of an hour passed...
It wasn't until halfway through the third quarter of an hour that Aaron suddenly heard the sound of rushing water.
He looked around and couldn't help but be stunned.
Under the moonlight, I saw sparkling waves, like ocean waves, sweeping in violently...
The sparkling waves on the water are the backs of fish!
Countless schools of fish gathered near the boat like crazy, one after another, and the bustle was comparable to the grand migration of super large fish!
Bream, grass carp, triangle head, big herring, black crucian carp, Longyang trout, seven-star catfish...
All kinds of fish, whether precious or not, whose names Aaron could and could not name, all gathered together, vying for the remaining bait.
At this time, there is no need for a harpoon. You can just use a basin to scoop up a mountain of fish!
"Is this effect...too good?"
Aaron cast the net numbly and caught fish...
After this 'fish tide' dissipated, I couldn't help but fall into silence as I looked at the fish tank filled with saury fish, seven-star catfish, and longyang trout.
Due to the limited capacity of the fish tank, he even had to bear the pain of giving up some large fish that were not of high value but were quite good in normal times when fishing.
"No ordinary fish food can attract all fish and achieve the effect of killing them all..."
Aaron's expression gradually became solemn: "This is...supernatural power!"
Whether it is the production of fishing bait or its use at a specific time, it all has the characteristics of certain occult rituals!
This is the official name of the fishing bait making method!
Because on the remaining pages, a book called "The Art of Driving the Sea" was repeatedly mentioned and highly praised.
And this only has an incomplete fish food formula, which of course can only be called the ‘remnant technique of driving the sea’!
"It seems that the ancestor of 'Liu Liu' was actually a sea dweller? But it is also possible that he snatched it from someone else."
"Unfortunately, he is already dead and cannot be tortured."
Aaron looked at the filled fish tank and fell into silence again.
For fishermen, this 'catch the rest of the sea' technique is simply a magical skill. From now on, going into the water is like making money!
But just as Aaron thought before, holding gold in the city is a disaster!
Even Liu Li knew not to act in a big way, let alone him?
“The batch with the highest value can either be eaten by oneself or released alive...we can only sell the ones with less value...”
"As for excuses, it's easy to find... After all, it's been so many years. My fishing skills have improved, so it's normal."
"Then, you can slowly save some money."
Aaron secretly makes plans for the future.
"We are poor in literature but rich in martial arts. If you want to practice martial arts, you have to spend money. Spend a lot of money!"
"But I'm not in a hurry. It will take a long time anyway. Even if it's a little slower, I have to be a little more steady. I can always save enough money."
…
Autumn passes and winter comes.
Aaron strode into the ‘Yuyang Restaurant’.
He has been eating well and sleeping soundly recently, and his figure has gradually grown, and he has become a good fisherman's man who is as good as white stripes in the waves.
"Hey, Brother Yu is here."
The waiter greeted me with a smile.
Money makes a hero brave!
As the fishing harvest gradually increased, Aaron would occasionally order a plate of plain meat.
This led to an increase in his status in the restaurant, and he was also called "Brother Yu" when he met acquaintances.
"It's cold today. Let me have two bowls of old rice wine, let me stew slowly on a small stove, and have another bowl of rotten pork noodles. Hey... Lao Yu, Lao Chu, and Xiao Chu are all here."
Aaron smiled and said hello, and the four fishermen gathered at the table.
Lao Yu smoked a dry cigarette and glanced at Lao Chu and his son, with a smile in his eyes.
Lao Chutou, on the other hand, seemed to be holding back something to say and was embarrassed to say it, so he could only remain silent.
Xiao Chu next to him was scratching his head and head anxiously, but he was helpless.
"Brother Yu..."
When the rotten meat noodles were served, Lao Chutou finally couldn't help but speak: "Last time, I took your 'Longyang Trout' and sold it to Niu Er, and he gave me fifty big bucks.
"
He lowered his voice. This was considered a side project, and there would be no good consequences if the 'Goldfish Gang' found out.
"oh."
Aaron sat waiting for the next step, and sure enough, Old Chu's back bent down, and his hair seemed to have turned a lot whiter: "You have grown up too... My little Chu is almost twenty years old, but he has a stupid mouth and a stupid person...
...If I can’t find a wife, I, as a father, will feel anxious!”
"Dad." Xiao Chu muttered dissatisfiedly, but there was nothing more to say.
Fishermen are already miserable, but it is different from farmers. They may feed the Dragon King one day. Even if a good woman marries a farmer, she is not willing to marry a fisherman.
And the good daughter of the fisherman's family has been spotted by other paupers early on, and Xiao Chu doesn't seem to be very competitive...
"Old Chu..." Aaron heard the elegant meaning of Xiange. Although he didn't care about it at all now, he had to pretend to be embarrassed: "I am not young anymore, so I just want to save money to buy a wife and inherit the incense..."
This was Fang Yu's pursuit before, but it was definitely not his.
"Oh... this money is what my uncle lent you, and I will definitely pay it back later!" Lao Chutou raised his wine bowl.
Aaron was silent for a moment, then spoke: "A few years ago, I fished alone, no one taught me, and life was difficult... Lao Chu, you gave me some advice at that time, and I benefited a lot... This money...
I’ll just borrow it! I won’t charge you any interest.”
After saying that, he raised the wine bowl, clinked it, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, what a good boy." Lao Chutou said goodbye with great gratitude and took Xiao Chu away.
If you want to get married, how can fifty grand be enough?
I have to borrow money from here and there, and then go to work hard and work like a cow to save money.
"Lao Chutou took his son and found a job carrying bags at the dock. When the fishing harvest was little, he went to work as a coolie. There were five big boys every day..."
Lao Yutou remained silent and smoked a dry cigarette. He waited until the Chu family and his son left before speaking in a playful tone: "Brother Yu... you are upright, but I advise you not to do stupid things."
"Oh? What do you mean?" Aaron pricked up his ears.
"How much can you earn by carrying a bag? Although Lao Chu is an honest man, he will take risks for the sake of his son. Don't get involved." Lao Yutou slowly finished the last broad bean and put the cigarette pouch into his waistband.
One interjection: "Go back to sleep... Everyone in the world says that gods are good, but only my wife can't forget... I can't forget, I can't forget..."
