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- Chapter 445: Catching fish on the ice
"Old man, do you want to sell this sculpture? I will pay five thousand yuan to collect it," a tourist said suddenly.
???????? Mr. Zhong is quite famous in the province, many of his works are collected by private collectors, and many tourists know him.
"Haha, this is a boring work of mine, not for sale." Mr. Zhong smiled and declined. At this point in his life, money is no longer a big problem. More
What is important is the pursuit of artistic realm. Making better works for people to appreciate is what he values.
Liu Junhao took a deep breath after hearing this. He only felt that the sculpture was impressive, but he couldn't explain why. But someone opened his mouth
After paying five thousand yuan, he realized that this sculpture was extraordinary.
There is no way, he is not an artist's material, his level is limited, and it is more intuitive to measure it with money.
This money is much easier than buying eels by yourself, but he is not envious because he has no skills, and the roots of the tree in his hands can only be used as firewood.
"Xiaohao, do you want it?" Mr. Zhong smiled and turned to ask Liu Junhao.
"I do want it, but I guess you won't give it to me. I can't afford it." Liu Junhao just thought he was joking and replied.
"Why don't you give it? It's not because you want money. Give me the Sifang City where the sorghum stilts are tied, and how about we exchange it?" Mr. Zhong smiled and put forward the conditions.
"My feelings are set on my Sifang City This is not okay, that one is for my wife." But this Tiger Roaring Mountain looks very good, and Liu Junhao also wants to take it as his own
I have it myself.
It¡¯s just that he is very self-aware, and Sifang City is a self-entertainment work. Although it has a good reputation, it is still far from the realm of art.
The value of the root carving carved by Mr. Zhong cannot be equal at all.
No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is too embarrassed to exchange. He could only smile and say, "I don't dare to change. You should keep it. It's more than five thousand yuan. If you really want
If you like Sifangcheng, I will give you one for free. "
Since there are drawings anyway, it¡¯s not difficult to follow them, it¡¯s just a little troublesome. But it¡¯s scary to think about it. Last time I made a model, I spent more than ten days in a row.
, simply pasting and repeating it almost drives people crazy.
Liu Junhao secretly made up his mind that this time he would help Mr. Zhong complete the second model for free and then he would close the book and never do anything else in the future.
"You kid, I can take advantage of you. If you find the right buyer, your sorghum stalks can be sold for several thousand yuan. Neither of us will suffer a loss." Zhong
The old man fell in love with the sorghum stalks when he saw them for the first time. He also tried to make them in private, but he lost his patience when he changed the materials. I didn¡¯t make it several times in a row
After doing a good job, he turned his attention to Liu Junhao.
He knew that what Liu Junhao just said was true. The key was that he was embarrassed to take advantage of the younger generation, so he proposed an exchange.
Although he repeatedly refused, at Mr. Zhong¡¯s insistence, Liu Junhao could only carry Gen Diao home.
By the time she got back to the hospital, Zhang Qian had fried Jerusalem artichokes and cooked rice.
In the summer, I dug a lot of Jerusalem artichokes behind the yard and planted them. At that time, Mr. Zhao interrupted me and said that the seeds were not alive. He never thought that the twenty or thirty plants would be harvested during the digging in autumn.
There are quite a few, including three snakeskin bags from the wild ones outside the hospital, and they haven¡¯t finished eating them yet.
Zhang Qian heard the commotion in the courtyard and was about to go out to greet her husband for dinner, but she opened her mouth and lost her voice. How can I go to the village and bring back a root sculpture?
After understanding the reason of the matter, she surrounded the root carving and admired it a lot, and then asked her husband to wash his hands and eat.
After tasting the dish, Liu Junhao gave a rare compliment: My wife¡¯s stir-fried dish tastes good. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was already hungry after wandering around for a long time.
In the next few days, Liu Junhao began to fall into a painful life. He now deeply regrets that he let himself feel itchy and accepted this root carving.
In previous years, the twelfth lunar month has not yet entered, and Liujiagou is already full of New Year flavor. Those who work outside and go to school come back early, and each family makes vermicelli, kills pigs, chickens, and catches
Fish, weddings, etc., coupled with the tourists coming to celebrate the New Year, the whole village is very lively.
With heavy snow closing the mountains this year, Liujiagou has become a lot deserted. Many tourists planned to come to Liujiagou early to purchase new year goods. Unfortunately, all plans were scrapped and many people only visited Liujiagou.
You can complain online.
Liu Junhao is also a little depressed. Last year, he sold hundreds of kilograms of vermicelli, but many tourists still didn't buy it. This year, people started to recruit people online early this year.
Calling for purchase, he originally planned to go to the street to buy more red goods.Dear fans, in this kind of weather, we have no choice but to give up.
In addition, there are many people online ordering souvenirs, and Liu Junhao has postponed all orders, planning to wait until the snow melts.
He would be fine if he delayed for a few days, but Zhao Guangming couldn't afford to wait. They called me to say they were getting married soon. They set the date on the first day of the twelfth lunar month and asked Liu Junhao to help.
Send over some native chickens and carps.
"Damn, come here and try it yourself, I can't fly over." You can prepare things by yourself, but the heavy snow on the road is half a person deep, so there's nothing you can do about it.
Fa Xing, Liu Junhao planned to let this guy come over and pick it up himself.
"Brother, please help me. I really can't ride on the red rabbit. I've been shopping everywhere these past two days. With such heavy snow, fresh vegetables can't be transported in at all.
I'm almost going crazy. "Zhao Guangming kept complaining on the phone.
It¡¯s not impossible to ride a red rabbit on the street in this weather, but Liu Junhao feels a little distressed, for fear of freezing his red rabbit.
After thinking about it, he decided that he could just carry the things on his back and go out on the street. It wasn¡¯t that far anyway.
¡°Marriage is a big event, Liu Junhao laughed, but he didn¡¯t dare to neglect it. After dinner, I went to the backyard to check, planning to cut ice and get some carp for Zhao Guangming.
past. When he reached the ditch, he realized that he had fainted. The water in the ditch was only forty or fifty centimeters deep and had long since frozen solid. The fish must have been frozen into the ice too
, where can I catch it?
??After being frozen for more than ten days, carp, grass carp and other things will not hibernate and will probably freeze to death in the ice.
However, Liu Junhao still had some illusions and tried to chip off a large piece of ice and throw it into the stone lock.
Under the immersion of hot springs, the ice cubes melt quickly. But the miracle did not happen, and soon several white fish with their bellies appeared in the spring.
He waited patiently for more than ten minutes, but the fish still showed no sign of waking up and looked completely dead.
This also gave Liu Junhao a clear understanding of Shisuo: Spring water is not omnipotent. It only makes living things more vital and cannot violate its own laws.
Natural rules. Once the biological endurance limit is exceeded, it will still die.
It seems that all the fish raised in the ditch will die this time, and the losses will be quite heavy.
Thinking of this, he began to worry about the eels in the ditch again. It's okay if the carp and the like die. The worst thing is to take them out to feed the waterfowl in the yard, but if the carp and the like die,
If an eel freezes to death, it will damage its foundation.
Liu Junhao hurriedly got out of the stone lock and grabbed a shovel to dig into the ice.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that the silt under the ice would also turn into frozen soil, making it extremely difficult to dig. Within a few minutes, Liu Junhao was sweating from his forehead.
¡° However, Liu Junhao was worried about the safety of the eel and could not take a rest.
The average eel cave in winter is only a few dozen centimeters deep, and some are even only a dozen centimeters deep. Who knew the depth of these eel holes in the backyard was beyond human imagination?
Liu Junhao dug nearly one meter deep but has not yet reached the bottom.
But this also gave him some confidence that there should be no accidents with the eel at such a deep place.
While I was thinking about it, I saw a dark yellow tail under the shovel flashing but not disappearing into the hole.
Seeing the eel burrowing deeper into the cave, Liu Junhao quickly dug out a few shovels and picked up an eel as thick as his thumb. Then he dug several caves and found those
Those eels are alive and well, and there is no sign of frostbite or death at all.
I felt completely at ease now. Unexpectedly, nourished by the spring water, the eel's vitality was beyond imagination.
It¡¯s just that the carp that Zhao Guangming wants is still not solved. The ones in the backyard are basically frozen to death. There are a lot of fish in the stone locks, but there is no way to take them out.
At this time, all the puddles are frozen. If you suddenly catch a few lively carp, even a fool will be suspicious.
We can only find someone to catch some carps from the weir pond, and then secretly replace them with the ones in the stone lock.
"But Liu Junhao is not good at this matter, so he has to find Liu Wuye to take action personally.
"It's carp fishing, no problem. You need to find a few people to dig a hole in the ice first. I'll take them with me after dinner." I heard that this fish will be used to marry Zhao Guangming.
Yes, Mr. Liu Wu didn¡¯t refuse.
There is no need to go into detail about the process of cutting ice. Liu Junhao went to the village and called a few young people. In half an hour, he carved out a piece as big as a grinding plate on the ice.
An ice cave. To prevent accidents, they laid several door panels on top to bear the load.
When the ice was first cut through, a lot of fish emerged, but unfortunately they were all crucian carp shells and large white fish. This is not surprising to Liu Junhao. Unlike ditches, weirs and ponds
The area is large and the water contains a lot of oxygen, so big fish generally don¡¯t show their heads.
He couldn¡¯t see the fish or shrimp at all. However, Liu Qiyong wanted to take some home and fry them, so he specially placed a basket several times, and every time he lifted it up, he could catch two or three kilograms.
Big white fish.
I heard that Liu Wuye was going to perform ice fishing live, and many tourists rushed to the weir pond to watch the spectacle.
While they were talking, they saw Liu Wuye coming over carrying a large bamboo pole four to five meters long. As soon as they saw the rightful owner, everyone hurriedly got out of the way.
"Old man, what is this? Do you use this for fishing?" Seeing the strange appearance of the bamboo pole, the tourists present became confused. They originally thought they were old
The father knows how to get a fishing rod, but the bamboo rod and the fishing rod are two different things, and there is no fishing line.
The top of the bamboo pole is not much thicker than a pencil, and it seems to be about to break at any time. There is also a ring made of wire fixed on top, and hanging on the ring is
A few sharp iron hooks.
"This is what I use for fishing. You will know later." Liu Qihua explained to everyone, "This is called a sliding pole hook, and it is the old man's unique skill.
People can¡¯t play tricks at all. "
"What about the bait? Why don't you put the bait on it? Can you fish with this?" Some people looked at the iron hook on the bamboo pole and took it for granted that it was a fishhook.
I saw Mr. Liu Wu not answering, but throwing the bamboo pole into the water. As his hands trembled, the bamboo pole began to sway.
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