Chapter 634
: I'm lucky to win, but I'm dead to lose
Chapter 634: I'm lucky to win, but I'm dead to lose
I have to admit that the catch of this net is quite a lot, weighing over 400 kilograms.
But pulling something out of the water is completely different from lifting something on the ground.
Perhaps anglers are the ones who feel the most deeply about things like this, just like when they are fishing and they catch a fish that is only 2 kilograms, but when they lift the rod, they will feel that the fish is quite heavy.
Although a fishing rod is a force-consuming lever and is also influenced by the fish's own swimming force, in reality, the main force acting on it is the water.
It was also because of this that Wang Dazhui, Wang An and a horse had such a hard time dragging the cart.
After catching his breath, Wang An said with a smile:
"Dad, look at this catch. Is there anything that wasted the cornmeal?"
Wang Dazhu rolled his eyes at Wang An and said:
"I said that the brown sugar and wine were wasted. Where did I say that the cornmeal was wasted?"
Looking at his father who was being serious, Wang An said with a smile:
"I'm telling you, Dad, the money was not wasted. If there were no wine and brown sugar, and we only relied on that little bit of cornmeal, there wouldn't be many fish in the nest."
After a pause, mainly because he noticed that Wang Dazhu's expression hadn't changed much, Wang An continued:
"I feel that no matter what you do, you have to give up something before you can gain anything. You really need to change your stingy thinking."
When Wang Dazhu heard this, he showed a thoughtful expression. After a while, Wang Dazhu said stubbornly:
"You little bastard, you're still trying to teach your father a lesson. I'm your father, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice, how could I not know this?"
Wang An looked at his father's indignant expression and subconsciously laughed "Hahahaha", saying perfunctorily:
"Yes, yes, you are my father. You don't eat every day, and you only eat salt for every meal."
Wang Dazhu looked at Wang An, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, then he rolled his eyes at Wang An and said:
"Okay, stop being silly. Take out the net. There's still a nest there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dazhu walked towards the fishing net, and Wang An followed him with a smile.
The father and son worked together to open the fishing net, and then dumped it on the land near the shore, and the fish began to jump out.
I have to say that the fish in the river are very happy and energetic.
There were three sturgeons, the largest one weighed about 16 or 17 kilograms, the smallest one weighed about 3 or 4 kilograms, and there was a big sturgeon, which weighed almost 10 kilograms.
There are also quite a few carp, crucian carp and bream fish, ranging from two to three catties to four to five catties.
A big mountain catfish weighs about 20 kilograms, and ordinary catfish and snapper are also quite large.
The most numerous fish are carp, grass carp, crucian carp and some small miscellaneous fish, which account for more than half of the weight.
I have to say, there are quite a lot of varieties of fish in this net.
Ignoring the pile of fish, the father and son rolled up the net, led the horses and carried the axle, and headed for the next nest.
At this time, the splashes on the second nest are not very big, which proves that many big fish in the nest have escaped. In fact, this is normal.
Because this is how you use wine and brown sugar to bait the fish. The bait will gather relatively quickly, but when the wine and brown sugar are completely washed away by the water, the fish will follow the smell of the wine and swim downstream of the river.
Seeing this, Wang Dazhu said nothing and cast the fishing net in the same way.
There were fewer fish, so there were fewer fish pushing up the net, so the net sank faster in the water. When the rope in Wang Dazhu's hand stopped sinking in the water, Wang Dazhu began to collect the net. Wang Dazhu pulled the rope and complained to himself:
"This is ridiculous, this is ridiculous, we are too late, the big fish have all disappeared."
When Wang Dazhu was collecting the net, Wang An naturally stepped forward to help. As soon as he put his hands together, Wang An felt that there were not many fish in this net.
To be honest, although Wang Dazhu looked very regretful, Wang An didn't feel anything.
Whether it is hunting or fishing, it is actually the same. If I get it, I am lucky, if I lose it, it is my fate. It is okay to have a harvest. How can it be possible to always have a big harvest?
The father and son didn't use the horse to help, but they dragged out all the fish in the net, which weighed about several dozen kilograms, but less than a hundred kilograms.
Looking at the few catches in the net, Wang Dazhu sucked his teeth and said again in annoyance:
"Oh, I'm late, otherwise there would definitely be a lot more than this."
Wang An saw this and said comfortingly:
"The net we used just now is enough. We can't eat all the fish. They will go bad in two days. If you want to eat them, you can wait two days and then get another net."
Wang Dazhu retorted:
"Why not? Fish are easy to keep in spring. The big tanks at home are all idle. I'll go back and fill them with water and put the fish in. They won't die in a month."
When Wang An heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. How could he have forgotten about those big vats?
Thinking of this, Wang An subconsciously asked:
"The fish were just drying there. Won't they all be dead by the time we get home?"
Wang Dazhu said indifferently:
"It's okay. It's not that easy to die. I won't die in two hours."
Although Wang An still had some doubts in his heart, he nodded. The main question was how long a fish could survive out of water. Wang An had never studied this question, whether in his past or present life.
If you don’t understand something, don’t express your opinions at random. This is what Wang An has always advocated.
As they were talking, the father and son started working together to put the fish into the sack.
This time, Wang An did not let go of any fish, big or small. The key point was that there were dogs, lynxes and wild boars at home that needed to be fed, and fish was the best food for them.
After loading the fish, they hung the heavy hook on the saddle back to the beam under the cart, and then the father and son drove towards home.
When Wang Dazhui and Wang An returned to their yard, Wang Daliang and his family were also there.
It was obvious that Second Mother Yao Ping had just cried and her eyes were still red and swollen. However, when she saw Wang Dazhu and his father driving the carriage into the yard, Yao Ping took a few steps towards the carriage with a smile on her face.
As he walked, he said:
"Look at my oldest nephew, he is very sensible. As soon as he came back, he helped to carry manure to the fields."
After saying this, Yao Ping turned around and said to Wang Dazhu in a complaining tone:
"Dazhu, you too, if you are too busy, just ask your second brother and me to do it. Why would you ask the child to do any work when he just came back?"
I have to admit that Second Mother Yao Ping is definitely a very shrewd and capable person.
At least what she said sounded particularly pleasant to the ear.
But spring plowing is approaching and everyone is very busy. Who would have the nerve to ask others for help with the work?
(End of this chapter)