Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

"Uncle Chen, are you okay?

"I'm coming."

In the yard, Chen Qingjiang arranged the fishing nets and followed Liang Qu to the port.

Chen Qingjiang didn't forget what Liang Qu said, and he wanted to take him to a fish gathering place. Since yesterday, he had stayed at home and never left the house.

"Uncle Chen, do you want to sell the fish you caught in the town?"

"I went there two days ago, but it's getting colder and colder, and I'm even thinner than I am because I haven't eaten any fish, so I don't plan to go. It's not cost-effective."

Liang Qu said: "Then don't go there starting today."

The senior brother said that the mountain ghost can kill the warriors of the second pass. He is very powerful and prefers warriors with strong energy and blood. Even martial arts disciples like him who have not entered the pass are not looked down upon. However, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, can he not If you're going to risk it, don't go.

Yixing City is fifteen or six miles away from Binh Duong Town. There is a road, which is quite wide and has many people coming and going. However, there are woods on both sides. Mountain ghosts may be hiding in them, waiting to attack travelers passing by, especially Chen. My uncle always catches fish in the early hours of the morning and rushes before dawn, which is even more dangerous.

Liang Qu came here with the cavalry this morning and did not dare to go alone.

"What happened? Is it related to that man named Lu Shaohui?"

Chen Qingjiang was honest but not stupid. When he heard this, he immediately thought of the dead warrior.

It's a rare thing for warriors.

As a town, Pingyang Town can have so many warriors, and it is only Yang Dongxiong who takes the lead.

The martial arts school has been open for more than 20 years, and many people from the county have made a special trip to worship Yang's martial arts school.

Over time, there were more warriors. With more warriors, there were more medical clinics and more people who needed work and services. They all had to eat and live.

Pingyang Town has developed a population of tens of thousands over the years, which is almost the same as that of the county town. It is more or less inseparable from this reason.

A large population, in turn, promotes more people learning martial arts, which complements each other.

Therefore, in other places, the number of warriors would have been cut by at least half, and it would definitely not be a small matter if one of them died suddenly.

"Well, one of my senior brothers went to see it and said that it was killed by a monster. The monster hasn't been caught yet, so be careful."

Chen Qingjiang nodded in agreement. Anyway, he didn't plan to go to the town to sell fish. If he didn't go, he wouldn't go.

Arriving at the pier, Liang Qu jumped several times and jumped onto a awning boat. It was no longer the original small sampan.

He slept in the martial arts hall last night, and came to the port to ask Lin Songbao for his boat in the morning. The dilapidated sampan was left at the fishing pen.

Sampan sampan is the "three planks". The two middle partitions separate the two waterproof compartments at the bow and stern, which are divided into three parts. The rest is nothing.

This awning boat was much larger than the broken sampan. The sampan was only over three meters long and less than one meter wide, but the awning boat was five meters smaller and more than one meter wide.

The ship's edge is higher, making it less likely to be hit by waves. The cabin is paved with a layer of red-painted shipboards, with mats and bamboo pillows.

The canopy is 1.2 meters high and has eight leaves on both sides, four of which are fixed and four of which can be opened and closed. It is woven with bamboo slats and has a bamboo basket sandwiched in the middle. It provides sun and rain protection and is very strong. It is painted black with bituminous coal and tung, so it is called Wu Peng.

The transformation of the sampan into a awning can be described as a major upgrade of equipment, and the replacement of shotguns with cannons.

There is a awning to protect from wind and rain. If it is inconvenient for Liang Qu to go home in the future, he can live directly on the boat.

"Hey, Ah Shui, you got your own awning boat back?" Chen Qingjiang was surprised, but then he reacted, "Oh, you are different now. Scary Zhang doesn't dare to do anything to you. It's been a long time since we talked about it. Seeing that the man is angry, he failed to pay the autumn taxes a while ago, and even when he went to arrest anyone at home, he was sentenced to a refugee status by the government. Do you know this? "

"I don't know. This boat was given to me by Lin Di from the fishing camp. He said that Scarlet Zhang sold the boat to him. Lin Di wanted to please me, so he gave it back to me."

"oh,

That's a good thing too. "Chen Qingjiang thought, "This man is so angry that he has sold his boat. I'm afraid he really took the money and ran away, and he doesn't know what he is going to do. Is he going to become a bandit? "

Liang Qu's expression remained unchanged and he urged: "Whatever, he is a local ruffian, let's leave quickly."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingjiang untied the hull of the boat and followed Liang Qu's boat.

The awning boat is much larger than the sampan, so it should be more difficult to row. However, due to the unique long oar structure of the awning, it hits the water left and right, which is not only faster and more stable, but also more labor-saving.

Liang Qu has been practicing martial arts for more than a month and is about to break through. His strength is much greater than that of an adult. He feels more relaxed and comfortable while rowing, and the boat doesn't even rock.

It is said that highly skilled fishermen can put a plate of fennel beans on the edge of the awning boat and eat it while rowing without spilling a single bean.

Two awning boats moved quickly through the water, one behind the other.

Liang Qu was immersed in the thrill of speeding on the water. Behind him, Chen Qingjiang couldn't keep up and shouted to wait for him.

But Liang Qu would stop without calling, they were here.

"Ah Shui...you are so strong." Chen Qingjiang was quite out of breath, "Are you here yet?"

"Yes, this is it. There are a lot of fish in this water area."

"Then I'll try to get off the Internet."

"Wait a minute, let me spread something."

Liang Qu pretended to take out a small box, dug out a mud-like ball, pinched it, and threw it into the water.

"What's this?"

"The bait I asked the master for is very attractive to fish schools."

"Is there such a good thing?"

It was just ordinary yellow mud. In order to reduce the possibility of exposure, Liang Qu used it as a way to hide it from others, and also to give the two beasts time to catch fish. It was a signal action.

After sprinkling the "bait", Liang Qu immediately notified the two beasts under the water through his spiritual connection to drive over the gathered fish.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Liang Qu asked Chen Qingjiang to catch fish.

Chen Qingjiang caught the fish in the fishing net, and when he turned around, the fishing net spread out perfectly on the water.

...

"Hahaha, so many fish, so many fish!"

Chen Qingjiang struggled to drag the fishing net up. There were more than 20 big fish in it, and the visual estimate was about 40 yuan.

In winter, one net is enough!

Liang Qu compared it in his mind and found that it was faster than Fat Catfish fishing alone.

In a quarter of an hour, there were more than twenty big fish. Ah Fei had to go back and forth seven or eight times to finish vomiting, which took an hour.

"Ah Shui, hurry up, give me some more of your bait."

"good."

Ball after ball of yellow mud, net after net of big fish.

Chen Qingjiang was so happy that he couldn't bear to rest for a while. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

The fish caught here are not fish, they are clearly silver, white and fluffy silver!

"Uncle Chen, it's almost ready."

"No, there are still so many fish," Chen Qingjiang was so tired that his hands and feet were numb, but he still wanted to continue fishing.

"We didn't bring any fish baskets. The compartments were full and there was no room for them."

"Stuffed?"

Chen Qingjiang was in a daze. It took only three or four hours for both ships to be full?

He came back to his senses and said calmly: "With so many fish, it costs five or six hundred yuan."

"I just saw two small trout, about the same. Uncle Chen wiped his sweat and be careful of the cold." Liang Qu threw a cloth over and said, "It will be the same tomorrow. There is a lot of bait. If there is not enough bait, we will go back first. "

Five or six hundred cents, divided equally into three hundred cents per person, is seven taels of silver per month.

The most important thing is that Liang Qu can free up more time to do other things in the future, make money by fishing, and no longer have to disguise himself on the boat.

In the future, if there is an opportunity, more people can be brought in to form a "fleet" and the income can be doubled, but the candidates must be more careful.

Liang Qu felt emotional when he thought about the meal last night.

Unknowingly, he has been separated from labor and has become a rentier class. He can get money every day without having to do anything. The source of income is stable, and many businessmen are inferior to him.

Living in a mansion and raising beautiful maids is really not a dream, it is just around the corner.

Chen Qingjiang looked at the cabin with regret in his eyes.

He had lived in vain for thirty years, and he had never caught a fish so happily. The fish took the initiative to get into the net like crazy, and the net had to be mended several times.

Two awning boats docked one after another and anchored.

As soon as he tied the boat rope, Liang Qu heard someone shouting to him from the dock.

"Ah Shui, you are finally back. Go back and take a look. Someone is looking for trouble in front of your house!"