Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang was startled when he heard the gunshot. Who was this man? Why did he have a gun in his hand?

The monkeys were even more startled. They all stopped throwing stones and fled.

Soon, a figure walked up the mountain road.

Ao Muyang took a quick look and saw that this was a middle-aged man in his forties, with the usual features of the islanders, dark and rough skin, broad frame, and brisk steps.

The middle-aged man was carrying a large bamboo basket, his hands were empty, and there was no trace of the gun.

The two men met, and the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Hello, were the monkeys harassing you just now?"

Ao Muyang nodded: "Yes, they threw stones at me. Hello, my name is Ao Muyang, and I followed the fishing boat to the island to replenish fresh water and vegetables and fruits."

The big man pointed to his chest and said, "I am Jin Daba, a resident of Jinhou Island and also a fisherman. We are in the same business."

Ao Muyang shook hands with him, and then asked hesitantly, "I heard a gunshot just now..."

The big man laughed: "What gunshot? Those are firecrackers."

As he said, he took out a few red paper shell firecrackers from his pocket: "These monkeys are lawless and cannot be harmed, so we use firecrackers to scare them."

Ao Muyang suddenly realized, and he also laughed and said, "But it's a bit dangerous to use firecrackers in the mountains. It will be troublesome if a forest fire is caused."

Jin Daba waved his hand and said, "No, the grass and trees here are evergreen all year round, and there is abundant water vapor. A little spark will not cause a fire."

As he said, The two climbed up along the mountain road.

During the conversation, Ao Muyang learned that the two had the same destination, both going to the top of the mountain, but he was going to see the copper frame beacon, while Jin Daba was going to collect wild mountain mushrooms.

There were already some mushrooms in his bamboo basket, which was one of the income channels for the locals. They dried the mushrooms and sold them to tourists or crew members who came to the island.

With someone to accompany you, the mountain road is easier to walk, especially comfortable. Jin Daba has been climbing the mountain all year round. It is a bit exaggerated to say that he knows this mountain like the back of his hand, but he does know several hidden mountain roads, which makes walking even faster.

Finally, at noon, the top of the mountain was approaching.

For a long time, because it was far away from the mainland, except for the garrison in the past and the ships coming to the island to get supplies, Hu Island was almost isolated from the world at other times, in a semi-natural state, so it can be called a pure land.

Ao Muyang stood on the top of the mountain, and the whole island fell into his eyes.

The sea in the distance was vast, and the large ships on the dock had become small boats at this time, and the human figures were as ethereal as ants, almost invisible.

The midday sun was dazzling, and it soon made people feel hot all over.

There was shade on the top of the mountain. Jin Daba found an unknown tree to sit down, took out the kettle and drank heartily.

Ao Muyang looked around. The beacon standing on the top of the mountain was not far away. The base and escalator were made of copper, with a deep sense of vicissitudes of time. There was a layer of copper rust on the surface, and the green made people feel cold.

Jin Daba took out food from the backpack, including rice balls, small cakes, fish and pickles. He waved and said, "Brother Ao, come and have a bite, it's time for lunch."

After a pause, he smiled again and said, "But my lunch is very simple, don't dislike it."

Ao Muyang wanted to be polite, but since the other party said so, he couldn't refuse, otherwise it would seem like he disliked other people's things.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't dislike Jin Daba's lunch, because he didn't bring anything, only some dried fruits sent by the veteran. He didn't plan to climb to the top of the mountain, so he only brought a bottle of water.

Jin Daba brought fried shrimp paste. The pure shrimp paste was fried with chili peppers and mixed with eggs. It was eaten with the small pancakes he brought. It was chewy and fragrant.

Ao Muyang was an expert. He gave a thumbs up while eating the shrimp paste wrapped in small pancakes and said, "It's delicious. This shrimp paste is fried authentically, fresh and fragrant, without any fishy smell. It's amazing."

Jin Daba showed a proud look on his face: "My wife's cooking skills are average."

He used pheasant eggs when frying the shrimp paste. Hunting of wild birds, pheasants and rabbits is not allowed on the mountain, but the villagers will pick up some bird eggs, pheasant eggs and the like. The scientific researchers on the island turn a blind eye to this.

In fact, even if the people on the island catch some game, no one will care.

The people on the island catch game for eating at most. There are less than 1,000 residents on Jinhou Island. For a land of more than 1,500 acres, these few people only eat, which has no impact on the reproduction of wild animals.

Speaking of game, Jin Daba smiled and said, "Your sister-in-law's skill in frying shrimp paste is average, but she is very good at making spicy rabbit meat. When you get down the mountain, you can go to my house to try it. If you like it, I can sell you some. It tastes great."

They are going to do business. Ao Muyang said, "Okay, I like rabbit meat very much. I must try it."

Apart from game, there are many wild plants on Jinhou Island. Jin Daba told him that there are a total of 98 families and 208 species. "Look at those trees below, that is called Tianzhu Gui, and there, those are red nan trees. Scientists say that at the same latitude, these trees have become extinct..."

After lunch, Jin Daba looked for wild mushrooms in the shade of the trees on the top of the mountain, while Ao Muyang sat on the beacon escalator and looked at the ocean and the island.

He envied the environment of Golden Monkey Island. If Longtou Village had such an environment, wouldn't it be easy to develop tourism?

Everything about Golden Monkey Island was good, except that it was too far away from the land and there was no suitable tool to bring people up. Otherwise, this island would soon become a star in the island resort world.

Of course, on the other hand, it is precisely because of this reason that the island can maintain a paradise-like environment.

After Jin Daba searched around the top of the mountain, they began to go down the mountain.

There are two villages on the island, called Dajin Village and Xiaojin Village.

The people in the two villages are all foreign residents and the families left behind by the former garrison troops, and they mainly make a living by fishing and simple planting.

Jin Daba is from Xiaojin Village, which has a total of 150 households and 400 people.

Among them, his surname has little to do with the name of the village. The surnames in the village are very complicated. In his words, this is a village with hundreds of surnames.

The village is built on a small plain on the back of the mountain on Jinhou Island. Most of the buildings are stilt houses, bamboo houses and wooden houses. They look simple at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see that the home appliances and furniture are complete.

Everything in Jin Daba's home is very modern, with a complete TV, refrigerator and air conditioner. There is a bamboo mat on the ground, which is cool and pleasant to walk on barefoot.

Many things in the village are made of bamboo. On the way, Ao Muyang saw some children fighting on bamboo horses, which reminded him of the story of a man riding a bamboo horse and playing with green plums around the bed.

In fact, Xiaojin Village is surrounded by bamboo forests. The sea breeze blows, the bamboo forest rustles, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves comes with the wind, making the small village look like a paradise.