Rural Friends Circle

When we arrived at the reservoir, we were on the dam and saw a group of people gathered together from a distance. We didn't know what they were looking at.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on down there?"

The brother Zhao he was talking about was naturally the contractor of the reservoir. Because he came here every day to buy fish, the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.

"What else can we do? Someone has caught that kind of pottery jar with words on it from the reservoir. People in the city like to make a fuss. There are one or two of those pottery jars every month. Experts in the city have seen them. They are worthless things." Brother Zhao snorted disdainfully and said sarcastically.

He had heard of pottery jars with words on them before, but he had never seen them with his own eyes. They were quite rare.

"Brother Zhao, it's the same as always. The two biggest fish, just tell me when you have weighed them, and I'll go down to join in the fun."

"Brother, how about we weigh them first, and then you can join in the fun." Brother Zhao said.

"Okay, we're on the same page. This deal is not the first or second time. I still trust you, Brother Zhao." Tang Feng said as he went down the dam.

Looking at Tang Feng's back, Brother Zhao stood there, smiled bitterly and shook his head. How many people are worthy of trust these days?

However, just for this trust in me, this friend is worth making friends with.

Tang Feng went down the dam and approached the circle of people. Looking inside, a middle-aged man was holding a three-legged ancient pottery jar and commenting on it.

Looking closely, on the black pottery jar, there were some ancient characters with complicated strokes. When he saw these ancient characters on the pottery jar from a distance, his eyes narrowed, because he found that these ancient characters were very similar to the inscriptions on the armor of Tianbing·Jia.

This discovery made his heart beat faster. Could it be that this seemingly unremarkable pottery jar had some connection with the fairy world!

"Brother, you should find an expert on cultural relics to identify it. It may be a valuable cultural relic." A well-dressed young man next to him said with a smile.

"Brother, don't be funny. Anyone who often comes here to fish knows this kind of pottery jar. It was the burial object of the poor people in the past. It is worthless." Another young man spoke up.

"No way, I see the words on this pottery jar are all ancient Chinese. Did the poor people in ancient times know how to read?" The middle-aged man holding the pottery jar asked suspiciously.

"Several of these pottery jars are caught here every year. Experts from the city have also come here. After they saw it, they all said that these are pottery jars for the poor to bury with their children. They have no value."

"Fuck, I thought I caught a treasure, but it turns out to be some rotten pottery jars used by the poor people to bury with their children in ancient times. It's really unlucky." The middle-aged man shouted unlucky and threw the pottery jar into the haystack on the shore.

Then, the group of people dispersed.

"How can you throw these bottles and cans around? Aren't you afraid of hurting the kids? City people are really uncultured." Tang Feng muttered and picked up the pottery jar from the haystack.

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and the anglers could hear it. Others didn't care about it, just laughed, and the middle-aged man turned his head and glared at him fiercely, but didn't come up to make trouble.

Holding the pottery jar, a trace of coldness came over, and feeling the cold breath, he was more and more sure that this was indeed not an ordinary pottery jar.

After getting on the dam and putting the pottery jar under the seat, he was about to go to the fish pond to get fish, when a black Hyundai car drove up from behind and stopped in front of his motorcycle.

"Hey, isn't this Tang Feng?" The window on the driver's side was lowered, and a young man with a side parted hair leaned out.

Zhou Baojun, a prominent figure among the younger generation in Tianjing Village, is only two years older than him, but this guy has some business sense. He led people to tie steel bars. This year, he built a house and bought a car.

Seeing the young man leaning out of the car, Tang Feng stopped.

"Brother Baojun, aren't you busy today? How come you have time to come to the reservoir to play?" Because the two families are not far from each other, they know each other a little. Tang Feng also knows that Zhou Baojun is particularly busy this year because he has contracted the steel bar work. On weekdays, he can't see his figure in the village at all.

While talking, he glanced at the co-pilot seat. There, there sat a short-haired woman who looked familiar. Looking more carefully, wasn't it Wang Ting who had a blind date with him before?

"Busy, how can I not be busy? But no matter how busy I am, I still have to marry a wife. Look, the old branch secretary helped introduce one to us. She is from our neighboring village." Zhou Baojun leaned on the car window and said with a smile.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Wang Ting also saw Tang Feng outside the car, and felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was only two or three days since the last meeting. In the blink of an eye, she was on a blind date with another man. Not only were the two men from the same village, but they also knew each other. Now they bumped into each other here, which was very embarrassing.

However, she thought again that she had only met Tang Feng once, and they didn't even say a few words. It was not a blind date at all. Even if they met now, what was there to be embarrassed about.

Anyway, from the beginning, she didn't like him. In Yaoyao's words, he was just a poor loser, while Zhou Baojun was good-looking, and the key was that he was capable, hardworking, and had a good family situation. If she met such a good man, she would definitely not let him go.

After this, when I marry Zhou Baojun and move to Tianjing Village, Tang Feng will have to call me sister-in-law.

"The old branch secretary introduced me, so it must be good. I congratulate you here first. When you get married, I will definitely go to the wedding." Because he knew what Wang Ting was thinking, he had no idea about Wang Ting from the beginning. Now that he saw Wang Ting and Zhou Baojun together, he felt a little embarrassed and nothing else.

"Okay, this year, I guarantee that you will have a wedding wine." Zhou Baojun smiled brightly and said confidently.

"Brother Baojun, you guys play first. I have something to do. I'm leaving first." Before leaving, he glanced at the back seat of the car again. There, the long-haired beauty with glasses was sitting there with her head down, flipping through a book in her hands.

Looking at Tang Feng's back as he left, Zhou Baojun curled his lips and snorted with a sneer, saying, "Poor guy, don't even look in the mirror. You can't drink my wedding wine."

After leaving the fish pond, Brother Zhao had already put the two big fish he had caught into a bag. They were also two big fish weighing more than 20 kilograms, and the price was 30 yuan per kilogram. Tang Feng counted out 15 big bills from his wallet and handed them to Brother Zhao.

"Brother, do you have time tomorrow night? Brother Zhao will treat you to a drink." Brother Zhao took the money and stuffed it directly into his pocket without counting it. Then he asked Tang Feng with a smile.

Since Tang Feng came here to buy fish, he has earned nearly 2,000 yuan every day. The speed of making money is faster than when he contracted projects in the past. Although the two of them are familiar with each other now, he still feels that it is necessary to get closer to each other. After all, he is not the only one who contracts fish ponds nearby.

Brother Zhao wanted to get closer to each other. In fact, Tang Feng had the same idea. The reason why he chose to buy fish here and gave a relatively high price was, on the one hand, because it was next to his lotus root field, but he also wanted to make friends with Brother Zhao.

Although Brother Zhao is just a fish pond owner, everyone in the area knows him. When this brother was in the underworld, the big hooligans like Er Mazi were still playing house. Even if he has retired now, who dares to look down on him?

These days, if you don't have a few capable friends, even if you have a fortune of tens of millions, it's useless. When you encounter problems, you can only stare blankly.

Now that Brother Zhao has spoken, how could he refuse? He agreed very readily.