Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 3 Huso

  Chapter 3 Beluga fish

  Before he left, Zhou An found out that the girl's name was Zhao Fei, and she lived in the village chief's house.

  Thinking that she would be surprised to see her when she finds her home, and she will feel happy again, and see how she will deny it when the time comes.

  Zhou An led the big ox back home, and found a small **** for digging corn roots in the yard. There was a dark and damp place in the yard overgrown with weeds. Zhou An was digging the ground there. He was not weeding, but catching earthworms.

   Zhou An put the caught earthworms into a glass bottle, and carried his homemade bamboo fishing rod.

   "Old Huang, take good care of your house at home. I'll go out and prepare lunch for the two of you. You will have fish soup at noon."

  The old scalper mooed twice in agreement, nodding and shaking his head. Maybe it not only wants to drink fish soup, but also wants to eat fish.

   Zhou An went out with his fishing rod on his shoulders. He greeted people in the village when he met them on the road, and soon came to the pond in the west of the village.

   There is a Baishui River in front of Qingshan Village. In addition to the heavy rain these years, the pond has not been dry for decades, and there are many big fish in the pond.

  A circle of willows was planted around the pond, with lush branches and leaves, and a stream of willows hanging down, just to block the sun.

   Zhou An moved a stone and put it under the willow tree as a stool, quickly put the earthworm on the hook, and then stared at the float with both eyes.

  The weather today is very good, there is no wind, the water surface is as calm as a mirror, and ripples will appear layer by layer when the float moves slightly.

   Zhou An saw the fish floating and did not immediately lift the rod. No matter what kind of fish they are, they are very vigilant. They will not swallow the bait in one bite, but will try repeatedly until they are sure that there is no danger before they bite the bait.

   There are two situations that are best identified. One is that the entire float is dragged into the water, and the other is that all the floats float to the surface. In these two situations, fish must be hooked.

   "Yes!"

   Zhou An knew there was something when he saw the fish floating up. He raised the fishing rod suddenly, the fishing line collapsed straight, and his hand felt heavy.

   What was hooked was a crucian carp, about half a catty, nearly 20 centimeters long, its tail slapped the water surface, and Zhou An directly lifted it out.

A small fish of this weight is still within the tolerance range of the fishing line and self-made fishing rod. If it is a big fish, it must not be raised directly. Instead, it must be allowed to swim for a period of time until the fish loses strength before being dragged. Do not hold on to the shore, or you may break the line or break the rod.

  In a short while, Zhou An caught four or five fish, including crucian carp and grass carp. The sun was already high at this time, and it would be noon soon, so Zhou An planned to call it a day and go home.

  The best time to fish is in the morning or evening. At this time, the fish eat and are more active. If the temperature is too high, the fish will dive into the deep water and not move much.

   Zhou An, who was planning to call it a day, glanced casually, and found that the whole fish float sank at an astonishingly fast speed.

   "It must be a big guy!" Surprised, Zhou An lifted the fishing rod first to ensure that the hook was firmly hung. When he lifted it, he felt a huge pulling force in his hand, almost dragging him into the water.

"My dear!" Zhou An was really taken aback. He held the fishing rod tightly and did not dare to pull it back. The whole fishing rod was pulled into the bow of the full moon. For the self-made fishing rod, it was the biggest challenge in history. test.

  To tell the truth, Zhou An was really reluctant to give up like this, so he could only pull loose carefully, one person and one fish competed, and it depended on who could persevere until the end.

  The big fish seemed to be trying to get rid of the shackles, but it jumped out of the water. Only then did Zhou An realize what a big thing he had caught.

   This is a sturgeon fish more than one meter long and weighs about twenty or thirty catties. The sturgeon is a large carnivorous fish, which is common in rivers and lakes in the north. It has a large body and strong strength, and is known as the king of freshwater fish.

  This beluga is still in its juvenile stage, and the largest beluga weighs more than 1,000 kilograms. Even the cubs are fierce in the water.

   "Plop!"

  The sturgeon fish fell back into the water again, making a huge splash.

Zhou An roughly estimated that he had been fighting wits and courage with this young sturgeon for more than half an hour before the young sturgeon gradually became exhausted and was pulled to the shore bit by bit by Zhou An .

A huge figure slowly emerged in the water. The mouth of the sturgeon fish was sharp and its back was blue and black. At this time, it could not do any tricks, but it was still making the final struggle, thumping and splashing a lot. The splash of water wet Zhou An's clothes.

   Zhou An simply wrapped his fishing line around the stone, rolled up his trouser legs and entered the water to fight naked with the sturgeon, and it took some effort to completely subdue the sturgeon.

  Zhou An was carrying the big sturgeon fish on his way home with a bucket, and the villagers cried out in surprise.

   "What a big sturgeon, Anwa's luck is really good."

   "Yes, I haven't seen such a big guy for many years. Anwa, how about killing this fish and selling it to me, so that uncle can taste it."

  Speaking of which, Zhou An's luck was really good. A few days ago, he caught monkey head, and today he caught sturgeon.

  The villagers followed Zhou An back home with a look of envy, and weighed it. The sturgeon was more than one meter five and weighed more than 30 catties.

  Even the village chief rushed over to ask questions, followed by a middle-aged man of about forty years old, looking at the sturgeon fish in the big iron basin with hot eyes.

   "Zhou An, it's a pity to kill such a big sturgeon, why don't you sell it to me. The market price is about 30 yuan a catty, how about thirty-five for you?"

  Village chief Wei Zhengguang said proudly that the person next to him was the wealthy boss who came to Qingshan Village for fun. After hearing the news, he asked the village chief to help buy the sturgeon, and was willing to pay forty yuan per catty.

   Wei Zhengguang opened his mouth but said thirty-five, and he made a little difference in the middle of the price. Firstly, he was the village head, and secondly, the price was indeed not low. He expected that Zhou An would not refute his face.

  The villagers were shocked when they heard the words. At thirty-five catties, this sturgeon fish can be sold for more than one thousand yuan. For the villagers in the valley, this is almost like wealth falling from the sky.

  The villagers couldn't help but get jealous. Some asked Zhou An where he caught the fish, and some persuaded Zhou An to sell the fish. Everyone also knows that the sturgeon is not easy to catch, but if this kid can catch it, maybe he is lucky too.

   "Not for sale, I'm going to raise it." Zhou An shook his head and didn't buy the village chief's account.

   "Little brother, the price is negotiable, can I add another five yuan?" The middle-aged man beside Wei Zhengguang asked.

  Zhou An knew that this person should have something to do with Zhao Fei, but he had already made up his mind, so he shook his head and said, "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it."

"This kid, why do you have a grudge against money?" Wei Zhengguang's face turned cold, but he couldn't do anything about Zhou An. Zhou An seemed to be quite talkative at ordinary times, but if you really want to make trouble with him, he will kill you. .

  There is Zhou An’s ancestral grave in the land planning of the village. Zhou An stood in front of the grave with a kitchen knife in his hand.

  The village chief left resentfully, and the villagers who watched the fun also dispersed. Zhou An first dug a small pond and threw the sturgeon in it, so that the sturgeon would not die of thirst after being out of the water for too long. After a busy life, he was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but he was very happy in his heart.

   Only then did he have the time to deal with the crucian carp and grass carp caught in the bucket, disemboweled the fish, cleaned it up and walked into the kitchen.

   Zhou An boarded the Xiaoyu live broadcast platform. As soon as the name of the cowherd baby appeared, people began to enter the room.

   "What is the anchor doing? Is this cooking live?"

   "Brother Niu, you are so good, why do you come to the food channel to do something?"

   "Look, look, let's see what dark dishes the host can make."

  The audience in the room became interested, and most of them commented on how black Zhou An was.

   Zhou An didn't care what others said. He heated the iron pan and poured in peanut oil. After the oil was hot, he put in chopped green onion and sliced ​​ginger, poured in a little cooking wine, and then began to add water.

  Craucian carp stewed in clear water is more nutritious, but Zhou An felt that it was tasteless. After boiling the pot, he put the processed fish into the pot, added pepper, aniseed and other condiments, and then added a little salt and beer.

  Freshwater fish will have an earthy smell, which can be removed by adding beer. After a while, it will be steaming and fragrant.

  The audience in the live broadcast room were eagerly waiting for Zhou An to make a fool of themselves, but they didn't expect him to cook in an orderly manner. Watching the iron pot bubbling, their mouths were almost drooling.

   Soon the fish was stewed, and Zhou Ansheng brought a large porcelain bowl to the table. The fish soup in the large porcelain bowl is white and thick like milk, and the fish meat is white and tender, delicious. Zhou An ate one chopstick after another very comfortably, but the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear it.

   "The anchor is too much. I just finished eating. Seeing you eat so deliciously, I feel hungry again. I can't eat anymore, otherwise I will gain weight." This is a speech by a crush.

   "It's pretty good if you've eaten, but I'm miserable if I haven't eaten. Anchor, I also want to eat delicacies from mountains and seas. How about giving me a bite!"

   "Oops, Lao Huang is mixed with fish soup. No, I'm going to grab a drink of soup with Lao Huang!"

  Of course Zhou An will not forget the agreement with Lao Huang, one person and one cow eat happily.

   "It smells so good! Is Zhou An at home?"

  Suddenly there was a crisp sound outside the room. Zhou An knew who it was when he heard the voice, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

  (end of this chapter)