When Wei Mo returned, he checked the catch and found it to be quite good, probably more than 10 jin (5 kg) of fish. This was much faster than yesterday.
I originally planned to fish for a while so others could rest, but no one was willing. Hey, I, this wicked capitalist, can't pity you child laborers.
Wei Mo was too lazy to assemble the fishing rod, so he simply sat down to rest and checked the trading market to see if there was anything he needed.
Wei Mo now has 116 yuan in currency in the trading mall, and he feels he can make a purchase.
But I hesitated when I saw the skills in the shop.
After all, items are only temporary, only skills are permanent and belong to you, and you haven't even tested the effects of the skills yet.
Postpartum care for sows, 18 yuan, is practically useless. Who would let Weimo take care of their sows?
The technique of castrating piglets costs 22 yuan; I will continue to ignore it.
Weaving technique, 80 yuan.
Looking at the introduction to weaving techniques, you can learn to weave items using suitable materials, and there are many different kinds of weaving techniques.
The cost of net weaving techniques is 120 yuan.
The remaining ones are even more expensive, and nowadays only the first three can be purchased, so Wei Mo had no choice but to buy the weaving technique to test the waters.
"Successfully purchased weaving techniques for 80 yuan".
A large number of memories appeared out of nowhere in Wei Mo's mind, just like skills he already possessed.
Wei Mo cut a lot of willow branches with a knife nearby, sat on the ground, and began to test the skill's effect.
His nimble hands seemed to have a memory; the fish basket pattern in Wei Mo's mind quickly took shape in his hands.
In less than 30 minutes, a fish basket was made, and Wei Mo was amazed at how impressive it was.
Wei Mo put the fish basket aside and went to check the clips; about half an hour had passed.
"Sis, I'm going to cut some willow branches!"
Wei Mo called out to his older sister, but Wei Xiaomin didn't even turn her head.
"Go, go."
Wei Mo arrived at the willow thicket.
The first item caught in the trap was a bird called a "chicken," which was a decent size, about the size of a pigeon.
Wei Mo picked it up; the bird's body was still warm, but the bones in its neck were broken.
After resetting the clip, Wei Mo headed towards the next location.
The second place Wei Mo set three traps for a simple reason: there was a lot of bird droppings nearby.
Upon closer inspection, a pheasant was flapping its wings, its head trapped and unable to be freed, and it was quite badly injured. Wei Mo quickly ran over, pressed the pheasant down, grabbed its two large wings with one hand, and put it directly into his backpack.
This is a male pheasant. Wei Mo was reluctant to sell it. The male pheasant has beautiful tail feathers, which are exceptionally attractive and shimmer with iridescent colors under the sunlight.
Ten traps, eight of which contained medium-sized birds, including one pheasant, two pheasants, four blue broilers (the name of a bird I was a child, I don't know its scientific name), and one yellow-bellied pheasant (same as above).
It was a very fruitful trip. Wei Mo put all the birds he had caught into his backpack and checked each trap before leaving.
On the way back, I cut a lot of willow branches to continue weaving fish baskets later.
When Wei Mo returned, he saw his mother standing by the river with a very anxious expression. Wei Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ran back.
"Mother!"
Hearing the call, Wei's mother turned around and saw her son running towards her from not far away. She hugged him tightly. Just now, Wei's mother was terrified when she found that Wei Mo was not by the river.
I lightly slapped Wei Mo's little bottom a few times.
"Where did you go? I was so scared when I couldn't find you."
Wei Mo scratched his slapped bottom. As an adult, Wei Mo was very uncomfortable being spanked and felt a little embarrassed.
"Mom, have you forgotten about the Dragon King? How could anything happen to me by the river? I'll go get some willow branches, didn't my sister tell you?"
Wei Mo lowered his voice, afraid that others would hear. Wei Xiaomin did indeed say it, otherwise Wei's mother would have gone to look for her long ago, but he couldn't help but worry.
Looking at the fish basket next to her, Wei's mother picked it up and examined it carefully. It was well-woven; at least she couldn't weave one like this herself.
"What are you doing cutting willow branches? Did you weave this fish basket? How did you learn to make it?"
Wei Mo nodded and tossed the willow branch in his hand to the ground.
"Grandpa taught me? Mom, look how clever I am!"
Wei's mother thought to herself, "Where did Wei Mo get his grandfather? He must be the Dragon King." She didn't try to fool Wei Mo at all, since she herself couldn't even make one up.
"Amazing, amazing, my son is the best."
Wei Mo sat down on the ground and picked up a willow branch, ready to take action.
"Mom, can you cut some willow branches for me? I'll weave you a new basket."
Wei's mother nodded, took the knife Wei Mo handed her, and went to cut willow branches not far away.
Li Dazhuang is Li Fu's father and the village head. Life in the village is hard, and with many children in the family, there is no surplus food.
Yesterday I ate the big fish my son brought back. It tasted really good. It's not yet the time to slaughter pigs for the New Year at the end of winter, so there's hardly any meat to eat. Yesterday was a treat for us.
I was both looking forward to what my youngest son had accomplished today and a little worried, so I decided to take some time to come and check on him.
Wei Mo was focused on weaving a basket and didn't notice the approaching brigade leader.
Li Dazhuang watched the little figure in front of him, his small hands moving quickly as he wove the basket that was almost finished. He was amazed, never expecting that Wei Mo had such skills.
Seeing that his son was safe, he was no longer so anxious. Instead, he looked at Wei Mo, who was sitting on the ground.
After looking down for a long time, Wei Mo stretched his neck and happened to see the captain in front of him scrutinizing him. Wei Mo quickly stood up and called out to Li Fu, who was not far away.
"Li Fu, your father is here to see you."
The brigade leader was very authoritative in the village; without authority, one could not become a brigade leader. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the villagers were somewhat afraid of the brigade leader, except for Wei Mo.
Li Fu turned around and saw his father standing in front of Wei Mo. He put down his fishing rod and ran over, speaking to the captain.
"Dad, what brings you here? I caught several fish today."
As Li Fu spoke, he led the captain aside to look at the fish catch. Wei Mo frowned and followed behind, also wanting to know how the captain would choose. If it didn't work out, he would just give up the fish catch.
"Wow. So many?"
The group gasped in surprise, not expecting the children to have gained so much. Then they frowned, as if deep in thought.
Wei Mo followed behind the captain without saying a word, waiting for the captain's judgment and to see what the captain would say.
The captain seemed to be in a dilemma. It didn't seem like there was any such thing as confiscating what the children caught. Every child would get some food, more or less, after all, they were hungry!
Moreover, his own family might also be involved, and Li Fu was also helping out here.
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