Frankly speaking, Old Man Liu was not sure either. He asked Fat Zheng to come as a hope. It was not his job to find food for Peking University students and teachers. He did this out of his sense of responsibility as a leader.
"What? You don't trust me?" Old man Liu was very calm. He put bait on the hook and threw the rod into the water.
"I dare not!" Fatty Zheng said with a wry smile, "Look at them, they don't look like they are fishing, the fishing rods are cut and tied together in a mess. Although I don't know much about fishing, I know that this is not right."
"I thought so last week, too." Old Man Liu recalled the scene of Zeng Wangcai fishing last week, and smiled bitterly, "But in the end, that kid slapped me in the face with his actions. Do you know how many fish they caught last week?"
"No, I don't know, about 10 to 20 pounds?"
"I asked you to eat fish bones when you weigh only 10 or 20 kilograms? It's over 200 kilograms!"
"More than two hundred..."
Fat Zheng was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, but since it was Old Man Liu who said it, he had to believe it. He glanced at Zeng Wangcai and the others and found that he still couldn't stand it. He couldn't connect this group of people with a fish weighing more than 200 kilograms.
"Just wait and see. It's only one day. You won't lose anything." Old Man Liu said.
In fact, Old Man Liu was also very curious whether Zeng Wangcai could still be as amazing today. As he said just now, it was only one day.
He already had a brief understanding of Zeng Wangcai. He knew that Zeng Wangcai was working in the steel rolling mill, that Zeng Wangcai had been given an exceptional salary, and that Zeng Wangcai had beautiful handwriting.
From this point of view, Li Huaide's operation is undoubtedly correct. If Old Man Liu knew about this, he would not intervene personally, at least not now.
If Zeng Wangcai could really catch a lot of fish every time, then Old Man Liu felt that, let alone the salary of level 25, it would be no problem to give him the treatment of a deputy section level or even a section level. Just let him catch more fish and everything would come back.
On the other side, Zeng Wangcai and his friends had already tied the fishing lines and completed the preparations.
"Xiuzhi, stop digging the hole. That's enough. Let's go fishing. You don't need me to teach you this, right?" Zeng Wangcai said as he tied the fishing line for Zhang Xiuzhi.
Zhang Xiuzhi dug a huge pit that was more than one meter long and one foot wide, and two holes were dug in the middle of the pit.
"Hey, you even know how to dig a hole." Zeng Wangcai smiled when he saw the hole.
Zhang Xiuzhi raised her head and smiled, sweat dripping down her cheeks to her chin: "Didn't you say you wanted to roast a chicken? Xiaohu said you used to dig a hole, wrap it in mud, and bury it in the ground to roast it."
"That's beggar's chicken. Never mind. Let's just leave it that way. Beggar's chicken will do." Zeng Wangcai took out a handkerchief and handed it to Zhang Xiuzhi.
Handkerchiefs are not a necessity nowadays. Most people wipe their noses and sweat with their sleeves. Why would they use handkerchiefs? That is only for scholars or gentlemen.
The reason why Zeng Wangcai brought a handkerchief was because he had seen the third brother Zeng Laifu wiping his nose with his arm more than once, and a green dragon would be wiped directly from his nostrils to his cheeks, which was so pleasing to the eyes.
"What are you looking at? Wipe your sweat, here's a handkerchief for you!" Zeng Wangcai smiled and touched Zhang Xiuzhi's forehead with his handkerchief, handed the handkerchief to her, and turned away.
Zhang Xiuzhi was obviously attracted by this slightly intimate gesture and was stunned.
"Hey, brother, look, sister-in-law is blushing." Little Leopard, who was stealing eyes at this side, poked Little Tiger with his elbow.
Xiaohu turned around and saw that Zhang Xiuzhi's slightly dark face had turned red and her eyes were dazed.
"Fuck, big brother is so smart, why didn't I see it before, big sister-in-law is attracted..." Xiaohu was enjoying the fun and raised his voice a few notches.
Snap!
Zhang Xiuzhi broke a thick branch with her bare hands.
"Fishing, fishing, what nonsense are you talking about, what sister-in-law is moved, it's obviously brother who is moved."
"Yes, yes, it's my eldest brother who is moved. He even specially prepared a handkerchief for my eldest sister-in-law..."
The two brothers gave an excuse to cover up their mistake and immediately turned around to fish. They couldn't afford to offend Zhang Xiuzhi, or rather, no one in the entire Zengzhuang could afford to offend her. The brothers Goudan and Gousheng now took a detour when they saw Zhang Xiuzhi.
Zeng Wangcai walked over to Old Man Liu with a paper bag containing steamed buns: "Uncle, have you caught the fish? You didn't have breakfast, right? Have a steamed bun to fill your stomach?"
Old man Liu got up early in the morning, but he had breakfast.
"Thank you, Brother Wangcai. I've eaten. Haven't you started yet? Why were you digging a hole just now?" Old Man Liu stared at the water.
"Uncle, let's discuss something. You can either call me Xiao Zeng or Wang Cai. Can you leave out the suffix? You see, I call you uncle and you call me brother, so there is a generation gap."
"Okay, then I'll call you Wangcai. You haven't told me why you dig holes."
"That hole is for lunch."
"Lunch? You guys brought the pot again?"
"No, this time we're making barbecue, grilled fish, and beggar's chicken. Uncle and I will eat together at noon."
Old man Liu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. Grilled fish? The pit is more than one meter long, how big a fish can be grilled?
So, you think you can definitely catch a fish?
"Hehe, okay, sorry to bother you at noon." Old man Liu laughed.
Zeng Wangcai didn't give out the buns. He turned around and saw Fatty Zheng with green eyes: "Brother Zheng, come on, have two buns to fill your stomach."
Fat Zheng didn't know how to be polite. He was really hungry, so he immediately took two buns and sat on the grass to eat.
After eating two bites, Fatty Zheng didn't get any meat and couldn't help cursing, "Bah, what kind of bun is this? It's just a steamed bun. The restaurants on the street are getting more and more outrageous..."
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