Chapter 67 High Temperature
That evening, I started flipping through various books, trying to find out how to fish.
It took a lot of effort; I had to flip through more than a dozen books before I finally found a tutorial on fishing.
It's my fault, though. I only bought books on aquaculture and planting, and never thought about fishing.
However, this one article is enough. Based on the methods in the book, I plan to try making a new type of bait tomorrow.
The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I started making fish bait.
Take the egg yolks, add some flour, a lot of MSG, a little sugar, a little white wine, and an appropriate amount of water, and stir into a dough.
This is supposedly bait for "explosive buyers".
Of course, I also chose this recipe because I had all the ingredients.
After preparing the bait, I confidently set off with a stool, a bucket, and a fishing rod.
To test the effectiveness of the bait, I deliberately didn't bring any small groundfish or small melons.
If the little melon goes into the water, even using Tang Monk's flesh as bait won't catch any fish.
Let's try fishing today. If we really can't catch anything, then we'll have to trouble Xiaogua to go into the water and catch fish every day.
Once we arrived at the pond, we set up a stool, sat down, cast our line into the water, and then took out our phones to quietly read novels.
I want to see when these clever big fish will take the bait.
After reading the novel for about ten minutes, the fishing rod began to shake violently.
My heart started pounding wildly; I was so excited that I could actually catch a fish.
I lifted the fishing rod with all my might, and the rod, made of tree branches, was even bent into an arc by the weight.
It took a lot of effort to pull the fishing line up, and sure enough, a big fish was caught underneath.
It's not as big as the little melon I caught yesterday, but it's still enough for a meal.
I took the fish off the hook and quickly put it into the bucket.
I can finally relax now. Not only are there fish in the pond, but I also have a way to catch them.
This means I'll have a steady stream of fish to eat in the future.
This is so wonderful!
Boiled fish, grilled fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish, fish soup...
Just thinking about all the different ways to eat fish makes my mouth water.
I stopped fishing after catching this one, since there was no one around and no one would come to steal the fish from the pond.
You can come and fish for fresh fish whenever you want to eat.
Take the fish home and stun it using the same method as yesterday, then process it.
After wrapping it in plastic wrap, I put it in the freezer and will take it out whenever I want to eat it.
You can go fishing before the weather freezes in late autumn and store some fish to eat in the winter.
Don't stock up on fish too early, or it won't taste good.
A few days after fishing, I suddenly found myself unable to go out during the day.
Who would have thought that the outdoor temperature would suddenly rise, reaching 45 degrees Celsius during the day?
The sun beat down so brightly that it was blinding.
This is far too hot for me, having grown up in the north; it's even unbearable.
During those years in a southern city, the summer temperature never exceeded 30 degrees Celsius, and most of the time we stayed indoors with the air conditioning on.
Having never experienced temperatures approaching 50 degrees Celsius before, my body couldn't adapt immediately.
Standing outdoors, the exposed skin becomes painfully sunburned, breathing becomes difficult, and after a while, one feels dizzy.
This change alarmed me; I was terrified that after the extreme cold, we would really face extreme heat, and then there would be no good days to live.
After a day of temperatures exceeding 40 degrees Celsius, even the chickens at home were so hot that they lay on the ground and barely moved.
I was startled and quickly moved the chicken coop back indoors while it was still cool in the evening.
In temperatures over 40 degrees Celsius, chickens won't die immediately, but they will definitely suffer from heatstroke, which could potentially lead to their death.
The indoor area is covered by a roof, so it's not exposed to direct sunlight, and the temperature is only around 30 degrees Celsius, which is much better than being outdoors.
Draw the curtains in the breeding room to prevent sunlight from getting in.
During the day, we often add ice water to the chickens' bowls, so they can drink water frequently and stay cool.
The next day, the hens were noticeably more energetic, indicating that they could withstand the 30-degree weather.
Having solved the chicken problem, an even bigger problem awaits me.
I wonder if my vegetable garden can withstand such high temperatures.
The next night, I took the old bed sheets and duvet cover, burlap sack, and yarn to the vegetable garden.
The vegetables were planted among various fruit trees, with a tree every few steps.
I don't need to erect any poles; I just tie all sorts of cloth and burlap sacks to the branches of the fruit trees with yarn.
These fabrics, like umbrellas, covered the vegetable patch, hoping to reduce the temperature slightly.
The cloth doesn't cover everything; it mainly covers various green vegetables.
Watermelons and tomatoes are planted under the bushes, where they are partially shaded. They are also heat-resistant plants and are not afraid of higher temperatures, so we don't need to shade them.
However, there really wasn't enough fabric, and there was also the fear that covering most of the area with fabric would attract other people's attention.
I was exhausted after covering everything up, but I still forced myself to use a cart to pull buckets full of water.
The cart made three round trips, watering all the vegetable patches and cornfields.
By the time I finished, it was almost dawn, and I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.
Back home, still half asleep, I gave the chickens some more water and food, then led all the dogs back to the dark room and lay down on the kang (heated brick bed) to fall fast asleep.
I was feeling irritable in my sleep and woke up because I was too hot.
It was already 2 p.m., and the dark room was starting to get hot because the basement cover hadn't been opened the night before.
The dog also started lying on the ground listlessly.
I quickly flipped open the wooden cover in the basement, and a burst of icy air rushed out.
It felt so good that I kept taking deep breaths of cool air; it felt like my whole body had been healed.
Not satisfied with that, I went straight to the basement and was immediately enveloped in cool air, which felt wonderful.
Since we're escaping the heat in the basement, let's tidy up a bit while we're at it.
I've already removed most of the food from some shelves, so I'm moving the items to other shelves as much as possible.
Then I cleared out 8 shelves, placed them against the wall, and organized other odds and ends together as much as possible.
Finally, a large open space was cleared out in the basement, even larger than the darkroom.
I worked all night last night and just finished cleaning the basement. Now I'm starving and have to go out into the heat.
As soon as I opened the wardrobe door, a wave of heat hit me, and the familiar feeling of suffocation returned.
First, I went to the breeding room to check on the chicks. They weren't as thin and listless as they were on the first day of the high temperature, but their condition wasn't particularly good either.
Quickly pour some water for the chicken and add some food.
After they've eaten their fill, take out an unused spray bottle and spray some water on them.
When the spray was first applied, the chicks were startled and fluttered around, but then they found it was much cooler and stood there obediently waiting to be sprayed with water.
After taking care of the chicks, I started cooking.
First, steam a pot of rice, then wash some scallions, cilantro, and lettuce.
First, take the vegetables to the dark room, then go to the basement to find a box of bibimbap sauce and some dipping sauce that can be eaten directly.
Then I poured some dog food for each of the dogs. It was too hot, so they'd have to make do with that for now.
Looking at the time, he figured the rice was almost ready, so he left the dark room to go to the kitchen to get it.
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