Chapter 104 Fishing by the Lake
Planting wheat now is not like sowing in spring, which only takes more than three months to mature. The growth of winter wheat takes as long as half a year.
Barley can be harvested around March.
Zhao Yeqing was quite unfamiliar with Qingke, so he carefully read through the original owner's notes and books, and wrote down the key points in a small notebook.
Farming may seem like a simple process of tilling and sowing seeds, but it actually involves a lot of knowledge and every step must be careful, otherwise you will be left with nothing.
Highland barley is cold-resistant, high-yielding and early maturing, but she had hardly eaten it before.
According to the introduction in the books, highland barley is not only delicious, but also a coarse grain with low glycemic index and high fiber.
Zhao Yeqing shed tears silently, wondering why he didn't discover this treasure when he was working as a social animal and losing weight every day.
Seed! Give him a big special seed!
Before planting wheat seeds and barley seeds, they need to be placed in the sun for two days to sterilize them before they can be planted to reduce the infection rate.
Zhao Yeqing dug out the seeds left by the original owner, took out the wheat and barley, and looked through them carefully.
The original owner preserved it well and it is free of insects and mold. It can be sown after being dried in the sun.
Apart from sowing some grass seeds in the grass circle, no other pasture grass was planted.
In addition to the alfalfa, sorghum and ryegrass that had been sown before, there were also corn grass, large-leaf fast-growing Sophora japonica, etc. in the bag, which had been ignored in the corner.
Before, I didn’t take care of it too much because I was thinking about going back home to live. Now I don’t know when I can go back, so I’ll plant more if I can.
She planned to build two more grass circles.
There is also a wooden curved plow in the tool shed, which should have been used by the original owner to plow the land.
The notebook also recorded the date and month of the horse-drawn plow borrowed from someone and had been returned.
Now that we have a plow and a horse at home, it is definitely much more efficient than when the two of us grew rice and had to manually turn the soil with a hoe.
After Zhao Yeqing made the plan, Mu Xi also used Xiaohong to pull back the two carts of hay.
Xiaohong was full, so Zhao Yeqing tied it back to the stable, took his tools, and set off for the lake with Mu Xi.
Instead of going directly to the lake, the two men went up the hill to observe the situation first.
Make sure there are no dangerous creatures near the lake before approaching.
This time, Zhao Yeqing took the bamboo poles left over from building the rabbit pen and made them into fishing rods.
In the past, people used to weave cages to catch fish, but the size of fish that could be caught was limited. If the cage was made small, only small fish could be caught, but if it was made big, the fish would swim away.
It’s different when using a fishing rod. As long as the fish is not too big, you can break the rod and the line and catch a big one.
The two walked to the lakeside. Zhao Yeqing looked at the traces on the sand on the lake beach and pointed and asked,
"What kind of footprints are these?"
Mu Xi squatted down to identify it. "These are deer footprints. I've heard that there are all kinds of wild deer on this meadow."
Zhao Yeqing thought of the little musk deer and wondered if it was still alive.
Mu Xi handed her the hemp rope. There was no fishing line at home, so they could only use the hemp rope to fish.
The two of them found a place to sit down, and used sewing needles found in the village to make the fishing hooks.
The 60 needles she originally bought online are still lying in their original home.
However, every household will have sewing needles.
Especially in villages with elderly people, there are not only needles, but because the elderly are too old to see clearly, the needles are also thicker than ordinary needles.
It's not very suitable for fishing.
Dig out fresh earthworms as bait from the ground, hang them up and throw them into the lake and wait.
The fishing line made of hemp rope is somewhat conspicuous. Zhao Yeqing untied the hemp rope and only used two or three thin hemp threads twisted into a strand to make the fishing line.
Of course, it is still not as good as transparent fishing line.
I have heard a poem before, 'The fish at the bottom of the pond are very good at fishing, they know before the bait is cast. If you want to teach fish eyes to distinguish, you must learn to knead the blue-dyed fishing line.'
What this means is that these fish are very smart, and you have to dye the fishing line a color similar to water to fool them.
There are some wild irises with purple flowers growing by the water.
Zhao Yeqing picked a few flowers and smashed them into a paste with stones. He smeared the paste on a hemp rope and let it dry for a while before throwing it into the lake.
I don't know if it will work, but I have to try it first.
Mu Xi also thought of this method, but was stopped by Zhao Yeqing.
"Don't use it, I'll use it. This way we can determine whether this dye rope is useful or not."
Mu Xi glanced at her and said, "Then why don't you just say you don't need to use it and let me use it?"
Zhao Yeqing pointed to the fishhook he had thrown into the lake and said, "First come, first served."
Mu Xi was so angry that he laughed. He didn't know who it was, but when he was picking flowers, someone said he would help him pick them, and only gave the flowers to him after he had finished dyeing them.
"Okay, you have the final say."
A reed pole was also tied to the fishing line as a float.
Zhao Yeqing held the fishing rod in his hand and leaned lazily against a large rock on the lake beach.
The lake water was still as blue as a gem, and the breeze did not cause any cracks to appear on the gem. It reflected the white clouds floating in the sky, making it difficult to tell which side was the sky.
The warm sunshine fell on my body, and there was no other sound around except the sound of wind blowing the catkins.
Zhao Yeqing felt drowsy just as he started fishing.
The vibration of the fishing rod in her hand suddenly pulled her out of her daze.
She saw the reeds floating in the lake being pulled down again and again, and she waited patiently.
Only after the float was completely pulled into the lake and the fishing line was pulled crooked did Zhao Yeqing start to lift the rod.
The fish in the lake are different from the fish in the small pond. They are much larger in size. If you pull them up all at once, the fishing rod will break and the rope will also easily break.
You have to follow the fish first, slowly slide it for a while, and then pull it up after the fish has exhausted its energy.
Zhao Yeqing pulled the line gently, but the force didn't seem to be enough to catch a small fish, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Follow the fish as it swims back and forth, gently lifting the fishing line from time to time.
The fish slowly lost its strength, and Zhao Yeqing found the right moment to pull the fish back to the shore.
A silvery-white fish landed on the lake beach. Zhao Yeqing pinched the fish's mouth, removed the hook, and put the fish into the bucket he brought.
He carried the bucket to Mu Xi and showed it off, "How is it?"
Mu Xi didn't even look at her, and glanced into the bucket, "Wild sea bass, more than a pound."
Zhao Yeqing walked back happily and readjusted the fishing hook.
After all, the fishhook is made of a needle, and it will be deformed after the fish struggles. It needs to be bent and adjusted again before it can continue to be used.
Put the bait on the hook and throw it back into the water.
There was also movement on Mu Xi's pole, and Zhao Yeqing turned around to look.
His fishing rod was bent a bit, so the fish must be big.
Zhao Yeqing was a little worried. The fish was too big and if it couldn't get unhooked, it would stay hanging there forever.
If the fish is too big for the fishing rod to bear the weight, they have no way of releasing it and can only hope to rely on their luck. The fish will either break free from the hook and run away, or, if they are unlucky, the fishing rod and line will break.
Mu Xi also stared at the fishing line intently, running in the direction of the fish, slowly wasting time.
Zhao Yeqing's rod has caught two fish.
The physical strength of Mu Xi's fish was finally exhausted.
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