When the boat finally returned to Dongji Island Fishing Port, Feng Xiaoyun and the fishermen on the boat seemed like friends of many years.
There were quite a few people standing on the shore of the harbor, all of them were the fishermen's families. They came to help sort the catch, but they were also worried.
Although fishing at Dongji Island is just offshore, the weather at sea is unpredictable. Every time a fisherman goes out to sea, his family members will be worried. Therefore, it has gradually become a custom for his family to wait on the shore when he is about to return.
When getting off the boat, Zhang Li felt that he had eaten and drunk a lot of fine seafood in the morning, and wanted to give money to Uncle Gu, but was stopped by Feng Xiaoyun.
Now people treat you as a friend and invite you to have breakfast, but you put money here, then you will no longer be friends with them.
To help them, Feng Xiaoyun naturally has his own way.
When Feng Xiaoyun led everyone away, he made an appointment with everyone to have dinner at Master Zheng's hotel in the evening.
When the men from the sea came to land, there was naturally no prohibition on drinking. They all said that they would not go home until they were drunk with Feng Xiaoyun tonight, so that he could see the drinking capacity of these Dongji men.
Feng Xiaoyun was about to give in, but Wilson jumped out, boasting about his record of drinking thousands of cups without getting drunk after years of hanging around in bars, and accepted the challenge from many fishermen.
Feng Xiaoyun watched his good friend committing suicide in silence. Most of the drinks he drank in the Continental Bar were low-alcohol drinks with a concentration of only 20 to 30 degrees. Yesterday in Master Zheng's hotel, the most common drink on the wall was 60-degree Lao Baigan.
Think about it, the people who usually go to that store are the fishermen from Dongji Island, so why is that kind of Laobaigan the most popular drink?
The crew said goodbye to Grandpa Gu and the fishermen. They couldn't rest yet because they had a second filming task today.
Dongji Island is known for its three rivers, six lakes and fourteen springs. Tianou Lake, one of the six lakes, is their target today.
As the name suggests, Tianou Lake is rich in sweet lotus roots. Generally, lotus roots mature from September to November, but the unique geographical location and natural environment of Dongji Island make the lotus roots here mature later and contain more sugar, so it is called sweet lotus roots.
As the top of the Dongji Island catering industry, Chef Zheng has very good relationships with the places where these raw materials are produced. He also helped to contact the lotus root picking site today.
The roads on the island were quite good, and everyone soon arrived at Tianou Lake. The water here was shallow, and the areas along the shore where lotus roots were planted were only large areas of mud exposed because of the dry season in winter, which looked really ugly.
Xiaohao was not in the hotel today. He was specially sent by Master Zheng to contact this side. When he saw Feng Xiaoyun and his friends' car driving to the lake, he walked over.
"Xiao Hao, we're in trouble!" Although Master Zheng called him Xiao Hao, he was actually older than Feng Xiaoyun.
Originally, he strongly opposed Feng Xiaoyun calling him that, but Master Zheng rejected Xiaohao's objection with a sentence, "I treat him as my younger brother, do you want to call him uncle?" After thinking about it, being called Xiaohao was no big deal.
"You know there will be trouble, but you still come here!" I have to say, this guy is really talkative. He has acquaintances on Dongji Island, otherwise, I really don't know what will happen if he goes out.
But Feng Xiaoyun certainly wouldn't argue with him on this. He just pretended not to hear and asked, "Has the lotus root picking started?"
"Of course we've started. We're only picking lotus roots these days. If the weather gets colder, it'll be hard to go down to the lake again. How can I possibly wait for you?"
"That's fine. Take us there!" Feng Xiaoyun arranged, "UAVs will take a panoramic shot of this area. Then Zhang Li will lead one crew, and Wilson will lead another."
Wilson and Zhang Li looked at each other, nodded, and asked, "Still betting?"
"certainly!"
"Nothing has been decided yet!"
"Silk and hemp are difficult to commit!"
The bet was completed with a high-five between the two. After the two of them competed with each other and the barbecue just now ended in a draw, the bet was even more final.
Looking at the proportion of each of their shots in the final film, the one with the higher proportion naturally won. Feng Xiaoyun didn't bother to care about them, as their stake was just a hot pot meal.
The two of them were busy directing the camera setup below, while Feng Xiaoyun followed Xiaohao and changed into waterproof clothing and boots.
"Are we going down too?" Marco, who was a little obsessed with mysophobia, looked at the muddy lake shore and asked uncertainly.
"Don't worry, once you put on this waterproof suit and boots, even though it will get dirty outside, it won't get inside." Feng Xiaoyun said as he helped Yan Zi put on her clothes and boots, then pulled her down to the lakeshore, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"I..." Marker had something in her mind, but she didn't know whether she should say it or not. These two people were becoming more and more disrespectful in front of her.
Finally, thinking that she was already here and this kind of life really made her feel very fresh, she gritted her teeth, put on her waterproof suit and boots, and followed him staggeringly.
Xiao Hao wanted to help her, but was scared away by her fierce look. He ignored her and chased after Feng Xiaoyun and the others.
Not far away, I saw many people wearing the same clothes working.
A rather handsome uncle looked up and saw Xiaohao, Feng Xiaoyun and the others coming over. He nodded and said, "Xiaohao, the lotus roots here are buried shallower. You can take them here and try it."
He pointed to an area and thought that these outsiders probably just wanted to try something new. Once they realized how hard it was to pick lotus roots, they would probably leave.
"Okay, Dad, we'll be here then. Call me if you need anything." Xiao Hao nodded in agreement.
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