Chapter 170 A Stream on the Mountain
After the bamboo rats’ fur was roasted, Zhang Ze took them to the yard and processed their internal organs himself. He was afraid that his processing would affect Zhang’s mother’s appetite.
Many people dare to kill chickens and ducks, but this will cause them to think of the scene when eating, thus affecting their appetite.
Zhang Ze himself did not have such a problem, and he was also worried that Tong Shuyao would feel sick after watching it.
They took it outside and cut it open, leaving only the heart and liver, and threw away all the rest.
The bamboo rat's head, claws and butt were also chopped off. There was a lot of meat left after having two of them, so they didn't need any of it.
Rinse with water and chop into pieces.
After bringing it into the house, Zhang Huihong asked, "Aze, what are you going to do with this bamboo rat?"
"I'll do it later, Mom, you prepare other things first." Tonight's dishes include not only bamboo rat meat, but also pork and beef. The beef is stewed and the pork is braised, so Zhang Ze prepared to stir-fry the bamboo rat.
The kitchen at home was bustling with activity, and soon the rich aroma of meat wafted out.
Jin Sanbao lived nearby and was immediately attracted by the fragrance.
"Oh, you come here so early because of the smell?" Zhang Ze just took the seafood to the yard to prepare it, and saw him standing at the door looking inside, and couldn't help but teasing.
Jin Sanbao was a little embarrassed: "Aunt's cooking skills are so good, I can smell the aroma at home, and the legs come on their own."
"You came at the right time. Come over and help me process these seafood."
"I am offering myself to you?"
"Of course!"
With Jin Sanbao's help, the seafood that they had gathered in the morning was prepared in a short time. Then Zhang Ze took it into the house and gave it to Zhang's mother to cook.
As the sun slowly set, dishes appeared on the table, and the last one was bamboo rat fried by Zhang Ze himself.
The bamboo rat meat is fried first and then stir-fried with other heavy ingredients and it tastes very fragrant.
When everyone was seated and ready to eat, Chen Xudong arrived just in time.
As soon as he came in, Jin Sanbao poured him a full glass of white wine: "You came at a good time. Afan and I came here to help a long time ago. Those who didn't work should drink a glass as punishment."
Chen Xudong was stunned: "There is such a good thing, I just happen to be thirsty!"
Jin Fan quickly pressed him down: "Are you stupid? Xudong can't even drink one jar of alcohol without getting drunk. Is this a punishment? It should be a reward, right?"
After being stopped, Jin Sanbao also reacted: "Yes, yes, you have to drink one less glass as punishment!"
Zhang Ze smiled. He didn't expect Chen Xudong to have such a good alcohol tolerance. So, giving him a glass of alcohol as punishment was indeed a reward.
Perhaps they wanted him to relax a little, Jin Sanbao and Jin Fan were very good at livening up the atmosphere. After drinking two bowls of rice wine, Zhang Ze unknowingly blended into the atmosphere of drinking together.
The atmosphere was very lively and the four of them drank up the small jar of rice wine they brought, without leaving a drop.
Zhang Ze felt that this rice wine tasted much better than white wine, and the aftereffect was so small that it was negligible for him. This made him wonder whether he should brew some at home.
The meal lasted until after eight o'clock in the evening. There were a lot of dishes but everyone was eating a lot and finished all the food on the table.
Zhang Ze sent the slightly drunk Jin Sanbao home with a normal expression, while Jin Fan was sent away by Chen Xudong, who was not so drunk.
When he got home, he wanted to help clean up, but Zhang's mother told him to take a shower.
Zhang Ze didn't insist. With Zhang Qian and Zhang Qing's help, he cleaned up quickly.
After taking a shower, I felt a little more awake.
Zhang Zexian returned to his room. Tong Shuyao seemed to have just finished taking a shower and washed her hair today. She was sitting on a chair with a dry towel and wiping it slowly.
Seeing that she was struggling to tilt her head, he quickly stepped forward and took the towel away: "I'll do it, I'll do it, just sit still."
Tong Shuyao smiled and sat up straight, letting the man help her wipe her hair.
Her jet-black hair had reached her waist. Zhang Ze used a towel to absorb the moisture from her hair little by little, starting from her scalp.
When he reached the end of her hair, he accidentally touched her waist. Tong Shuyao shrank suddenly and said with a smile: "It's so itchy, be careful not to touch my waist."
Seeing her like this, Zhang Ze immediately became playful: "Are you so ticklish? Then let me see where you are ticklish!"
As he said this, he threw the towel on the table, and his hands became restless.
Tong Shuyao twisted left and right, and her laughter was accompanied by sounds of begging for mercy.
But after a short while, the style of the room became a little strange.
It’s been more than three months, it’s time to have sex!
The next morning, Zhang Ze woke up naturally and saw Tong Shuyao's nude photos exposed due to the heat. He quickly helped her pull up the quilt.
"Looks like I need to get an air conditioner."
The summer in Wenshui City is actually not as hot as it is in later generations, and it is still relatively cool at night.
But it is much hotter here in Nanfang, and even electric fans may not be able to keep you cool.
It stands to reason that places close to mountains will be cooler at night, but this place is also close to the sea!
Especially after Tong Shuyao became pregnant, she became particularly afraid of heat and couldn't stop sweating even if she stayed at home every day.
After breakfast, I waited until about eight o'clock to call Lu Wenbin using the phone that had just been installed a few days ago, and asked him to help buy an air conditioner.
He might not be able to find a way to buy these things himself, but it was very convenient for Lu Wenbin to buy them.
Afterwards, Zhang Ze took out the three bamboos he brought back yesterday and made a simple bamboo pole for Zhang Wu and his two older nephews.
Drill a small hole at the tip of the rod, tie the fishing line to it, and then hang a fish hook, and a fishing rod is ready. This kind of bamboo pole for fishing stream fish does not have high requirements.
If they happened to catch a big carp living in the stream, Zhang Ze wouldn't know whether they were lucky or unlucky, because the fishing rod would most likely break.
Soon, three bamboo poles were ready.
After Zhang Wu got up, Zhang Ze kept his promise and took him and his two older nephews to the creek near the village to fish for stream fish.
The stream was not far from their house, so they all walked there.
Jin Fan just went out and saw them holding fishing rods, so he asked curiously: "Aze, are you going fishing?"
Zhang Ze nodded: "Yes, my brother is bored at home, so I took them to play over the creek."
Jin Fan is a smart man. After hearing what he said, he immediately understood why Zhang Wu was bored. It was simply because he could not speak Cantonese and was disliked by the children in the village.
"Is that so? Then I'll tell my nephew that when Wu gets bored at home, he can go play with my older nephew. It's okay if he can't speak Cantonese. He'll learn the local language naturally if he plays with them more."
"That's a bother for you!"
"It's no trouble, we are all neighbors."
The fact that Jin Fan was soft-hearted immediately showed that if Zhang Ze had not treated them to a meal last night, even if he had heard what he said and thought about the reason why Zhang Wu could not integrate into the village, he would not have meddled in other people's business.
Now, even without him saying anything, others will take the initiative to get closer to him.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Ze continued walking towards the stream, and would take the initiative to say hello to everyone he met on the way.
Soon, they arrived at the stream.
It was cool early in the morning and many women were already washing clothes downstream.
Zhang Ze and his companions walked upstream and stopped at a shallow spot. They said, "Look in the water for bugs, shrimps, and the like. Collect them for fishing later."
He couldn't use the magic bait to fish for stream fish, as these fish were not valuable and probably wouldn't give much experience points.
Secondly, earthworms are not very effective in catching stream fish, so he brought a few people to the shallow water to catch some insects and shrimps in the water as bait.
These are food for stream fish themselves, so it is naturally best to use them for fishing.
Zhang Wu and his friends had caught insects, shrimps and the like many times before and they enjoyed playing it, so they all went into the water to look for them enthusiastically.
Zhang Ze carried his own bucket and walked into the stream.
Because he was wearing slippers, he was not afraid of getting wet.
The stream water only reached his ankles, but it was very comfortable and cool. No wonder the men in the village would come downstream to take a bath at night.
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Zhang Ze didn't come here to catch small insects and shrimps, but to look for river crabs.
Catch some stream crabs, smash them with stones and throw them into the water to make a nest, which will attract a group of fish.
So Zhang Ze's target was some larger stones that were not buried deep in the soil and required gaps under the stones.
Soon, he found a stone with a crack and walked over.
Fill the bucket with some water first so that it has weight and is not easily washed away by the stream.
Putting the bucket aside, Zhang Ze grabbed the stone with both hands and flipped it over. Two panicked creek crabs ran out from the gap below. He quickly caught them and threw them into the bucket.
These stream crabs were not big, so he had no interest in eating them as they did not have much meat.
After a round in this shallow water area, Zhang Ze caught more than 30 stream crabs. Probably no one would eat them, so the number was quite considerable.
Feeling that it was enough, he came to Zhang Wu and asked, "How much bait did you catch?"
"So many!" Several people immediately handed him their small buckets.
Zhang Ze took a look and found that there were quite a few small insects and shrimps in the bucket. He estimated that there were thirty or forty fish baits in Zhang Wu's bucket alone, and there were almost the same number in the buckets of his two nephews, which was more than enough.
"Brother, why are you catching so many small crabs? Can they be eaten?" Zhang Wu also saw the creek crabs in his bucket and asked curiously.
"This is used to make a nest to attract fish." Zhang Ze brought them to fish today. He estimated that they would come here from time to time in the future, so he explained to them the necessity of making a nest when fishing.
Then they continued upstream because there was a small pool of water there.
Villagers usually come here to fetch water for drinking and eating and take it back, even if their new houses are connected to running water. The tap water is not as good as this water. They can use tap water to wash vegetables and take a bath.
Zhang Ze is so familiar with this place because he rides his bicycle here to fetch water every morning, just like this morning. He comes here every day.
When Zhang's mother was not around, he would ride his tricycle here by himself. Having a tricycle made it much more convenient for him than having other villagers, so the neighbors nearby would come to his house every morning to borrow a tricycle.
Although there were insect eggs and the like in the stream water, it was fine to boil it, as his family did not drink raw water.
Zhang Ze killed all the stream crabs he caught with stones, smashing them as much as possible and then throwing them into the water in front.
"You guys can just put a worm or shrimp on the hook and fish. I'll teach you how to put the bait on."
After setting the nest, Zhang Ze taught the people how to put up the bait and then asked them to stand by and fish.
He also picked up a fishing rod, took a small shrimp from Zhang Wu's bucket, and started fishing.
The nest had just been dug and it was definitely not yet effective, but he didn't care. Whether he could catch fish today was secondary. He was here just to have fun.
But the next moment, Zhang Wu and his two nephews beside him raised their fishing rods in surprise. Looking at the three small stream fish struggling in the air, Zhang Ze fell silent. How could the novice buff be so timely? But he found that his brother seemed to have better luck.
The two nephews were fishing for black carp, a common stream fish.
What Zhang Wu actually caught was a smooth-lipped fish, also called brook grouper, which can be worth over a hundred yuan in later generations.
Although it is small, the meat is tender and it is a kind of fish that Zhang Ze likes to eat very much.
"Brother, I caught a fish. Fishing is really fun." Zhang Wu was very excited and immediately came over with the fish to show off to him, "Brother, can I eat this fish?"
"Yes, you can. Come on, catch more fish today. I'll cook it for you when I get home in the evening."
At this time, the two older nephews also came over: "Awu, our fish seems to be different! Uncle, can our fish be eaten too?"
"It's edible. Basically all stream fish can be eaten. If you want to eat it, just catch more."
Hearing that it was edible, the three guys became very motivated and seemed ready to catch a big pot and bring it back.
Zhang Ze smiled and continued fishing.
Without the magic bait, he seemed to have reverted to his original state as a fisherman.
A fish was being caught next to him, but he didn't make any noise.
Zhang Ze almost picked up a big rock to fry the fish for them, but fortunately he kept thinking of his own people in his heart and forced himself to hold back.
Perhaps the nest he dug gradually took effect, and more than half an hour later, there was finally movement on his side.
The tip of the fishing rod shook slightly, Zhang Ze's eyes lit up, and his hands unconsciously clenched, waiting for the bait to take the bait.
Sure enough, the next moment the tip of the rod suddenly bent down. He immediately lifted the rod and steadily pulled the fish out of the water.
It was a smooth-lipped fish, quite big, probably weighing half a pound.
Sure enough, the fisherman would not take action unless he did, but once he did, it would be a big one!
Nodding with satisfaction, Zhang Ze untied the fish and prepared to secretly put it into the space to gain some experience.
However, when he looked up, he saw the three young men staring at him.
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"What are you looking at? Pay attention when fishing. Watch out, the fish might run away!"
The two nephews were frightened by his fierceness and turned their heads immediately. Zhang Wu shrank his neck and muttered, "I was just curious about what kind of fish it was, but you won't even let me see it. How stingy!"
Seeing that they all turned their heads away, Zhang Ze pretended to put the fish into the bucket, but in fact he used the bucket to block his sight and put it into the space, and then released it after gaining experience.
[Successfully caught a smooth-lipped fish, weighing 0.47 catties, experience +3. ]
The smooth-lipped fish only has three experience points, so other common stream fish probably only have one, or maybe even none at all.
But we still need to look at the experience of other common stream fish in large numbers. If we can get some experience, then we can use the magic bait when the fish are not biting well. Even if the stream fish cannot be sold, there will be no loss.
The bait he had set up was now effective. Seeing that the shrimps on the hook were not seriously damaged, Zhang Ze returned to the water's edge to continue.
(End of this chapter)
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