A ten-foot-high fishing net was thrown into the river with a shout from the River God. The iron sinker tied to the edge of the net caused the net to sink rapidly, and all the fish within an area of ​​ten square meters were covered by the fishing net.

Seeing that the fish were struggling in the net before it sank to the bottom, Xiao Yuehua clapped her hands happily and said happily: "He Bo is really capable. This one catch is equivalent to my father's half-day catch."

Wang Zheng also nodded in appreciation. This old man was over seventy years old, but he could still cast a net in a circle of ten feet in radius. It was really amazing. It was not only a matter of skill, but also proved that the old man was in good health.

He Bo let the fishing net sink quietly into the water, while waving his hands vigorously, he said modestly: "That's different. The steward fishes for fun and to relax, while the old man fishes to survive. There is no comparison, no comparison."

Wang Zheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Old man, there is no need to be modest. Your fishing skills are indeed good. It is better to be more honest than others. This must be admitted. Confucius said that when three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher, let alone the honest one."

He Bo was very happy to get Wang Zheng's affirmation, and he boasted cheerfully: "Now everyone is educated, which proves that the chief steward has surpassed the saint. If nothing else, at least the old man thinks that the encyclopedia is more useful than the Four Books and Five Classics, and the contents are very practical."

Whether it is useful or not actually depends on the individual. For ordinary people, encyclopedias are indeed more practical, but for guidance in life, encyclopedias are not as good as the Four Books and Five Classics.

Although he spoke modestly, he did not refuse, which proved that He Bo was still somewhat confident in his cooking skills.

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When He Bo brought the fish fillets over, Xiao Yuehua picked up a piece with her chopsticks and looked at it, and said in amazement: "This fish fillet is so beautiful, it's even thinner than the fish fillets that Second Senior Brother sliced."

This is a scalpel from the medical school. Not only is the material carefully selected, but most importantly, the workmanship is very laborious. It is polished bit by bit under a magnifying glass, so the blade is not only very sharp, but also very smooth.

It's not that he doesn't know what's good for him, it's just that everyone has different tastes. Later, when He Bo was eating fish, he took out his homemade sauce, which made Wang Zheng realize that it was not because of different personal tastes, but that the old man was just very picky about his life.

He Bo nodded and smiled happily, took out the knife in his hand and showed it to Xiao Yuehua, explaining: "I have to thank the chief steward for giving me this sharp knife, otherwise I can't slice the fish so thinly. I heard from the governor that this small knife is worth a house in Linyuan City. It's a real treasure."

He Bo carefully put the knife into a leather case and said, "This is it. The chief steward said it was a rare item, so it must be a great treasure. Not to mention it is such a treasure, just because it was given by the chief steward, it is already extremely valuable."

The old man had a pretty good understanding of the five flavors. He knew that sweet wine was indeed not suitable for table wine, but Wang Zheng was still unable to remove the sugar from the wine.

Then He Bo took out various things from a cloth bag, washed them in the river, and started to play with them.

Wang Zheng poured a glass of wine for He Bo. After thanking him repeatedly, He Bo picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smacked his lips and said, "It's sweet and delicious, but it might be a bit greasy when you eat with vegetables."

This old man is a die-hard fan of Wang Zheng and his son. Having such an old man in Linyuan is actually a very good thing for Wang Pingan.

He Bo's catch was quite good, at least enough for Wang Zheng and his group's lunch.

Looking at the boiling fish soup in the pot, Wang Zheng extended his hand to He Bo and made an invitation gesture, saying with a smile: "Old man, please sit down with us. You have been busy for so long, it would be unreasonable for you not to taste it yourself."

Maybe this is also the reason why Wang Ping'an gave him the scalpel.

He Bo took a two-pound large black carp out of the fishing net and put it into the bamboo basket. He nodded and smiled, "It is an honor for me to cook for the steward. It is just that it is said that the steward's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. I don't know if the steward can eat the food I cook."

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "The material of the knife itself is not expensive, but it is rare to find one so sharp, and this kind of knife rarely comes out now."

After the fish of all sizes are scaled and gilled, gutted and cleaned, the fish bones, heads and tails are used to make soup, and the fish meat is sliced ​​into thin fillets as thin as a cicada's wing.

Wang Zheng looked at the various fish that were pulled up by the fishing net and said to He Bo with a smile, "These should be enough. How about I ask He Bo to show off his skills for lunch?"

Wang Zheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Old man, you are very insightful. This kind of wine is indeed only suitable for drinking alone. It is more appropriate to drink sake with fish. I just can't drink much, so I choose to drink wine. Old man, please feel free to do as you please."

After all, old people are more shrewd and clever. They have lived here all their lives, and people in the surrounding area are basically their descendants. Many times, if they stand up and say a word to help, big problems can be solved directly.

"Hey, the old man doesn't know what's good for him."

"Hahaha." Wang Zheng laughed and said, "Old man, feel free to brag about what happened today when you have dinner with others next time. Then, I will toast you another glass, so that you will have more to talk about when you drink with others in the future."

Luo Xiaomei handed over a portion of the condiment dish. He Bo sat down cross-legged, bowed to Wang Zheng, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, butler. It will be a great honor for this old man to have a meal with you."

"I am sorry for making a fool of myself. I am sorry for making a fool of myself."

"Whether it suits your taste or not, you have to try it to know, so just go ahead and take care of it, old man."

A pungent smell came out, and then the smell became sweet and refreshing, which made Wang Zheng curious about the sauce made by the old man.

Seeing the curious looks of Wang Zheng's family, He Bo smiled and said, "I think fish tastes better with wasabi."

Many people may not know what wasabi is. It is actually similar to mustard, but it is much more advanced than mustard. The taste is very similar, but not so strong. It tastes milder and has a sweeter aftertaste.

Xiao Yuehua took a look, then held out her saucer to He Bo and said with a smile, "Give me some to try."

Later, Wang Zheng and Luo Xiaomei asked for some too. Wang Zheng felt it was okay, but Luo Xiaomei didn't like it. Xiao Yuehua was very used to the taste of wasabi.