Free Web NovelChapter 1116: Chapter 454: Never Trust a Fisherman’s Final Cast! Director Zeng’s Dilemma!
What’s wrong with an elder saying a couple of curse words?
If you dare complain, I’ll kiss you till you cry on the spot!
Shen Jiayue kept on catching small fish, getting ready for the evening’s fried platter.
Geng Lele, who was dying to taste Jiayue’s cooking, got pumped too, grabbing a lump of bait, hooking it onto the Fish Hook, then tossing it into the water.
In no time, a small white fish was easily pulled up.
It was so simple it was starting to feel a bit dull.
Chen Yan waved at the two of them:
"Kids’ division, go play over at that little pond, don’t mess up our big-fish spot. So noisy, you’re scaring all the fish away..."
Shen Jiayue let out a cold snort:
"Catch a fish first before you talk, you Air Force bum—no, not Air Force bum, you white-fish bum."
Chen Yan was about to fire back, but then she saw her float move, so she stopped trading trash talk with her cousin and stared at the float, fully focused.
Before long, the float suddenly dipped down.
Before it had even sunk all the way, Chen Yan gave a fierce yank.
She thought it was a big one, so she pulled hard. The result: a tiny two-inch-long white fish flew out of the water.
Geng Lele chuckled:
"First time I’ve seen someone use a 7.2-meter rod to catch a little white fish. Must feel pretty epic swinging that, huh?"
Chen Yan looked super dejected:
"I’m using an extra-large Fish Hook, how the hell did it get on there?"
Only after she flung the fish onto the bank did she see it was hooked through the fin, dragging the whole fish up along with it.
Shen Jiayue specially ran over to take a look:
"Wow, that’s a real monster. If we use the pig-killing pot, fill it with water and boil fish soup, I’m afraid a hundred people wouldn’t be able to finish it... you’ve got something there, Yan Bao."
As soon as she finished, this girl started singing to the tune of "Little Poplar":
"A little white fish, yeah, grew up on the Fish Hook~~~~"
Chen Yan, cheeks puffed in anger, plucked the little white fish off and tossed it into the keep net.
Anyway, at least she wasn’t Air Force.
Lin Xu watched for a while and decided not to fish. He picked up a shovel and went back to digging Lotus Root.
Ren Jie saw this and got up to help.
Crispy Lotus Root can be used for stuffing or cold dishes, floury Lotus Root is good for stewing or making desserts, all very workable.
They could also use the air fryer to make Lotus Root fries the same way as French fries—those would have a unique taste too.
Lin Xu dug up quite a few, then sat on a patch of empty ground to rest and asked Mi Lan:
"Back then, how did you guys usually deal with these Lotus Root?"
"We just let the workers dig them up to eat, or we’d dig some to give to friends. The rest of the roots we kept as seeds for next year... Someone said before that these Lotus Root have to be completely cleared out, or they’ll cause the new roots to rot."
Since that was the case, he could dig as much as he wanted with no psychological burden.
Lin Xu dug about a dozen floury Lotus Root and six or seven crispy ones. The long ones had seven or eight joints, the short ones three or four.
With the mud still on them, these Lotus Root could be stored at home for a long time. When it was time to eat, they just needed to be washed and peeled, and they’d still taste fresh and sweet.
By four in the afternoon, Lin Xu and Ren Jie had stuffed the Lotus Root they’d dug into woven plastic sacks and loaded them into the car. They also used the drone to take an aerial shot of the whole Ginkgo Garden.
So if they really took it over later, they wouldn’t be going in blind.
Once all that was done, it was about time to head back.
He went over to the pond and called to everyone:
"Pretty much time to go. We still have to prep dinner when we get back, and who knows how late we’ll be eating tonight... Let’s have a look at everyone’s haul while we’re at it."
If he told them to reel in straight out, this bunch of fishing nuts would definitely refuse with a "just one more cast, times a billion."
But if he said to show off their catches, that really hit the itch for everyone. Xie Baomin spoke up first:
"Mine’s the simplest: one about-two-jin topmouth culter, and four or five crucian carp over half a jin each. I’m probably at the bottom today."
Even though he said he was at the bottom, his face was full of barely contained pride.
With this haul, he could make a great dinner for his wife and kid. Dry-fried topmouth culter, two crucian carp stewed into soup, and the rest braised in soy sauce—perfect.
Old Sun had just landed a crucian carp. As he packed up his rod, he said:
"One Carp, a pile of crucian carp, didn’t count them, maybe a dozen or so in total. All small fish, nothing much to show off."
This retired SWAT instructor said "nothing much to show off" while yanking his keep net out and giving it an extra shake so the fish inside flopped and splashed noisily.
Full of little schemes.
Shen Guofu slowly sat up from his fishing chair:
"I only caught three Carp, all around two or three jin... There’s no space at home anyway, I’ll just send them to the shop when I get back."
Everyone else was packing up. Shen Jiayue and Geng Lele had already closed up shop and were figuring out how to take those few jin of small fish back.
Only Chen Yan was still sitting quietly by the bank, like a statue.
All afternoon, her float hadn’t twitched once. She couldn’t accept going home like this, so she planned to stick it out a bit longer, and was even ready to drive out and buy fish after everyone left.
She’d bragged so much on the way here. How could she leave without catching at least one decent fish?
In the little pavilion not far away, Dundun, who had already taken a nap in Han Shuzhen’s arms, saw what was going on and couldn’t help yawning.
Forget it, forget it, no bullying Auntie anymore.
"Yan Bao, you’re still not leaving?"
"Wait a bit longer, I feel like a big one is... hey, my float... hahaha, fish on!"
Chen Yan was mid-sentence when she suddenly saw her float sink. Her hands tightened on the rod out of reflex.
As she pulled outward, the 7.2-meter rod bent into a bow.
"Fish on, fish on! Brother-in-law, hurry and help me put the landing net together! This one’s definitely huge, hahahahaha... finally got a bite!"
