Chapter 174: Feeling Sorry

To be honest, the waist can't hold it, this is not the problem of the fishing eldest brother.

It is really that he has been engaged in fishing for many years, and he has not accumulated the experience of a full fish trap.

At this moment, he looked at Zhang Yanping with a bitter face: "Little brother, you should take the fish trap up quickly, I can't move for a moment!"

Sitting stiffly for several hours without daring to change posture, who has suffered this crime?

Such a big harvest, such a full fish trap, just afraid that if his butt loosens and the stool lifts, this full harvest will slide directly into the depths of the pond.

Zhang Yanping instantly shook, and put the stainless steel basin with buns on the grass aside:

"Oh, look! I'm not afraid that you don't believe there are many fish in this pond, so I came up with such a method! Who knows that this eldest brother is also honest, and didn't look for a good place to put the fish trap, and pointed here casually."

"There isn't even a sapling here, that fish trap can't even be tied, this is not, wronged the eldest brother!"

As he said, he squatted down and grabbed the rope at the front of the fish trap, and then pulled hard—

The water surface rippled slightly, and the fish group surged more violently underground, but couldn't be dragged up.

Zhang Yanping was silent for a moment, and then turned his head awkwardly:

"Tan Tan..."

Song Tan also smiled humbly:

"Everyone, we just want to make a name for ourselves, no other meaning, mainly because the fish in our pond are stupid, especially easy to catch..."

She and Zhang Yanping sang one after another, put the porridge bowls in their hands on the ground, and then reached out to grab the rope, and walked back a few steps.

The fish trap was full and long, and it was dragged to the shore by her.

Good guy, everyone has been fishing for half a lifetime, when have they seen such a grand occasion?

Including the eldest brother who was just wronged, at this moment, he felt that his waist was not sour and his legs were not painful, and he took out his phone and took a crazy picture.

There are two more exquisite ones, the tremolo is open, and they are seriously picking background music!

This video harvest won't come with a thousand likes, it's simply sorry for the rarity they saw!

It was just to wait for the host to come and witness it together, they endured until now.

Looking at everyone's amazement, Zhang Yanping quickly picked up the buns and handed them over one by one:

"Come, come, come, everyone is also tired, free breakfast, two per person!"

"And this porridge, put the disposable bowl in the basin after drinking, I will take it back."

Fish

If we keep pulling up the traps like this, the pond will be empty, and the main thing is that we still have to feed them!

If they don't eat, where is he going to earn money?

Although 150 is a small amount, he's been up since three in the morning; wouldn't it be an even bigger loss if he didn't earn it?

Distracted by his interruption, everyone subconsciously put away their phones. A group of grown men, with a bowl of porridge in their left hand and two steamed buns in their right, ate with loud slurping sounds.

Most of them had gotten up around one or two in the morning, so they were bound to be hungry by now, especially in the morning when it was still chilly by the pond.

So, Zhang Zui took a sip of the hot porridge first.

Instantly, someone began to praise it: "This porridge is not bad; it's boiled down until it's thick and gooey, very comforting."

With Master Seventh's skills, could there be any doubt?

Porridge can be boiled until it's thick and rich, not to mention that this is free.

If you don't praise something free, that would be going too far, right?

Immediately after, someone else took a bite of a steamed bun; these buns were authentically filled with purple cloud clover!

After all, there was simply too much of it in the fields back then, and the family had processed quite a lot just by blanching, freezing, and drying it.

After Master Seventh arrived, he had nothing to do, so he turned it all into filling. Besides buns, there were also wontons and dumplings.

Meanwhile, Song Tan stared at the fish traps on the ground, eyeing the fat, large yellow eels inside, and nodded with satisfaction:

"At noon, let's have Master Seventh make us braised yellow eel, stir-fried a bit spicy."

Among the men whose mouths were stuffed full of buns, one raised his hand and said: "Miss, I don't eat spicy food."

Song Tan looked back at him, her temper quite good:

"It's fine, there's no yellow eel in the free meal, just eat whatever is available."

Good heavens!

Everyone laughed together; no one felt she was in the wrong. After all, she was already providing two meals; what more did they want, mountain delicacies and sea treasures?

"Then you guys don't welcome big eaters here!" the person eating the bun laughed: "Extra buns are ten yuan each, and an extra portion of lunch is forty yuan; that's really not cheap."

Zhang Yanping also laughed:

"Big brothers and uncles, just look at the portion size of our breakfast; you'll definitely be full at lunch. Just hold back and don't order extra just because it's too delicious."

Everyone thought to themselves: This young man really doesn't know how to do business, or perhaps his skin is just too thin.

As long as they can fish in this pond for free, spending a few dozen yuan a day on boxed lunches is nothing. But now, it's actually making them unable to spend money even if they wanted to.

Zhang Yanping didn't know what they were thinking, but he just emphasized again: "Let me say it again, whoever catches the least before five o'clock will have to pick a day to stay here and help us pull weeds or do other light farm work for a day."

"Meals included."

"Also, the one who catches the most will be gifted a cup of clear tea."

He pointed at the fish pond in front of him with a thick skin: "Now, it's up to everyone's skill."

Everyone didn't have much interest in that cup of clear tea; instead, they felt that staying behind to do farm work was quite interesting.

Of course, because it involved the dignity of veteran anglers, everyone's fighting spirit was high.

"I won't lie to you, I've already had a harvest in these few hours." Someone said confidently.

There was more than one person who had a harvest.

It's just that...

Everyone was a bit puzzled: "I thought there were no big fish in your pond; all I've caught are either bitterlings, bitterling-like fish, or loaches."

In any case, there wasn't a single proper fish.

In the middle, an unlucky old brother caught the same water snake three times in a row, making him lose his temper even when throwing it back at the end.

They were chatting here and stretching their limbs, and Song Tan and Zhang Yanping weren't in a hurry to leave, just continuing the conversation in a casual manner.

Until someone finished two buns.

The person took a sip of porridge and still felt unsatisfied. Thinking of the sky-high price of ten yuan each, he hesitated for a long time before asking: "Do you have any more of these buns? If not, could you get me two more?"

"Whoa! Old Zhang, you're so generous just for breakfast; you didn't have much of an appetite before."

Old Zhang squinted at the person speaking: "Then tell me, does this bun taste good or not?"

Naturally, it was good.

The person speaking stuffed the last bit of bun skin into his mouth, and then also said in a low voice:

"How about... give me two as well; can you throw in another bowl of porridge?"

After he finished speaking, seeing the eyes of the crowd, he became bashful again: "What are you looking at me for? I'm not greedy; it's just that since I'm already here, and they're providing free stuff and food and drink, I feel bad if I don't spend some money."