Chapter 189 189 Late-Night Fishing Guy

Chapter 189 189. Late-night fishing man

Three o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yanping was awakened by the five consecutive alarms he set. He opened the door and was shocked by the cool air, and then he felt awake.

The moonlight sprinkled coldly in this simple farmyard, reflecting a hazy glow.

The stove in the shed was tidy. Five, six, seven, and three treasures were not in their own nests at this moment, but sleeping in the firewood pile in front of the stove.

I don’t know what dream I had at this moment. There was a humming and trembling sound from time to time, and the little claws scratched the dead pine needles, making a rustling sound.

On the courtyard wall full of iron nails and broken glass, several furry black shadows jumped flexibly, and they were already familiar with this place.

Looking closely, there were more than a dozen gray-haired squirrels, and their fur was faintly shiny in the moonlight.

Zhang Yanping subconsciously touched his hair-

Eating nuts really nourishes hair, right?

Otherwise, this gray-haired squirrel was a little dry when he came, but now it looks fatter.

And it's too bold, squatting on the wall every day!

Speaking of stealing, it doesn't seem to have lost anything. But if it doesn't steal... what, it wants to find a master for itself.

He stared into the distance, under the moonlight, the whole village seemed to be covered with wisps of white mist. Unfortunately, he was in the center of the thickest white mist, but he couldn't see it.

I only know that the air has the smell of wet morning dew. For some reason, I feel refreshed and awake when I smell it.

Putting on a coat, taking out the flashlight prepared in advance, and taking a mobile phone, he quietly opened the door, and then walked to the empty roadside to wait.

The bamboo forest is accompanied by the sound of the wind, the pond occasionally has the sound of fish and shrimp jumping, and the insects sing freely in the grass...

But all this silence can't change the fact that it's only three o'clock in the morning.

He stared at the phone for a moment, always feeling that something is wrong.

By the way... why did he come to the village in the first place?

It seems to be to escape the nagging and the pressure of the civil service exam, right?

Because he just wants to be a salted fish that is not doing well.

Now...

The phone vibrated, and he opened it to see that someone in the temporary fishing group had tagged him:

[According to the navigation, we will arrive in five minutes. Is the positioning accurate? ]

Yes.

Zhang Yanping replied casually, and then thought numbly:

He got up at three in the morning and took the orders from these ten people. Each person's box lunch is only four hundred yuan, and Tantan will take one hundred as the cost, and he and his seventh cousin will each get one hundred and fifty.

Is it that he can't make one hundred and fifty a day selling fruits?

Or is one hundred and fifty enough to buy him to get up at three o'clock?

Zhang Yanping looked at his confused face reflected in the camera of the phone, and for the first time couldn't help but waver.

—— He really doesn't seem to have any talent for business.

Otherwise, he should go back and sign up for a training class to take the civil service exam?

But I won't be able to eat the food here if I go back...

Just as he hesitated, the roar and lights of cars followed on the road in the distance.

He instantly perked up!

Good guy, just for myself at three o'clock, if I don't sell two bowls of rice to each person today, he won't be called Zhang Yanping!

The other party drove a low-key BMW, got out of the car, and couldn't help stretching:

"Oh, the air in this village is so good!"

Turning around and smiling at Zhang Yanping: "Brother, we are all from the same forum, we are family, don't fool us."

Zhang Yanping was very sure: "It works, you can try fishing for a day first."

The other party was not polite: "Come on, get in the car, tell me where the pond is, I'll go and see a good fish bite first."

That really doesn't work.

Zhang Yanping pointed to his phone: "There are nine people behind us. Aren't you all good brothers? You'll be here soon. Let's go together."

"That won't work!" The other party jumped up and down immediately: "Good brothers can't delay me from finding fish!"

"I sneaked downstairs like a thief at 1 a.m. and drove here. How can I go with them? I came here first, so I have some privileges."

Zhang Yanping was helpless.

Now he simply pointed to the other party:

"Do you see the bamboo forest? There is a pond behind the bamboo forest. You can choose any location. Remember to knock it with a stick in advance to avoid snakes."

"In addition, there are several stones tied with our traps. Just don't put them in the water."

"That's fine!"

The other party couldn't wait to open the trunk, put the fishing rod on his back with one hand, and carried the heavy bag with the other hand, and rushed to the pond with satisfaction.

To be honest, if you are enthusiastic about fishing at work, no one will worry about being present.

Now, after just another 10 or 20 minutes of waiting, Zhang Yanping brought the last three middle-aged men wearing cotton jackets and riding motorcycles to the pond.

"How long does it take to come here from the city by motorcycle?"

"Oh, don't mention it. The road here is too difficult to walk on. I was so nervous all the way that I rode for more than two hours."

Zhang Yanping: ...

Although he hangs out in all the major forums, the fishermen are obviously the most amazing.

Ask them to go to the gym, they say they can't stand the pain of exercise.

But they are more active than anyone else to ride a bike and sit on a bench with back pain, and guard the water for a day and a night.

- The fishermen are really a mysterious organization.

However, everyone stared at the pond and fell into silence.

A pond covers two or three mu of land, which is not bad for ten people. It is quite spacious.

The problem is——

"You are suspected of false advertising! I thought it was a big pond!"

Although three mu is not small, it is obviously not possible to have so much harvest!

"Brother, is the harvest in the ground cage you posted before real or fake?"

This pond is ordinary, why does it look so unreliable?

Zhang Yanping was prepared. At this moment, he dug out the ground cage left at night from the bushes beside him, took out the plastic bag, and untied a small ball of chicken intestines thrown in by Song Tan.

"Everyone, we are in the same forum, and I am not deceiving anyone - this is an empty ground cage. If you are worried that there are no fish in my pond, you don't have to."

"Come on, designate a location, I will put the ground cage down, and I will collect the ground cage at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhang Yanping rarely fishes, and everyone is not familiar with him, but the fishermen who are so active in this forum have talked to each other.

Therefore, they trust each other more.

So the middle-aged man who came first exchanged glances with his brothers, and then pointed casually:

"Here, you put the trap here. I'll use my little stool to hold it down."

Okay!

Zhang Yanping was straightforward.

Song Tan has put down a lot of traps in the past two days, and the cement pond at home is almost full. It's a pity that there are ten people to feed, and if there are two less, it will be almost full.

This pond is really magical, and the fish are stupid.

If Song Tan hadn't vowed that she would never lose money if fishermen came, Zhang Yanping really didn't want to do this losing business at three in the morning.

Well... although but... there is still one tonight. Be a new man!

The third update is almost done, I will post it at night.

See you later for the second update.