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In the past, in the local rural areas, there was a special term called "gangsters".

What do you mean, it's about the man in this family, because of physical reasons, such as a disabled leg, he can't support the family.

But the daughter-in-law is benevolent and unwilling to leave her husband and remarry, what should I do?

They will find a bachelor who can't afford a wife to take charge of the work, and the three of them will live together as a partner. Those who join later are called gangsters.

Today Jiapigou dispatched three sets of vehicles, not because they couldn't pull the vehicles, but because they hired not only people but also horses on the side of the reservoir, so a few more horses were sent.

Crack-clack, the sound of neat horse hoofs broke through the tranquility of dawn, and the horse's thick nostrils spewed out streaks of white air.

This time period is also the coldest time of the day, commonly known as ghost bared teeth, the temperature is definitely over minus [-] degrees.

The meaning of the ghost baring teeth is that even if the little ghost comes out to wander around at this time, he will grin his teeth and hiss his mouth in the cold.

Fortunately, all these people sitting in the carriage were covered tightly, armed from head to toe.

He had a big dog fur hat on his head, a big scorpion head on his feet, and he was either wearing a cotton coat or a sheepskin jacket, and he really didn't have a tooth bared.

After walking for four or five miles, the carriage had already entered the reservoir. There was half a foot of snow on the ground, and the ice layer was nearly one meter thick below.

As we walked, the sun came out, and the sun shone on the snow field, shining brightly, like twinkling gems.

At this time, you can't stare at the snow for a long time, as your eyes will soon become "snow blind".

Because the ultraviolet rays reflected by the snow are very strong, staring at the snow is equivalent to staring at the sun.

"Here, here!"

There was a group of people in the distance, waving their arms, and their shouts were transmitted from afar.

When we got closer, there were more than a dozen employees of the reservoir, all of whom were tightly covered.

"Thank you guys!"

An old man wearing a dog fur hat was the first to meet him. He was Director Yu from the side of the reservoir.

Director Yu is more than 50 years old, and his gray beard is covered with frost, which is almost completely white.

People who know him well usually call him Yu Batou. For several lifetimes, his ancestors lived on the water.

On their side, leaders in a certain industry are often referred to as "leaders".

For example, the master of fishing is called "Yu Batou", and the capable person of ginseng is called "Shen Batou" and so on.

On the Jiapigou side, Captain Zhang led the team today, went up to say a few pleasantries, and then the big carriage went to the warehouse of the reservoir to pull fishing nets and other equipment.

The rest of the people began to follow behind Yu's head, looking for a suitable place to get off the net.

This is also the most critical time for fish to keep their eyesight, because across the thick ice surface, the distribution of fish schools under the ice surface is not known at all.

If you choose the wrong place, everyone will spend a busy day in vain, and you will not be able to catch a few fish.

And clever fish heads are familiar with the underwater terrain and the rules of fish swimming in the water, so they can effectively fish with underground nets.

To put it bluntly, this is still a profession that requires a lot of experience, and laymen simply can't do it.

Everyone was walking on the ice, and Yu turned his head to Captain Zhang beside him and said, "Old Zhang, there are quite a few of you here. It was agreed to hire ten people, and each person will cost one yuan and fifty cents a day. You have more than 20 people here. We can’t pay the money here at the reservoir.”

Captain Zhang waved his hand: "It's okay, you can pay according to ten people, and we will divide the money when we go back."

Yu thought for a while and said, "Then take two fish back and share them."

Liu Qingshan took the opportunity to interject: "Director Yu, two fish won't do, we need [-] catties."

"I heard that you made a lot of money selling vegetables in Jiapigou. You are rich. You only need [-] catties to open your mouth. Can you eat it?"

Yu shook his head and mouth, he thought it was a joke.

Captain Zhang explained the situation, but Yu shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, the fishery company has set a catch of 15 catties for us, and we may not be able to complete it."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help interjecting again: "Director Yu, you said just now that carp costs thirty-five cents a catty at the aquatic product company, and fathead carp and grass carp are even cheaper, so we will give you an extra dime per catty. How do you look?"

The fish at this time is not cheap at all, and it is slightly worse than pork. Fresh carp in summer costs nearly one yuan per catty.

One is the production factor, and the other is transportation.

Liu Qingshan had already talked with Director Hao of the automobile factory union last time, even if it was frozen fish, it could be sold for [-] or [-] cents, and the profit here is very considerable.

"No, no, it's not possible to buy and sell like that. It's a mistake. Old Zhang, don't make trouble for me."

Yu Batou refused without hesitation. This person has strong principles and is not easy to persuade.

That's the end of the topic for the time being. Everyone continued to move forward and gradually came to the middle of the Great Lake. The snow on the ice has been manually cleared here, revealing a large mirror-like lake.

"I'll get off the net here in a while."

Yu gestured his head to clean up the ice surface after the snow, and the sunlight can shine into the water. In such a place, the oxygen content is richer than other places, and it is easier for fish to gather.

While talking, the carriage brought the tools, and everyone picked up the ice picks used for digging ice, and prepared to dig ice holes.

At this time, someone suddenly said: "If the net is cast here, it is estimated that there will not be many fish caught?"

Chapter 119 The famous name of the first generation is destroyed in one day!

Who the hell dares to question what Yu said, and is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue?

The reservoir worker followed the voice, but he was a young man from Jiapigou, no wonder he didn't know the severity of his words.

"Qingshan, Director Yu is a veteran."

Captain Zhang also reminded Liu Qingshan that after all, they are employed, so they will do whatever they say, and even if they can't catch fish, they can still earn wages.

Yu turned his head and glanced at Liu Qingshan, feeling a little displeased.

He has been in this big reservoir for decades, and he grew up in this reservoir since he was a child, so he is very familiar with it.

If a boy and a half is pointing fingers at him, then he doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the ice is.

However, I have to give the people in Jiapigou some face, after all, I still count on them to work.

So he laughed twice: "Young man, then you give me a reason, why can't you get off the net here?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "There is no reason, it depends on feeling."

Yu's head was almost thrown backwards by him, and he lay directly on the ice: It feels, how do you feel, it feels good to have the head of a fish that I have been working for more than 30 years?

Of course, Liu Qingshan did not rely on feeling, but in his memory, there were rumors about this winter fishing: It is said that Yu made a big mistake, and when he went down with a net, he only caught more than 90 catties of fish, which was less than [-] catties.

Let alone an old fish, even a small doll can catch more fish than this if he takes a piss and paints anywhere.

The villagers who were present at the time came back and said that if they hadn't pulled him, Yu would have jumped his head into the ice hole.

Even so, the old fish took the lead and became seriously ill because of it, and then retired directly, leaving the reservoir forever.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Qingshan stood up and put forward different opinions. He didn't want everyone to spend a day in vain, and he didn't want an old fish to hold his head and complain about it.

It is inevitable that the earthen pot will be broken by the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle. This is a helpless tragedy. It's fine if Liu Qingshan doesn't know it. Now that he knows it, he can't help but want to change it.

"There is no hair on the mouth, and you can't do things well, young man, you'd better listen to me."

Yu Batou was quite magnanimous, and he didn't intend to be as knowledgeable as a brat, so he didn't reprimand Liu Qingshan, and ordered his subordinates again, ready to start working.

For an experienced master, this level of confidence is still there.

It made Liu Qingshan feel a little bit difficult: how to persuade Yu to be the best?

The big trawl nets on the carriage were unloaded, good guy, they are all big trawl nets tens of meters long.

The villagers in Jiapigou follow the reservoir to fish in winter every year, and they are very skilled in their business. When the owner of the car looked at the fishing net, he couldn't help but say:

"It's Xinwang coming this year, so don't worry about using Xinwang."

A worker of the reservoir said, "That's right, boss, you forgot that when we fished in winter last year, the mesh was broken and there was a big hole, and a lot of fish escaped."

However, Liu Qingshan's heart moved when he heard it, and he asked quickly: "Uncle, can the fishing net from last year still be used?"

"It was repaired, but there is a new one, who would use the old one."

That person also looked at Liu Qingshan not very pleasing to the eye, he dared not respect the leader.

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he had an idea in his mind, he found Captain Zhang and murmured for a while, and then Captain Zhang found the leader again:

"Old Yu, we have a lot of people anyway, why don't we divide into two groups, you can find a place for us, I will lead a group of people to do it, anyway, idle is idle."

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Yu shook his head a little hesitantly. After all, winter hunting is quite dangerous. If he falls into a hole in the ice, there is no way to save him.

At this time, it was time for Liu Qingshan to add fuel to the fire, he yelled cheerfully: "It happens to be divided into two groups, let's compete to see who catches more fish."

The Maotou boy didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, so Yu Batou decided to teach him a lesson, so he nodded:

"Alright, you go another five hundred steps to the north, there is a big deep ditch under the water, and there are more fish schools gathered in previous years."

After thinking for a while, he urged: "Old Zhang, you must pay attention to safe operation, and ask Lao Wu to lead your group."

Old Wu is also an old fisherman, but his name is not as famous as Yu's.

He is a little old man in his 50s, walking a bit bow-legged, it is said that he always lives on a boat and suffers from rheumatism.

Captain Zhang is familiar with the people in the reservoir, so he chatted with Wu:

"Old Wu, why don't you stop following me, your surname is not good, nothing means nothing, don't abduct us so that we can't catch a fish."

Old Wutou didn't care either, and countered bluntly: "Old Zhang, you're not lying around behind the pot, what are you doing here to make a fuss about?"

At that time, the cooking pots in every household were made of earth, and cockroaches were easy to grow inside. They were commonly called old cockroaches, which had the same pronunciation as Zhang's surname, so they were often used behind the cooking pots to bury Zhang.

Everyone talked and laughed, shared half of the tools, and headed north on their shoulders. The owner of the car drove the carriage and ran again to pull the old fishing nets.

Less than a mile away, we will arrive soon. Everyone first picked up the shovel and cleared the snow on the ice.

When digging ice holes for a while, there are mainly two big ones: the net inlet and the fish outlet, and the remaining small ice holes that go through the needles, so there is no need to clear the snow.

When the ice surface is exposed, start to grind the ice.

This job consumes the most energy. Two people work together to lift a large ice trolley weighing more than 20 kilograms, and land it on the ice.

The whole body of the ice trowel is made of iron, just like an enlarged version of an awl, but for the convenience of lifting, two horizontal iron rods are welded on the upper part.

Liu Qingshan was in a group with Er Biaozi, the two younger brothers chanted, lifted the ice iron into the air, and then slammed it down together with all their strength.

With a muffled pop, the ice trowel landed heavily on the ice.

A small hole the size of a bowl was blasted out of the surrounding ice, and then it was rammed vigorously one after another.

After [-] or [-] chisels, my arms became sore, and my forehead began to sweat, but I must not take off my clothes and hats.

In that case, being blown by the biting northwest wind would at least be a bad cold.

If you can't do it, you can change people, and you can't stop tools if you stop people.

Use a shovel to clean up the broken ice that was dug out of the ice hole, and then continue to dig.

The ice layer was nearly three feet long, and after digging for more than half an hour, everyone was steaming like a steamer on their heads.

A salary of one yuan and fifty cents a day is really not easy to earn.

Suddenly there was a crash, the ice layer was finally cut through, and the lake water under the ice, under the huge pressure, gushed out from the hole in the ice.

Everyone is experienced, and they have already scattered around, otherwise, the soles of the shoes will be stained with water, and they will freeze directly to the ice.

Along with the water gushing out of the lake, there were more than a dozen small fish, all of which were river whitefish and crucian melon shells. They slapped twice on the ice and were immediately frozen.

After all the water on the ice was frozen, everyone continued to dig into the ice, expanding the hole in the ice, and this is where the network port will be.

A total of four groups were dug at the same time. On the ice, an ice hole was dug every few feet. These don’t need to be too big, as long as they can be inserted into the iron hooks and the wooden poles that go through the water.

It was the first time for Liu Qingshan to participate in such a large-scale winter capture, so it felt very novel.

I saw that old man Wu connected the long wooden pole with the fishing net, and first put the pole through the net inlet.

The pole is more than three feet long, and it just reaches near the entrance of the next ice cave.

Someone here is pulling a wooden pole with an iron hook, moving it down to the entrance of an ice cave little by little, driving the fishing net and entering the water little by little.

This wooden pole is equivalent to a needle for sewing clothes, and the fishing net is the thread. These ice holes play the role of threading the needle, pulling the fishing net and walking underwater.

It has to be said that the wisdom of the working people is indeed boundless. In the ice and snow, they can even come up with this method of fishing.

It is said that these methods have been passed down for thousands of years. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, when this area was still called Mohe, it was recorded in the history books: walk with the help of trees, and catch with ice.

The so-called walking with the help of a log is actually a sledge.

When the tens of meters long fishing nets were all submerged in the water, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and got together to smoke a cigarette and take a rest.