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They are all big fish two or three feet long, and now they can be caught!

Crackling, everyone rushed to the middle of the pond, not to snatch the fish, whoever snatches it counts, these fish will be divided in the end.

The main reason is that the feeling of picking up fish is really enjoyable.

Zhang Dashuai, despite his small stature, was the fastest in his movements, rushing to the front.

As he approached the center of the mud pond, the silt below became deeper and deeper, and Zhang Dashuai's disadvantage of short legs became apparent. He had to lift his thighs quite high in order to move forward.

As a result, with a puff, the foot was pulled out, but the boot was stuck in the mud.

He also ignored the boots, and kicked forward with his bare feet.

The people in the back watched it happily, and Zhang Luo shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, you can just walk in on stilts!"

Liu Qingshan also rushed forward with the others, he was young and strong, and quickly rushed to the front.

He bent down to pick up a big carp weighing three to five catties. It felt as if he was the big fat boy holding the red carp in the New Year painting, and he was so happy from ear to ear.

"Be careful, big catfish are fierce!"

A big catfish more than half a meter long twisted its body in the muddy water, its big flat mouth was slightly opened, full of dense thorn teeth, it looked like a real murderer.

"Look at mine!"

Dashuai Zhang rushed over, pinched the gills behind the fish head with both hands, and lifted this big yellow catfish into the air, Dashuai Zhang laughed loudly:

"It just so happens that the eggplants in the shed have come down, go home and stew the eggplants with catfish, I'm sure you'll kill the old man!"

In addition to big fish, the largest number is all kinds of small miscellaneous fish. These fish are dried or salted into small salted fish, which are also very good.

In addition to fish, the aquatic life in the pond is still very rich, and all kinds of frogs are jumping around, but no one pays attention to them.

There are also snails in the mud, and no one takes a fancy to them.

There is also a kind of black beetle, the size of two fingernails. The carapace on its body is black and shiny, shining with a metallic luster, crawling around in the muddy water.

This thing is called "Shui Laobian" or "Big Turtle Gai" locally, and it is also something that no one eats.

But Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw these waters were old and shriveled: After decades of storage, this thing is a good thing, and it costs tens of dollars a catty.

So I chose the larger one and made a lot of money.

Others were still puzzled, so Er Biaozi asked him: "Sanfeng, what are you doing with the turtle caps? Feed the chickens to the elder sister?"

"Hey chicken, this stuff is fried, it's more delicious than cicada pupae."

Liu Qingshan replied, and continued fishing.

"Fry it and eat it, how can there be so much oil?"

Er Biaozi sighed, "Everything must be delicious once it's deep-fried."

Liu Qingshan thinks about it for the same reason. People don't like to eat many things these days. The main reason is the lack of seasoning and oil.

Dozens of people worked together, and quickly cleaned up the fish in the pond, and gathered them together, at least five or six hundred catties.

The huge harvest also made the villagers very excited. Zhang Ganzi pointed to the west with his injured finger:

"There are so many ponds on Dianzi. With the water pump, we will be able to pump out all of them in the future. It will be enough for us to eat fresh fish for several years!"

Some people really responded. These days, the price of fish is not cheap at all. The fish they picked up today can be sold for hundreds of dollars if they are sold.

Liu Qingshan was just about to stop it. It is better to do less with the extinct fishing method like Qingtangzi.

Because these ponds are right next to the rice fields, they will also be used as reservoirs in the future, so it's okay to clean them up.

If all the ponds on the dianzi are cleaned up, will the waterfowl that breed on the dianzi be kept alive?

But before Liu Qingshan could say anything, Captain Zhang yelled:

"Zhang Ganzi, you know how to come up with bad ideas. You can think of such a desperate thing. Do you still want to have a son?"

As soon as Zhang Ganzi heard that it was a matter of giving birth to a son, Zhang Ganzi immediately fell silent.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help laughing either: It seems that his usual awareness of environmental protection has gradually had some effect.

I believe that in two days, after the promotion of the "Plan for Sustainable Development of Wild Vegetables" he drafted, everyone's awareness in this area will definitely be raised to another level.

After what Captain Zhang said, the remaining ponds will not be completely drained, leaving a way for these creatures in the water to survive.

The boss of the car directly drove the small four-wheeled fish over, hung the trailer, and pulled all the hundreds of catties of fish back first, and then slowly divided them when they returned to the village.

The other villagers were about to walk back, but they heard Liu Qingshan suddenly say:

"Everyone, don't leave, anyway, the clothes on your body are all muddy, so let's continue to work and clean up all the mud."

Digging pond mud?

The villagers couldn't help being a little surprised: this job is really exhausting.

The pond mud is very viscous and relatively wet, not to mention sticking tools, and it is impossible to dig it up without using force.

The point is, what's the use of the mud inside, isn't it a waste of effort?

"Everyone listen to me, this pond mud is a good fertilizer, and it is just used in the rice fields."

Liu Qingshan briefly explained that after the pond mud is dried or fermented, its fertility is very low.

Natural fertilizers like this can be obtained with a little effort, and they are more cost-effective.

He and Er Biaozi have discussed that on the paddy field, no pesticides are used, and efforts should be made to build an organic rice base.

Can this stuff be used as fertilizer?

These people are also old dealers, but this is the first time I heard about it.

However, if someone else said this, there might be doubts, but once Liu Qingshan said it, it would be all right.

They now have absolute trust in Liu Qingshan, and they speak better than the branch secretary.

Then do it, when the owner of the car came back with a small four-wheeler, the trunk was full of various tools: buckets, shovels and the like.

The mud for digging ponds does not need to be too deep, basically only about one foot. If it is too deep, too many harmful substances will be deposited, which is not suitable for fertilizer.

Everyone threw off their arms and began to clean up the pond mud, and then piled it to the shore, and soon piled up small black and gray soil bags.

In the end, they were all shirtless, making them look like mud monkeys.

Liu Qingshan was no exception, when he returned home from work at noon, he met at the gate just in time for the fourth and fifth children to leave school.

The two little girls didn't recognize him in a daze, the youngest four tilted his head, looked at him, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Liu Qingshan bared his teeth, bared his teeth and claws, pretending to be scary, and deliberately raised his voice:

"I'm a clay monster who eats children, woohoo!"

"elder brother!"

Shan Xing next to him let out a cry of surprise, which immediately destroyed the terrifying atmosphere that had just been created.

"You can recognize this?"

Liu Qingshan put down both hands resentfully.

The little fourth child was also giggling, showing his gaping teeth: "Brother, when you made a face just now, the mud fell off your face."

Chapter 185 Leaving some wealth for future generations!

After taking a shower, Liu Qingshan turned back into a refreshing little handsome guy, and then helped his mother make lunch.

The fish that were distributed have been brought back: a big carp, four or five catfish beards weighing more than a catty, and the rest is a pot of small miscellaneous fish and a big soft-shelled turtle.

That's right, there is also the shriveled water that Liu Qingshan brought back, squeezed into the basin, crawling non-stop, it makes people's scalp feel a little numb.

Catfish is naturally best stewed with eggplant. Lin Zhi has already soaked half a pot of dried eggplant, and there is really no eggplant in their greenhouse.

After stewing the catfish into the pot, Liu Qingshan went to work on the stove in the courtyard, while Lao Si and Shan Xing sat on the small bench to help him light the fire.

Boil some boiling water first, put the water ladle in it and blanch it for a while. After setting it up with a strainer, put a few spoonfuls of soybean oil in the pot. After the oil temperature rises, fry the water ladle several times.

After the outer skin is fried and crispy, remove it to a plate, and fry some pepper and salt, and it's over.

When eating, there was obviously no room for one table, because Professor Wang and several students were also invited over.

The main dish is stewed eggplant with catfish. There are two big pots. The meat of catfish is tender and rich in fat.

Seeing that the plate of deep-fried water was so dark that no one moved his chopsticks, Liu Qingshan pointed: "Try this, it's very fragrant."

Everyone at the table shook their heads, only Yang Hongying believed in this brother, so she picked one up with chopsticks.

It looked a little scary, and I didn't dare to put it in my mouth for a while.

Liu Qingshan also cheerfully picked up one of them, grabbed Shuilao's shriveled tail directly, and pinched it:

"Bring out the internal organs and the hard shells of the wings. You can take off the ones you don't want to eat, and you can eat the rest."

After finishing speaking, dipped in a little salt and pepper, and threw the whole water into his mouth, chewing it loudly.

It's delicious!

The eyes of several young students were a little straightened, Wei Tiezhu grinned: "Qingshan, what does it smell like?"

"Try it and you'll know, a majestic man, don't even have the courage?"

Liu Qingshan put a few more into the bowl, then peeled two for Shan Xing and Xiao Laosi.

Seeing that even the elder sister Yang Hongying dared to eat it, Wei Tiezhu, Zhang Haiyang and the others also braced themselves and stuffed one into their mouths with their eyes closed.

After one chew, the aroma is very unique, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, much more delicious than fish or meat.

"Well, it's delicious, even more delicious than cicada monkey!"

Yang Hongying praised, took another one, and gestured to Liu Jinfeng.

The two little ones also ate with smiles on their faces, and grabbed them directly.

"If this is a little beer, tsk tsk."

Liu Qingshan muttered softly, and then he heard Professor Wang's voice from the Kang:

"Anyone of you who can drink, just drink two cups less. It's a pity not to drink such a good appetizer like deep-fried water."

Teacher Ganqing has already eaten it, but young people like them seem a little timid.

The students sighed in their hearts, and they all used their rice bowls to pour out one or two.

It's a perfect match with the wine, and when the lunch is over, there are two plates of deep-fried water, and none of them are left.

After eating and drinking enough, the students went back to their residence for a lunch break, while Liu Qingshan cheerfully said to Professor Wang:

"Grandpa Wang, don't agree to other people's dinner at night, you must come back to eat."

He knew that every family had a share of fish today, so someone would definitely invite Professor Wang and the others to have a meal at home.

Professor Wang asked with a smile: "Xiao Shanzi, what good things did you get?"

Liu Qingshan did not speak, and led Professor Wang to the outhouse, and lifted the lid on the wooden basin, Grandpa Wang couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Turtle, this is a good thing!"

Although no one in the countryside eats this stuff, in the city, soft-shelled turtles are definitely a rare and high-end product.

A ten-year-old turtle like this costs at least a dozen yuan, which is almost half a month's salary for an ordinary worker.

That is to say, the transportation is inconvenient and the information is not smooth these days. Otherwise, the wild soft-shelled turtles would have been caught long ago and would soon become extinct.

Thinking of this question, Liu Qingshan thought of wild vegetables, but the truth is the same.

In the afternoon, of course, we continued digging pond mud. During this period, Liu Qingshan was told by the old party secretary that he would go to the commune for a meeting tomorrow.

This made Liu Qingshan quite puzzled: "Grandpa branch secretary, isn't there you and Uncle Captain in the meeting?"

The old branch secretary clicked on his small cigarette pouch: "The commune specially notified that three people will go to each brigade tomorrow, and one of them must be able to read and write. I'm thinking about it. In Jiapigou, you are the one with the highest education."

Speaking of it, this was also a major feature of the countryside at that time: many headed family members in the village were actually illiterate.

There are many village cadres who cannot read or write.

The old branch secretary is better, he can read newspapers to some extent, but Captain Zhang is miserable. If you are a big character, you can know a basket of baskets is not bad.

Liu Qingshan saw that Captain Zhang went to the commune for a meeting, and the meeting minutes he made were as if they were drawn by ghosts.

Probably only Captain Zhang can understand it by himself, and when he comes back to convey the spirit, he usually doesn't make mistakes.

Occasionally there are exceptions. Once the commune held a family planning meeting, Captain Zhang came back to hold a village meeting, looking at his small notebook and reading: