Break out of the courtyard

"Ah! Lao Yan, how much did you sell it for?" The third aunt grabbed the cents in Yan Bugui's hand. After counting them, she asked excitedly:

"Lao Yan, how much did you catch today? You actually sold it for 5 yuan! There are still 4 fish in the bucket. Are they for the family?"

Different from the joy of the third aunt, Yan Bugui was extremely serious at this time, raising Zhang Heping to an unprecedented height in his heart, and thinking about the cooperation in selling fish tomorrow.

"How should we divide the accounts so that we can win over that brat?"

……

In the backyard sink, Zhang Heping relied on his skilled cooking skills to process the remaining 3 kilograms of snakeheaded fish, deboning and slicing it.

As for how to remove the fishy smell...

He just went to ask the second aunt next door. These days, onion, ginger, and garlic require tickets. The street office has not issued such tickets for a long time.

If we use salt, we don’t have much salt at home.

Finally, Zhang Heping found a jar of soaked wine from under the bed. Under his grandmother's concerned gaze, he poured some soaked wine on the fish fillets, kneaded them evenly, and put them on the square table to marinate.

The remaining fish spine and the four fish sticks with small spines were used to make soup. The soup was taken to the hospital for my cheap father to drink, so instead of using wine to remove the fishy smell, I sprinkled some Salt, mix well and place next to the fish fillets to marinate.

I took out a white handkerchief from the clothes bag under the bed, took it to the sink, washed it several times with soap, and scalded it with boiling water in a pot for a while before using it as a filter cloth to filter fish bones.

As time passed, Zhang Heping's cooking skills improved to the master level.

Even so, he couldn't make delicious food by simple cooking when he was short of oil, salt, and everything else.

All I can say is that the fishy smell is much less and it is edible.

However, when the steamed fish fillets and fish bone soup were served, they were loudly praised by the second sister Zhang Pandi. After the eldest sister went home and ate it, she also said it was delicious.

……

Early morning on the third day of the lunar new year.

Yan Bugui personally came to the backyard to ask Zhang Heping to get up and go fishing. He also took Zhang Heping to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the alley and treated him to fried dough sticks and soy milk. It was a huge investment!

Later, Yan Bugui asked Yan Jiecheng to push the bicycle over, and the three of them went to Houhai together.

After selecting a hole in the ice, Zhang Heping strung corn kernels on the hook, threw it into the water, and started shaking the hook.

What made Zhang Heping dumbfounded was that the Yan family father and son each took out an iron hook covered with hemp rope and imitated him to shake the rope.

Is he shaking the rope?

He was clearly shaking the hook underwater!

However, this method of shaking the hook requires a lot of skill and feel. Just like diagnosing the pulse with a suspended thread, you need to notice the changes at the other end of the rope from the subtle points.

Therefore, Zhang Heping was not afraid of the two of them stealing lessons.

Because there were corn kernels hanging today, the hook did not fall apart like yesterday when shaking the hook, and the fish biting rate greatly increased.

The key is that this dry corn kernel is not easily lost.

When Zhang Heping spent two hours filling the two iron buckets, he only consumed 5 corn kernels.

This was caused by accidentally dropping corn kernels into the fish's maw when he was taking out the hook.

Such a low-consumption record really shocked Yan Bugui.

As for Yan Jiecheng, he stopped shaking more than an hour ago, and now he doesn't know where to go to play.

"Third uncle, it's time to go to the canteen of the steel rolling mill." Zhang Heping reminded him, picked up the hammer at his feet, wrapped the hemp rope around it, and finally used a hook to hook the hemp rope on the handle of the hammer. That was done.

At 10:30 in the morning, Yan Bugui took Zhang Heping and pushed the cart to the third canteen of the steel rolling mill.

Then, Yan Bugui went to the kitchen to negotiate, while Zhang Heping caboose outside.

Not long after, Yan Bugui took a fat chef in a white apron and two young men carrying a large bamboo basket to the bicycle to unload the fish, and then carried it into the kitchen to weigh it.

By the time Yan Bugui came out of the back kitchen of the canteen with a stack of meal tickets and vegetable tickets, Zhang Heping had already learned how to ride a 28-bar bicycle.

When Zhang Heping rode his bicycle to Yan Bugui, and it was finally time to divide the accounts, Yan Bugui handed Zhang Heping the meal and vegetable tickets.

"Peace, I think you have to divide these votes."

Yan Bugui looked at Zhang Heping with a shrewd look. He thought about it for half the night last night before he came up with such a move to retreat in order to advance.

In Yanbu Guilai, Zhang Heping could give him 5 yuan in the same situation as yesterday. After exchanging so many meal tickets today, it can't be lower than yesterday!

Of course, Yan Bugui has more profound considerations. Helping Zhang Heping sell fish is not his purpose. Finding a way to learn this guy's fishing skills and fishing for himself is the best way!

"Third uncle, are you afraid that I will only give you one or two meal tickets?" Zhang Heping counted the meal tickets and vegetable tickets while thinking about the use value of Yan Laoji.

If Yan Bugui didn't bring Zhang Heping into the kitchen to participate in the transaction, did he think he had the buyer's customers?

There is a shortage of food and meat these days. It is a seller's market, and Yan Bugui's methods are useless.

What Zhang Heping valued mainly was Yan Bugui's car, and secondly Yan Bugui's manpower. Without these two items, Zhang Heping's malnourished little arms and legs would not be able to handle such a large fish and meat business.

"Even if you give me one tael of meal tickets, I will accept it! It's my fault that I didn't do it right the day before yesterday!" As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, he saw Zhang Heping handed him a meal ticket, 2 taels!

Yan Bugui was stunned on the spot, "No, peace, this, this..."

"Third uncle, I don't have one tael of meal tickets." Zhang Heping quickly put the meal tickets into his right pocket and said with a smile: "I'll give you two taels. Please make another trip to the canteen and change it to two taels of one. Two.”

Seeing that Zhang Heping had not put all the meal tickets in his pocket, Yan Bugui quickly reacted, "You brat, I'm going to make fun of your third uncle, right?"

"Hey! Third uncle, you really need to exchange this meal ticket for two 1-taels, otherwise you will lose 1-tael."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he ran into the kitchen of San Canteen without saying a word. One liang is also food!

When Yan Bugui came out with two 1-tael meal tickets, Zhang Heping had already put his own meal ticket in his pocket.

Taking the one or two meal tickets from Yan Bugui, Zhang Heping waved a small pile of meal tickets towards Yan Bugui, and then helped him put it into his pocket, which made Yan Bugui's eyes twitch.

Because the thickness of the stack of meal tickets was only about one-fifth of the total.

"Is it 28 points and I'm 2?" Yan Bugui regretted deeply, blaming himself for not retreating in order to advance. He should have negotiated 46 points first and guaranteed 37 points.

"Third uncle, go home and count again. Let's go!"

Yan Bugui didn't notice the evil smile on Zhang Heping's face, and pulled him back to the courtyard with an annoyed look on his face.

"Third uncle, remember to come and ask me for breakfast tomorrow morning!" Zhang Heping carried the fish in his small bucket and walked straight into the courtyard.

"Hey..." Yan Bugui pushed the car home and hit his chest with his right hand, feeling like he had just lost 100 million.

The third aunt heard the noise outside the house and ran out hurriedly. She excitedly approached the third uncle Yan Bugui and asked in a low voice: "Lao Yan, how much is the share?"

"Hey..." Yan Bugui took out the meal ticket and handed it over without looking at it.

The third aunt grabbed the meal tickets, ran into the house, and spread them out one by one on the dining table.

After a while, the third aunt excitedly ran to the earthen kang and asked excitedly in a low voice to the third uncle who was lying on the kang sighing:

"Lao Yan, what percentage did you get? The meal tickets alone are 51 kilograms and 1 tael! Could it be that you took the big share?"

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