Chapter 10 Treasure Fish! Three fish baskets filled with fish were unloaded from the boat, attracting the attention of the fishermen. Especially when the most eye-catching spotted fish appeared, it caused a small-scale discussion. "Whose boat is this? Did they run into a school of fish? What good luck! There's even a spotted mullet!" "I don't know him. He looks very familiar. There are only a few famous players in the port. Doesn't this boat look familiar?" "Isn't this the sampan of Ah Shui's family? That leper insisted on changing it." "Who is Ah Shui?" "You forgot, the handsome boy from Liang Dajiang's family." "Is he still alive? Isn't he an orphan? The last time I saw him, he went to borrow food and was kicked out." "Hush, life is good, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, the fishermen present were a little surprised. They obviously didn't expect that an orphan could survive on his own. It was really rare.
"Pah, pah, pah, what a miserable child. Fortunately, it looks like he can support himself. It's not easy." "I'm afraid that our port will have another good move! It's a pity that he is not my child and has no future at all." The fishermen sighed for a while, talked a little while envious, and then when they saw the fish baskets being moved into the fishing shop, they left one after another. It is difficult for an orphan to live. Although it is rare for someone to survive alone, it is none of his business after all. He is just joining in the fun. Do you think he will have a great future? On the other side, Lin Baosong weighed the fish and calculated the bill: "Including the spotted fish, the total is 132 coins. How about 135 for you?" "Give me one penny of change and ten coins." "A penny of change?" Lin Songbao fell into thought. In recent years, prices have been stable. The official price for one tael of silver is about one thousand copper coins. However, silver maintains its value, so one thousand copper coins certainly cannot be exchanged for one tael of silver. It will take one or twelve thousand. One hundred and twenty-five coins for one penny of small change is a slight profit. Thinking of this, Lin Songbao agreed and took back the string of copper coins he had taken out, exchanging it for a piece of silver and ten copper coins. "Keep it." "Ah." After leaving the fishing shop, Liang Qu went to the foot shop to eat as usual, with the same three dishes, thinking while eating. "I already have two taels and three cents, and I still need four taels and seven cents to get enough money to go to the martial arts school. If I can save a hundred wen every day, it will only take two months. But it's too conspicuous, and there will be a process of improvement to do it." With the help of the fat catfish, Liang Qu's daily catch is higher than that of ordinary fishermen, but it was only 30 cents a day a few days ago. The sudden increase is too strange and he needs some time to adapt. As for why it suddenly sold for more than a hundred coins today, who doesn’t have the luck to come across a school of fish? Just like catching yellow croaker, it doesn’t matter once or twice, but after doing it more than once, you need a suitable excuse. "Also, we have to pay taxes in late autumn. The tax money is also a problem. Two months is not enough. If you can't pay the taxes, you will be arrested and forced to do labor. Damn it, this is a damn feudal society." Liang Qu has a clear plan for his future, he must learn martial arts.
Not only did he come here to see how big the world is, but also because there is the Zhao Mansion hanging over his head. Damn old bitch, he's like a sword of Damocles. Liang Qu finished the last bite of his meal angrily, paid the bill, returned home, and lay down on the bed. "It would be great if we could catch a precious fish like the tiger grouper." He remembered that someone at the next pier had caught a five-jin grouper last month, which was taken away by a martial artist at the market and sold for a whopping three taels and five cents of silver. This kind of fish is very effective in strengthening the body. One fish can save a warrior more than a month's work. It may be more precious than the precious lotus root that he discovered. Just as Liang Qu was thinking about whether he should take some time to let the six-barbel catfish look for it, there was a sudden noise outside the house, but it soon stopped. "Hey, someone is arguing again" This is the case in small places. If a household makes a loud noise, the neighbors can hear it clearly. Liang Qu thought that when he had money in the future, he would definitely buy a big courtyard, have ten maids come in and out, and get ten beautiful maids, all of whom would have slim waists and long legs, fair skin and beautiful looks, who would bring tea and invite people to drink tea in a coquettish voice, so that he could live the life of a master. "Bang, bang bang." The knock on the door interrupted his fantasy. Liang Qu stood up in surprise. Could it be Zheng Xiang again? "Who?" "I." The visitor was talking some nonsense, but Liang Qu quickly got up and opened the door. He remembered this voice too well and couldn't forget it. When Liang Qu opened the door, he saw Chen Qingjiang stuffing a small cloth bag into his hand with a dark face, then he turned around and left without saying a word. "Uncle Chen! This?" Liang Qu didn't catch up with the figure, who had already returned home. He had no choice but to open the cloth bag, and found that it was full of rice. There was quite a lot of it, about five or six kilograms. In an instant, he understood everything. In order to make more money, Uncle Chen had to walk more than ten miles to the town to sell fish every day. He was also a loyal person. I am afraid he had no idea that he had the ability to support himself and just thought that his life was still difficult. "That's unnecessary." Liang Qu sighed, he would never forget the kindness of the cake. Without that piece of bread, he might have starved to death at home. However, because he had to pay money for martial arts training and autumn taxes, he never had the time to do anything. I guess the argument just now was between Uncle Chen and his wife? Liang Qu was very ashamed. After delivering the rice, Chen Qingjiang returned home, and the atmosphere at home was still silent. His wife, A Di, sat in the corner sulking alone, not even looking at her husband, just busy sorting out the threads. If it were a normal thing, she would not be unwilling to send the rice, but her youngest son had fallen ill some time ago. Although the illness was cured, his savings were gone, and he had to pay taxes in the autumn, which was the tax for three people! Isn't this just a pretense? For a moment, the two were silent.
The candlelight flickered in the room, illuminating the walls in a dim red. After a long time, Chen Qingjiang suddenly stood up. The candle flame was lowered by the wind pressure, and A Di almost pricked her hand. She looked up angrily, but unexpectedly her body suddenly became lighter. A-Di was confused and extremely embarrassed: "What are you going to do now?" Chen Qingjiang hugged his wife, lowered his head to blow out the candle, and said in a muffled voice: "Go to sleep!" "Big Baby and Little Baby are sleeping!" "Two little pigs, what are you afraid of?" A-Di's mind went blank and her face flushed red. She no longer had the anger she had before. This is how you deal with women. At the door, hearing the noise coming from inside the house, Liang Qu withdrew his hand that was trying to knock on the door, looking embarrassed. I thought it was not good for the couple to quarrel over me, so I wanted to go to their house to apologize, but I ended up seeing this embarrassing thing. Picking up the bag of rice in his hand, Liang Qu could only take it back home and wait until later. For the next half month, Liang Qu sold fish at the pier, gradually increasing his daily catch. The price gradually increases from 40 cents to 80 cents, and the character is mainly about a young and promising fisherman. The average fisherman's daily income is around 60 or 70 wen. An experienced middle-aged fisherman like Chen Qingjiang can only earn 80 wen, and only a few good fishermen can earn more than 100 wen. Liang Qu was only fifteen or sixteen years old and an orphan. He could achieve such a level of success that the fishermen who had seen him at the pier were all very surprised. For a time he became a little famous and attracted a lot of envy and jealousy. There is one strange thing though. Recently, Liang Qu wanted to go to Uncle Chen's house to return the rice, but he couldn't find him several times. It seems like the whole family goes out to work as soon as the sun rises, and we always miss each other perfectly. It's unbelievable. It shouldn't be like this. Could it be that Sister Di is also out working? Is there no one at home to take care of the children? Liang Qu walked to the pier with something in mind, and unexpectedly saw someone he didn't want to see. Matchmaker His performance in the past two days successfully attracted the attention of the matchmaker, who came to her house again and again to try to be a matchmaker! "I've already said that I have no plans to get married for the time being." Liang Qu quickly jumped onto the sampan, untied the rope, and quickly sailed away. The figure looked quite hurried, and the fishermen on the shore thought that Liang Qu was shy and laughed at him. "Don't make it hard on Shui, he's still a rookie!" "I'm afraid you still don't understand the good of women!" "What a pity. Why don't you introduce it to me?" "Go fuck yourself, old bachelor!"
Liang Qu never expected that after showing his "fishing talent" at the pier, he would become a hot commodity in the blind date market. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he rowed until he could no longer see the pier. When he reached the lotus waters, he paddled the surface of the water. The huge pig dragon slowly surfaced. After seeing the boat, it swung its tail and placed its claws on the edge of the boat. Seeing that there was no one around, Liang Qu took a fishing net and a pig bladder filled with air and dived into the water. A man and a beast were looking for Ah Fei in the water. Liang Qu's daily maximum catch was about 150 wen, but only 80 wen could be put on display, so the rest of his time was spent looking for precious fish, and he had no time to spare for fat catfish. But the precious fish is hard to find, and it was not found for several days. Until just now, Ah Fei’s spiritual link sent a message that the precious fish was found! (End of this chapter)