Chapter 97 Meeting Mr. Ran again
Hangover overnight.
When Su Yingjun woke up the next day, his head was still groggy.
Pushing the door open and walking to the living room, I saw the note on the dining table and the thermos and breakfast that had been prepared.
The breakfast looked like it was served from the cafeteria of the compound, and it was still a little warm.
It was estimated that Su Mu had not been gone for long.
Although Su Yingjun was drunk, his analytical ability was still deep in his bones.
Occupational disease of the police.
However, my brother is really good.
He is young, but surprisingly sensible.
Li Xiaolan served the drunken Su Yingjun yesterday, and only went to bed late at night.
I haven’t gotten up yet.
Su Mu got up early in the morning.
He didn't drink, he didn't go to bed late, and he got up early.
The biological clock has even become patterned.
It’s past 3 o’clock at the latest and I will definitely wake up.
Less sleep, but more energy. This is probably the invisible benefit brought by the golden finger.
At this time, he was riding a scooter towards Beixinqiao Department Store.
Su Mu happened to meet the two boxes of goods allocated here in Xicheng when he came out of the compound, and gave them 2 cents.
I didn’t follow anyone, but there was a receipt from the department store over there.
Su Mu carried two linen bags in each hand.
The bag itself isn't too heavy, it's like a quilt, a cotton coat, something like that.
Su Mu didn't check it either. After delivering the goods, he took the order and handed it to the other party, and it was considered a work together.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I happened to meet an acquaintance.
"What's the matter? If you have free time today, do you want to go fishing in Shichahai?"
Su Mu saw Yanbu Gui, Uncle Yan.
This guy was dressed lightly, and he was carrying parts in his hands and hanging on his shoulders.
All the essentials for fishing are maza, fishing gear, and buckets.
"Okay. Uncle Yan, put your things in the car and I'll take you there."
"Hey, there's no charge for this trip, right?"
"Look at what you're asking, you're slapping me in the face."
This little bargain is not even a bargain.
Su Mu didn't care about this.
Whatever he is willing to give is fine.
If he is not happy, no one can scheme against him.
It's been a long time since the last time he 'manifested his holiness' in front of people.
It's time to consolidate again.
"But, Uncle Yan, I have to go home. I haven't brought anything with me. Do you want to go first or come with me?"
"I'll go back with you. If you're a cyclist, you won't be tired. I, a cyclist, will definitely accompany you until the end."
Yan Bugui is a good person. Putting aside everything else, he must be decent at what he talks about.
It's beautifully said.
Beixinqiao Department Store is not far from the Siheyuan, only a few minutes away.
Su Mu left the car at the door and rushed in with three steps and two steps at a time.
Yan Bugui was still thinking about going back to the house, but look at Su Mu's posture...
Come on, just put it in the car and sit.
It looks like he can't take his time.
Su Mu entered the courtyard and went straight to the house.
Along the way, I also saw Chen Dakui looking at the window glass.
Su Mu waved to him and raised the fishing rod and bucket in his hands.
On the surface, everyone thought he took it out of the house.
In fact, apart from the fishing rods hanging on the stair partition at the door, professional equipment such as buckets, fish hooks and baits are all lying in the space.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing. Mom, I'm going out now."
"By the way, Dakui, aren't you carrying bags at the textile factory? If there is any work that my mother can do, please pay attention to it."
"understood."
Chen Dakui's heart twitched.
My own mother took the initiative to work. It seemed that the family was indeed in difficulty.
Originally, Mrs. Chen Liu got a job pasting matchboxes in a factory run by the street, but it seemed that it was not enough.
Chen Dakui thought silently that he should work more and be more diligent.
He had no real intention to help Chen Liu pay attention to his work.
I just thought that my family is not rich and lacks money for food, so I should work more and get more money for my family.
the other side.
Su Mu put the fishing rod and bucket on the cart.
Let Uncle Yan watch.
The ride on the cart is not free, as it is done by the helper.
After a while, the two of them drove through the streets and alleys and arrived near the sea beast in Shichahai Town.
It was near here last time that Su Mu showed off his talents.
Today, Yan Bugui is also ambitious. He is aiming at Dongfeng, the young fishing king of Su Mu.
If you follow him and set the hook, you can't catch the big ones, but you can't miss a few smaller ones.
Maybe there are those big fish that have bad eyesight, bite the wrong hook, and get caught by themselves.
There are roughly three types of anglers in the capital.
The first type is those who have a hobby of fishing and are not anxious about three meals a day.
For example, some retired cadres.
Some senior leaders who are in office also take some time off to enjoy themselves.
The second type is to improve family life and have luck and desire for fishing.
Maybe you have some fishing skills but are not proficient in it, or you are lucky and a blind cat meets a dead mouse...
Yan Bugui is the second type.
I have some skills, but I am not proficient in it. I barely know a thing or two.
His main purpose is to catch fish and sell the larger ones to the supply and marketing cooperative to supplement his family's income.
The supply and marketing cooperative wouldn't accept the small fish that were too small, so he took them home and made soup for digestion at home.
Although the thoughts are different, if you do something for a long time, you will gradually develop some interest if you don't have a hobby.
Therefore, there will be many handy objects within the psychological range.
After setting up the horse and the bucket, Yan Bugui was also carrying a small wooden box.
Inside is the meal I brought for lunch.
Yan Bugui said it on the way.
But he didn't let go and let Su Mu eat with him at noon.
There are also some weird ones.
But now that food is in short supply, it is indeed difficult for Yan Bugui to support a large family with only one person's salary.
Su Mu can understand.
If you really don't have enough food and clothing, you will suffer from poverty if you don't plan.
One person can carry a large family to eat and drink, and can still provide for all the children to go to school.
At this point, in the entire courtyard, Uncle Yan is more like a parent than Uncle Yan.
Sumu also bought a small horse, a big bucket, and professional fishing rods this time...
Everything was used except for making nests.
The food at home is not enough, and oil is even more scarce.
Although there is no shortage of sumu wood, I dare not use it to make nests.
When conspicuous bag? What's more, with Sumu's ability to hang fish on his own fishhook with his gold finger, making a nest is of no use except to benefit others.
He swung the club and lowered the hook, and as soon as his butt was firmly seated on the mat, someone spoke on the other side of Yan Bugui.
"Little brother, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Surprised, Su Mu turned his head and saw Mr. Ran.
"Hi, it's Mr. Ran. Do you also like fishing?"
When Mr. Ran heard this, there was a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.
As long as there is no shortage of supplies at home, why would he go out to fish in the wind and sun? Wouldn't it be nice to spend more time reading books and sipping tea?
"Ugh."
A sigh expressed the indescribable words that accumulated in his chest.
I don't know if this sigh touched Uncle Yan's mind, and he also sighed.
The pair of peers looked at each other and saw familiar emotions in each other's .
Su Mu concentrated on fishing...er, hanging fish on his own hook.
The two old guys next to them who met for the first time seemed to have become confidants who talked about everything.
While envying the magic of sumu fishing, he talked about the sadness and pressure of being the head of the family.
The sun basked on the left neck and soothed the right shoulder.
Sumu has its own vegetable pancakes, which are steamed buns smeared with soybean paste, sandwiched with two slices of bacon, and stuffed with some pickles and green vegetable leaves. It is a nutritionally balanced and unique dish.
On the surface, the sumu wood was taken out from the cart.
In fact, they are all food that has been prepared in the kitchen of the grandma’s Sanheyuan in the space.
Yan Bugui and Mr. Ran each had their own food, and the preparations were coincidentally similar, including fragrant and sticky steamed sweet potatoes.
The two middle-aged men met each other and smiled, all the pain was hidden in silence.
Occasionally looking at Su Mu next to him, both of them had a hint of youthful emotion in their eyes.
In fact, Su Mu was a little surprised that these two people were on the same frequency after first meeting them.
Apart from being a bit literal, Su Mu didn't find that they had anything else in common.
After three o'clock in the afternoon.
The fish in the hematoxylin bucket has always been almost full but not full.
Because many people who come to watch other people fishing can’t help but take action when they see a big fish.
Especially some old people and young people like to hang out by the lake every day off.
Just so I could use the money to buy some fresh big fish, I would go back to do the tooth ceremony.
A few months ago, fish in the capital did not require a fish ticket. Starting from this month or so, buying fresh fish from the supply and marketing cooperative requires a ticket.
This makes people wonder where to go.
This one-size-fits-all policy for special periods has also indirectly resulted in fishermen along the Shicha Sea being able to sell fresh fish in exchange for money without having to move their homes.
It is precisely because of this that Su Mu gradually put a lot of thirty cents and fifty cents into his pocket.
Their pockets were all bulging.
Yan Bugui looked at it with hot eyes.
He is good at running a household and calculating.
Out of habit, he kept looking at the fish sold by Sumu next to him.
At least it’s more than four yuan...
Not including those I didn't see when I went out just now, there are also some very particular people who don't just buy things, but offer help.
Bring the antique world of the previous dynasty to this place for comparison.
Su Mu was very happy.
I didn’t expect that I would get something unexpected when I went fishing.
You can also make some money this way.
And also laid back.
Selling fresh fish as you catch it does not count as buying and selling.
If the fish is taken back for processing or taken home overnight, it can only be sold to the supply and marketing cooperative.
At that time, if it were to be sold to private individuals, it would be considered as reselling.
For Sumu, it’s just a matter of hanging it up and then converting it into money.
It's also convenient.
Moreover, you will also get to know some customers who are not short of money, and it is possible to cultivate sustainable private transactions.
Because just now, the first person who asked for help did not offer a price. If he wanted to help Su Mu, he would take the initiative to deliver it to his door.
That man was an old man named Gu.
He was skinny and skinny, and his fingers were hard and woody, like coal hooks.
The voice is a bit shrill, but very well behaved.
After collecting the fish, he didn't leave immediately. He even chatted with Su Mu for a few more words.
It means that if you catch fish in the future, you can go to Xijixiang Alley to find him.
The reason why I dare to say this is because the old man paid a high price for the fish.
How high?
The kind that even Su Mu was startled.
No wonder they want to help Su Mu.
Su Mu didn't know that this was a trick of the Qing Dynasty antique industry, but he was very interested in this Yemeni Qing'er.
Because everyone in Xiaoshi does this.
This old man named Gu is quite interesting.
Su Mu just said that after catching fish today, he would go to his alley to visit him.
Su Mu likes to make friends with this kind of old man who is knowledgeable and generous.
A real potential stock for Big Leek.
Although the purposes of anglers vary, this is ultimately the most effective activity to kill time.
Before I knew it, it was already past four in the afternoon.
Sumu planned to end it.
He turned and looked to the side.
Yan Bugui and Mr. Ran were chatting enthusiastically, and showed no signs of leaving.
They are not that familiar in the first place, and there is no need to tie them together to end it.
Su Mu thought about waiting for the fish swimming around in the lake to bite the hook and be caught, so he said goodbye and left.
Yes.
In addition to the unconventional technique of fishing with hooks, Sumu is also occasionally lucky enough to encounter swimming fish and take the bait.
Although not much.
But it is also quite interesting to use your consciousness to observe the fish in the lake testing and finally biting the hook.
Su Mu made a decision in his mind and focused his attention on the fish at the bottom of the lake.
After two or three attempts to hit the hook, the fishhook was successfully swallowed by the fish's mouth and hooked.
Sumu stretched and stretched, using the power of the fish's tail to pull it up.
The fish was pulled up close to the water surface, and was pulled out of the water in one breath.
pat.
fall to the ground.
Su Mu bent down to pick up the fish, turned the hook out, and threw the 'small fish', which was slightly larger than a palm, into the bucket.
look up.
He saw a beautiful girl staring at him intently.
"Hi, Miss Qiuye, we meet again."
Mr. Ran suddenly felt that this sentence seemed a bit familiar.
"You, hello."
Seeing his daughter's shy expression, Mr. Ran suddenly remembered something.
He wanted to say something to Su Mu, but somehow he thought of something again and took it back slightly embarrassed.
The hematoxylin produced is a bit strange.
I even had some doubts as to whether Mr. Ran's actions just now were his own illusion.
Or maybe they have no intention of talking to me at all.
Ran Qiuye was tired from studying at home, so her mother happened to ask her to come and see the results, and asked her father when he would be home.
"Uncle Yan, Mr. Ran, you continue, I'm almost done, let's take a step first."
Su Mu will not be unable to move just because he meets a beautiful woman.
Compared with socializing with Ran Qiuye at this moment, visiting the old man is far less attractive.
After all, the age for marriage is not old enough.
Besides, with his father present, there really is no room for him to show off.
Unexpectedly, the less he cares about it, the easier it will be for opportunities to come under Su Mu's nose.
Su Mu packed up the buckets, arranged the fishing gear, and finally put everything on the cart.
As he was leaving, he looked up and saw Ran Qiuye walking alone on the roadside.
"Hey, are you going home?"
"Yes. He will continue fishing for a while, so he asked me to go back first."
"Come on up, I'm on my way and I'll give you a ride."
Ran Qiuye hesitated for a moment, and when she saw Su Mu's car stopped, she somehow tilted her butt and sat on it.
Su Mu's mood suddenly became beautiful.
This means that the other party does not reject you.
is a good sign.
The boy was carrying the girl on his bicycle. Although it was not a bicycle, it still looked beautiful.
But good times are always short-lived.
After a while, the cart arrived at the entrance of the Xiangyi Hutong courtyard.
Brothers, the chapter is closed... There are still two big chapters today. The next chapter will be updated at 18 o'clock... If you have a vote, please encourage me. Thank you.
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