Chapter 8 Lost and Selling Big Fish
"How about a popsicle? What flavors are there?" Zhang Ze stepped forward and asked.
"There are red fruits and adzuki beans, three-thirds per popsicle." The popsicle seller parked the 28-inch bar, opened the foam box on the back seat, and lifted the insulating quilt to introduce.
"Have a piece of adzuki bean popsicle!"
"okay!"
I paid three cents and got an adzuki bean popsicle.
This popsicle is made of red beans, which is similar to the red bean and mung bean popsicles of later generations.
One sip directly cools the heart, and the heat all over the body is immediately reduced by a few points.
I ate popsicles to cool down and walked to the station.
Just after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the popsicle seller in the distance, the joy on his face getting stronger and stronger.
Maybe if you get lost, you can sell the big fish?
Rebirth cannot shake the country's policies. Even if he is a reborn person in this era, it will be difficult for him to make a difference. Moreover, he was an ordinary farmer in his previous life and had no special skills.
So if he wanted to live a better life, Zhang Ze could only find other ways. This popsicle seller gave him a very good inspiration.
It seems that in the next half year, he will not only be able to slowly upgrade his fishing space, but also make his family well-fed and clothed.
Zhang Ze returned to the state-owned hotel and exchanged his cigarette with the waiter for a hemp rope as thick as his little finger.
Then he went to the corner, took the pork wrapped in paper out of the bucket and put it into the bamboo basket filled with rice. Then with a thought, a big fish that was not big enough for a bucket appeared.
He threaded the hemp rope through the fish's mouth and out through the fish's right gill. Then he repeated it again, but this time it came out through the left gill.
He tied a slip knot at both ends of the hemp rope, and he held the eleven-pound giant mandarin fish in his hand.
The mandarin fish swung its tail feebly a few times, but there was no room for resistance.
Then, Zhang Ze, who was carrying the fish, got lost in the county town.
Going around in a big circle, hey, where is my home?
An old man was sitting at the door of his house, fanning a cattail leaf fan. A young man walked by. The old man nodded. My young man from Dayuewan looks energetic.
Yo, this fish is pretty good!
After a while, a young man carrying a fish passed by the door again...
Hey, why do you say again?
In a little while...
"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop!"
"What's wrong, uncle?" Zhang Ze stopped and looked at the old man who lived in a new two-story building in front of him with a 'puzzled' expression.
"You have passed by my door three times. How are you doing?" He Weiping pointed at him with the cattail leaf fan in his hand and asked directly.
"Have you walked three times? Why does this place look familiar?" Zhang Ze looked like he suddenly realized it, and then showed an embarrassed smile to him, "Well, I don't know the way, I must have lost my way again!"
Why again?
He Weiping took a closer look at Zhang Ze. His clothes were a bit worn and had a few patches, and he suddenly realized that he was a young man from the surrounding countryside.
So he asked: "Are you visiting relatives?"
Zhang Ze nodded: "My uncle lives in Qiandong Street and said he wanted to marry me. He likes to eat mandarin fish, so my mother asked me to catch a mandarin fish and bring it to my uncle."
"Qiandong Street? Young man, this is West Street, Qiandong Street is on the east side." He Weiping looked complicated. This was the first time he had seen him so lost and confused.
"Ah?" Zhang Ze was shocked, "Turns out I went to the wrong place. I mean, this place doesn't look like my uncle's house at all!"
Then he pretended to look at his fish inadvertently, and suddenly panicked: "Oh, I wasted too much time and the fish will die. My uncle won't like it if it dies."
He Weiping took a look at the fish. It was such a hot day that any fish in the water would be weak and die quickly.
But the tail of this fish was still moving when it was lifted, and it had good vitality. It could be kept in the water for some time.
His heart moved, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
This mandarin fish is so big that he and his wife can't even eat it. So doesn't that give them an excuse to invite their son and daughter to come over and eat fish together?
Mainly I miss my grandchildren!
They are both from the coast, and have grown up eating fish. His wife is very good at cooking fish.
Compared with fishy seafood (the reason for preservation is that dead fish will have a fishy smell, which some people don't like), mandarin fish has no fishy smell and does not have fine spines.
Thinking of this, He Weiping immediately had an idea.
"Hunting, it's a pity that this fish is dead. I have a solution. Do you want to hear it?"
"Abo, tell me!"
"In this case, give me your mandarin fish and I'll give you something in exchange for it. How about you go find the way and identify the door first, then go back quickly and get a mandarin fish for your uncle to send over, okay?"
"This..." Zhang Ze showed hesitation, "Isn't this speculation?"
He Weiping's eyes widened: "You are about to die and I am kind enough to give you something in exchange. Why do you say that!"
"It's my fault, it's my fault. We country people have not read books and are stupid. Uncle, don't mind. I'm willing to trade the fish. You can give me something! We country people are ignorant. We usually can't eat a bite of meat, let alone see it.
What does sugar look like..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." He Weiping couldn't laugh or cry, and pointed at him again with the cattail leaf fan in his hand, "Little slippery man, give me the fish, and I'll get you something."
"Anyway, thank you uncle!" Zhang Ze handed the fish to him with a 'silly smile', choosing to be an ignorant and simple rural person and foolishly trusting the other party.
If you are no more than a fish, and the other party doesn't play tricks, then he may get a long-term customer.
After tricking his fish, he dared to come secretly at night and smash the window. In an era without surveillance, he was so bold.
He Weiping took the fish and his hand suddenly felt heavy: "Hey, it's quite heavy. Wait."
With that said, he slowly walked into the house. It took about ten minutes before he came out again.
But he did not come to the door. Instead, he waved to Zhang Ze at the door: "Young student, come in."
"Okay!" Zhang Ze walked into the room without hesitation.
Then He Weiping took out five yuan and a lot of tickets and handed it to him, and said angrily: "Here, the meat and sweets at home are all for my grandchildren to satisfy their cravings. You, a young man, go and buy them yourself!"
Zhang Ze was not polite, took the money and put it into his inner pocket and said with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle, now my brothers and sisters can eat meat and sweets. And my mother, I usually eat less."
Being frugal can make her eat well now."
When He Weiping saw him, the first thing he thought of was his family, and even his elders. Knowing that this was a filial child, his face looked a little better.
"Go ahead, turn left at the door and follow the road, and you will reach the east of the city. If you can't find the way, you should ask someone on the road."
"Okay!" After leaving He Weiping's house, Zhang Ze felt somewhat guilty when he thought about his behavior in tricking the old man just now.
Although his method was somewhat based on the other party's initiative and willingness, it also took advantage of the old man's kindness.
He took out the coupons that the uncle had just given him from his pocket and counted them. They were five yuan each, as well as other coupons such as food stamps, meat stamps, and scattered non-staple food items.
The overall value was about ten yuan, so the uncle had no intention of taking advantage of him.
Seeing this, Zhang Ze knew that he had met a good person.
"Forget it, if you come across something good in the future, give this kind old man a gift!"
Then, he came to an uninhabited corner and once again had a mandarin fish weighing about four kilograms in his hand. Then he went to another street and wandered around, also specifically shopping in places like new buildings.
However, compared to the situation here, in other places some people who feel that the conditions are good will directly ask if they want to change the fish when they see the fish in his hand.
Chapter completed!