Qiao Zuwang went out cursing in the morning, probably to finish his breakfast.
Whether the four children are hungry or not is completely out of his consideration.
Wang Gang no longer had any hope for such a father.
"Brother, I'm hungry. What should we eat for breakfast?" Qiao Simei pulled Qiao Yichen's trouser legs, her big eyes full of desire.
"There is still some rice at home, I will make some porridge to drink." Qiao Yicheng comforted his sister.
Wang Gang didn't want to drink porridge, which was a clear soup with little water, but he didn't have any money, so he had his mind set on the chicken raised in the yard.
The Qiao family was very poor and relied on only one salary from Qiao Zuwang's factory to support the whole family. Normally, they would not see any meat for several months. Most of the rare stews they ate ended up in Qiao Zuwang's belly. The children had a yellow complexion and thin skin.
"Brother, why don't we kill the chicken and stew the soup to replenish it!" Wang Gang tried to suggest to Qiao Yicheng.
"No, chickens are raised to lay eggs and cannot be eaten, so don't bother with them." Qiao Yicheng flatly refused.
The chickens raised at home are used to lay eggs. Don't expect to kill the chickens for meat. Even if there are eggs, they are usually given to Qiao Zuwang.
"If dad finds out that we killed the chicken, he will definitely break our legs." Qiao Yicheng glanced at the two sisters. Qiao Zuwang beat the child, which was really beating him to death.
Wang Gang curled his lips, thinking that since Qiao Yicheng couldn't get through here, he had a chance to kill the chicken secretly.
In the morning, Qiao Yicheng still cooked porridge for his younger brothers and sisters, but Wang Gang saw that the porridge had more water than rice, and even rice soup was just fine, so he was not full at all.
But after Qiao Sanli and Qiao Simei finished drinking the porridge, they showed satisfied expressions, as if it was rare to have such a mouthful of porridge.
Qiao Yicheng only drank half of the bowl and gave the rest to his younger brothers and sisters. He was so sensible and heart-warming.
You know, he is only eleven years old.
Wang Gang was thinking about getting some food from the space, so he said he picked it up on the road.
Later he gave up because it was hard to explain how he could pick up a big pig's knuckle on the road.
In fact, after reincarnating so many times, Wang Gang had enough space and had already saved a lot of supplies, including raw and cooked food, so he couldn't starve himself at all.
It's just that he is not a solitary eater. He can't do such a thing as eating a lot of food while watching his brothers and sisters starve.
"Brother, when will we eat meat again?" Qiao Simei asked, licking the bowl.
Qiao Yicheng thought of the delicious pork head meat last night, and his throat surged unconsciously.
"Simei, be good. I'll go look for it by the river later to see if I can catch a fish." Qiao Yicheng touched Qiao Simei's head and said.
"Brother, it's too dangerous by the river. Don't go there. We won't be hungry after eating porridge." Qiao Sanli said sensibly.
There is a river in the city that runs through the entire city. It has not been polluted yet and is rich in aquatic products. It depends on whether you have the ability to do it.
The fish in the river are very delicate and cannot be caught by ordinary people.
Moreover, the river is dangerous, and many children fall into the water all year round. Generally, adults do not let children get close to the river bank.
As for the Yangtze River outside the city, the water is even more turbulent, making it more difficult to catch fish. What's more, fishing in the Yangtze River is prohibited, and you will be fined if you catch it.
Qiao Sanli is sensible and doesn't want her elder brother to take risks, but Wang Gang doesn't have so many worries.
He spent a lot of time catching fish in the Erhai Lake in his previous life. The water quality was very good, so fishing in the river was the only way to go.
"Brother, I'm going out to play for a while." Wang just did what he thought of, said hello to Qiao Yicheng and left.
"Be back early, I have to pick up my little brother from the hospital today." Qiao Yicheng warned, but didn't pay attention.
Qiao Erqiang is usually lively and active, running around outside all day long.
The Qiao family lived in Shamao Lane, which was some distance from the river bank. Wang Gang walked for twenty minutes to reach the river bank.
At this time, there were already many people fishing by the river.
Wang Gang did not rush into the river, but walked around the river to check on the spots.
It is now 1977, and the river in the city is quite clear. Many people live on both sides of the river, and people wash and wash rice by the river.
Wang just made a circle and gave up the idea of going down to the river to fish. It was really inconvenient because there were so many people. His body was only eight years old. If someone saw him going down the river, I'm afraid there would be enthusiastic people going down to the river to fish for people immediately.
People in this era were still very simple, unlike later generations when an old lady fell to the ground and no one was there to help her.
Since you can't go fishing in the river, you can only fish on the river bank.
As for fishing gear, there are some in Wang Gang's space, but they cannot be taken out because they are too eye-catching.
He could only find a broken bamboo pole on the river bank, then went home to find a thread and a needle, and bent it to make a simple fishing tackle.
Wang Gang is actually very good at fishing. He lived a very leisurely life in his previous life. He became obsessed with fishing in his later years and has been fishing for at least twenty years.
In addition, his inner fist is filled with Huajin, which cannot be added to a single feather. He is extremely sensitive to underwater undercurrents and can also be used for fishing with miraculous effects.
Although the fishing tackle he makes is simple, the baits available are excellent, and they are all good things that exist in the space.
Although the fish in the river are slippery, they cannot catch a good angler like Wang Gang.
An hour later, Wang Gang had caught two fish, each weighing five or six kilograms. The harvest was already considered rich.
"Kid, you are lucky, you caught two fish." A middle-aged man in his thirties walked up to Wang Gang and said with a smile.
Wang Gang glanced at the man and found that he was also carrying fishing gear. He was more prepared than himself. He had fishing rods, water buckets and small horseshoes. He seemed to be here for fishing too.
The man sat next to Wang Gang, probably thinking that the nearby waters were rich in fish.
Wang Gang couldn't stop the man. Anyone could come to the river bank, but fishing depends on skill and luck.
"Why do children come to the river to fish at such a young age? Don't your adults care?" After the man released the bait, he started chatting with Wang Gang.
Wang Gang made a silent gesture, and he felt that another fish was biting the hook.
Sure enough, the next moment the fishing rod moved slightly, Wang Gang flipped his wrist, and a big fish was hooked.
The man also noticed the movement of Wang Gang's fishing rod. He was afraid that Wang Gang was weak and wanted to help.
Wang Gang raised his hand to stop the man, and with a move of his right hand, he easily lifted the fishing rod, and a crucian carp weighing more than five kilograms broke out of the water.
As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know whether it is there or not. When the man saw Wang Gang's technique, his pupils could not help but shrink and he secretly shouted "good".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Gang’s fishing techniques are extremely skillful, and he uses skill to close the pole.
Wang Gang skillfully collected the fish and threaded the fish's mouth with thread.
Three fish were caught, totaling about ten kilograms. It was enough for the tooth-fishing ceremony, and Wang Gang was ready to finish fishing.
The man stopped Wang Gang.
"You want to grab the fish?" Wang Gang carried the three fish behind his back, not afraid of the man.
"Don't be afraid, kid. I just want to ask, do you sell this fish?" The man showed what he thought was a kind expression.
Wang Gang asked back: "How much can you give me?"
The man smiled and said: "Two cents per catty. I see that a fish of yours weighs about four or five catties. I'll give it to you for one dollar a fish. What do you think?"
Wang Gang sneered. Before he went fishing, he went to the market and asked. Crucian carp costs 40 cents per catty, and pork costs 50 cents per catty. In some places, a ticket is required.
"Do you think I'm young and easy to bully? Crucian carp sells for 40 cents per catty in the market."
The man was a little embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned enough and asked: "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"
Wang Gang said directly: "I want to take this fish home to eat, not sell it."
After saying that, Wang Gang left with the fish on his back, not wanting to deal with the man at all.
In this day and age, there are still risks in private buying and selling.
Wang was eight years old just now, so he was too young. Even if he wanted to do it, it was not the right time.
"Kid, don't leave. If you don't sell it, why don't you give me something in exchange?" The man was somewhat resilient.
Wang Gang quickened his pace and disappeared after a while.
"Little Paozi, run as fast as you can." Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Wang Gang, the man could only curse and stop.
Wang Gang made a special trip before returning to Shamao Lane. Many neighbors looked surprised when they saw him holding a fishing rod and carrying three fish on his back.
"Isn't that the second son of the Qiao family? Where did he get the fish?"
"Look at those fish, each one weighs five kilograms, the Qiao family is going to eat meat!"
Wang Gang jogged all the way and finally got home, where he immediately caught Qiao Yicheng's attention.
"Second Qiang, where did you get the fish?" Qiao Yicheng asked in surprise when he saw the fish on Wang Gang's back.
"I fished by the river." Wang Gang put down the fishing rod and put the fish on the ground.
"Brother, do we have fish for lunch?" Qiao Simei's mouth watered when she saw the fish.
Qiao Yicheng frowned and said, "Did you really catch the fish?"
No wonder Qiao Yicheng was suspicious. There were many people fishing on the river bank, but few of them had the kind of harvest Wang Gang had.
"Of course I caught it, otherwise I wouldn't have the money to buy it." Wang Gang said, "Brother, cook a fish in a while. The fish soup will be very nourishing and good for your health.
I also need to bring a fish to my aunt, who has been helping our family organize funerals for the past two days and has been worried a lot."
"You really didn't steal this fish?"
Qiao Yicheng was not afraid that his brother would spend money to buy fish, but that he would steal the fish.
Wei Shuying has taught them since childhood that they should be ambitious even if they are poor, and they should not steal, rob or destroy.
