Hello, 1983

Who is this, who dares to question even Yu Dao's words, and is not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue?

The reservoir staff followed the voice and looked over, but it was a half-sized boy from Jiapigou. No wonder he didn't know the importance of what he said.

Qingshan, Director Yu is an old boss.

Captain Zhang also reminded Liu Qingshan that, after all, they are employed, and they will do whatever they say they do. Even if they can't catch a fish, they will still make money.

Yu also glanced at Liu Qingshan, feeling a little unhappy.

He has been in this big reservoir for decades, and he grew up in this reservoir since he was a child, and he is very familiar with it.

If a half-sized boy is pointing fingers at him, it would be a bit of a mystery how high the sky is and how thick the ice is.

However, it is necessary to give some face to the people in Jiapigou. After all, they are still counting on others to work.

So he laughed twice: Young man, then give me a reason, why can't I go offline here?

Liu Qingshan shook his head: There is no reason, it's just by feeling.

Yu Pao's head was almost turned upside down by him, and he lay directly on the ice: I feel, you feel, it feels good to have a fish head like me who has been a fish head for more than 30 years?

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't rely on his feelings, but in his memory, there were rumors about this winter fishing: It is said that Yu put his head in a big somersault, and when he went down the net, he only caught more than 90 catties of fish, less than 100 catties. .

Don't say that an old fish has his head on, even if it is a small baby, if he urinates and draws a place, he will catch more fish than this.

The villagers who were there at the time came back and said that if they hadn't dragged him, Yu would have jumped into the ice hole with his head.

Even so, the old fish turned his head and became seriously ill because of it, and then he retired directly and left the reservoir forever.

It was because of this that Liu Qingshan stood up and put forward different opinions. He didn't want everyone to spend a day in vain, and he didn't want an old fish to take his head and hate it.

The crock pot is inevitably broken, and the general is inevitably killed in battle. This is helpless sadness. It’s okay if Liu Qingshan doesn’t know. Now that he knows, he can’t help but want to change.

You don't have hair on your mouth, you can't do things well, boy, just listen to me.

Yu Baotou was quite generous, and was not prepared to have the same knowledge as a hairy boy, so he did not reprimand Liu Qingshan, and commanded his subordinates again, ready to start work.

For an experienced Yu Baotou, this confidence is still there.

This made Liu Qingshan a little bit troubled: how to convince Yu Datou?

The large trawl nets on the carriage were unloaded, my good fellow, they were all large trawl nets tens of meters long.

The villagers in Jiapigou follow the reservoir to catch winter every year, and they are very skilled in their business. When the owner of the car looks at the fishing net, he can’t help but say:

This year, I have come to Xinwang, and Xinwang is still using it.

A staff member of the reservoir said, That's right, boss, you forgot, last year when we caught in the winter, the mesh broke into a big hole, and a lot of fish escaped.

However, Liu Qingshan heard a move in his heart, and quickly asked: Uncle, can the fishing nets from last year still be used?

It's repaired, but there are new ones, who still use the old ones.

That person also looked at Liu Qingshan not very pleasing to the eye, and actually dared to disrespect his head.

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he had an idea in his heart. He found Captain Zhang and muttered for a while, and then Captain Zhang found Yu Batou again:

Old Yu, anyway, we have a lot of people, why don't we divide it into two groups, you can find a place for us, and I will lead a group of people to do it. Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle.

this……

Yu turned his head a little hesitantly, after all, winter arrest is quite dangerous. If you fall into the ice hole, there will be no rescue.

At this time, it was time for Liu Qingshan to add fire, and he shouted cheerfully: It happens to be divided into two groups, let's compare and see who catches more fish.

The Maotou boy didn't know how high the sky was, so Yu Datou decided to teach him a lesson,

So nodded:

Alright, you can go five hundred steps further north. There is a deep ditch under the water, and there are many schools of fish that have gathered in previous years.

After thinking about it, he warned again: Old Zhang, you must pay attention to safe operation, and ask Lao Wu to lead your group.

Old Wu is also an old fish head, but his name is not as loud as Yu head.

He is a little old man in his fifties, with a little bit of slack legs when he walks. It is said that he always lives on a boat and suffers from rheumatism.

Captain Zhang is familiar with the people in the reservoir, and he chatted with Wu:

Old Wu, if you don't follow me, you have a bad surname, you just don't have it. Don't kidnap us so that we can't catch a fish.

Old Wutou didn't care either, and he counterattacked unceremoniously: Old Zhang, you're not catting behind the pot, what are you doing here?

At that time, the pots of every household were made of soil, and cockroaches were easy to grow inside. They were nicknamed Xiaoqiang, commonly known as Lao cockroaches, and had the same pronunciation as Zhang, whose surname was Zhang.

The group chatted and laughed, took out half of the tools and carried them to the north. The owner of the car drove the carriage and ran again to pull the old fishing nets.

Less than a mile away, it was soon to arrive, everyone picked up the shovel first, and cleared the snow from the ice.

When digging the ice holes for a while, there are mainly two big ones: the net inlet and the fish outlet. The remaining small ice holes with needles and wires do not need to be cleared.

As soon as the ice surface is exposed, the ice is started.

This work is the most physically consuming, two people in a group, carrying a large ice scorpion of more than 20 pounds, one by one, it fell on the ice.

The whole body of the ice piercer is made of iron, just like an enlarged version of the awl, but two horizontal iron rods are welded on the upper part for the convenience of lifting.

Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi were in a group, and the little brothers shouted their horns, lifted the ice scorpion into the air, and then used force together to shove it down.

With a muffled pop, the ice scorpion fell heavily on the ice.

The surrounding ice surface burst into a small pit the size of the mouth of a bowl, and then vigorously rammed it one after the other.

After 2 or 30 chisels, the arm will become sore, and the forehead will start to sweat, but you must not take off your clothes and hats.

In that case, when the biting northwest wind blows, it will at least be a severe cold.

If you can't work, you can change people, and people can't stop tools.

Use a shovel to clean up the crushed ice chiseled out of the ice hole, and then continue digging.

The ice layer was nearly three feet long, and it took more than half an hour to chisel. Everyone seemed to have a steamer on their heads, steaming white.

One dollar and fifty cents a day is not easy to earn.

With a slamming sound, the ice layer was finally pierced, and the lake water under the ice surface gushed out from the ice hole under great pressure.

Everyone is experienced, and they have scattered around a long time ago, otherwise, the soles of the shoes will be soaked with water and will freeze directly to the ice.

As the lake water gushed out, there were more than a dozen small fish, all of which were Jiangbaiyu and crucian carp and melon shells.

When the water on the ice surface was frozen, everyone continued to chisel the ice, expanding the ice hole, and the network port was disconnected here.

There are four groups in total, digging at the same time. On the ice surface, every few feet away, it is necessary to dig a hole in the ice. These do not need to be too large, as long as the iron hook can be inserted into it, and the wooden pole that travels underwater is done.

It was the first time that Liu Qingshan participated in such a large-scale winter capture, so it felt very novel.

I saw the old man Wu connected the long wooden pole to the fishing net, and put the pole into the net first.

The pole was more than thirty feet long, and it just stretched out near the mouth of the next ice cave.

Here, someone pulled the wooden pole with an iron hook, and moved to the next ice hole little by little, driving the fishing net and entering the water little by little.

This wooden pole is equivalent to a needle for sewing clothes. The fishing net is the thread. These ice holes play the role of threading the needle, pulling the fishing net and walking underwater.

It has to be said that the wisdom of the working people is indeed infinite. In the ice and snow, they can even come up with this kind of fishing method.

It is said that these methods have been passed down for thousands of years. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, when this place was still called Mole, the history books have already recorded: walking on wood, chiseling ice to catch,

The so-called walking on a tree is actually a sledge.

When the tens of meters of fishing nets all entered the water, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, gathered together to smoke a cigarette and rest a little.

In theory, as long as there are enough holes in the ice, the net can travel all the way under the water, and the more big fish will enter the net.

But the work of digging ice caves is too hard, and the season is short, and it will get dark at four or five in the afternoon, so we must hurry up.

When the fishing net traveled more than 100 meters underwater, it gradually approached the net outlet, and a large ice hole was dug here as a fish outlet.

In addition, a large winch was erected, pulled by three horses, and circled on the ice, using the winch to drag the fishing net out of the water little by little.

So not only have to hire people, but also hire horses.

A net of fish, many tens of thousands of catties, cannot be dragged by manpower.

At this time, not many people will be used, mainly relying on horsepower, so the rest of the idlers will walk there, and Yu will start with them earlier.

Of course, Liu Qingshan wanted to follow him. When he looked over there, most of the fishing nets had already been pulled up. At this time, no fish would be caught, and the fish would gather at the bottom of the net.

Feeling that the atmosphere here seemed a little dignified, Yu stared at the three horses pulling the winch, in a daze.

He is an expert, and he faintly felt that the horses were pulled a little too easily today.

This proves that the underwater net is relatively light, I am afraid that the harvest inside will not be too big?

Fish out!

Accompanied by a loud roar, a big fat-headed fish was dragged out of the water in the fishing net.

Not bad.

Everyone complimented, and then saw a scene that shocked them: the entire fishing net was dragged out, and there were only a dozen or so fish at the bottom of the net, which seemed to be less than 100 catties.

The dozen or so fish continued to be dragged on the ice and slid toward the winch. Everyone was so stunned that they forgot to shout Yu.

How could this be?

A lifetime of fame, ruined in one fell swoop!

When Yu turned his head, he felt his legs soften, and the spirit in his entire body seemed to be evacuated in an instant, and he sat on the ground with a thud.

The layer of water on the ground was brought up along with the fishing net just now. The water was ice, so it was very smooth.

There, it seems to be an abyss...