Chapter 276: The true value of fine-scaled fish, Old Turtle published in the newspaper
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.
Life in the countryside is still peaceful and comfortable.
But there is already a lively atmosphere in the city.
On Sunday, the spacious streets were busy with traffic. The honking of cars and motorcycles kept ringing, intertwined with the announcements from the electric horns and the hawking of various commodities, making it extremely noisy. .
The aroma of freshly baked rice, meat, snacks and mooncakes floats in the air, teasing people's tastes.
The department store on the street corner is crowded with people, and there are long queues. Everyone is preparing for the festival.
Liang Yuemin and Liu Yinhuan were not busy today, so they took the little fat boy out for shopping.
I just came out of the park and saw the excitement here, so I walked this way. But halfway through, the little fat man who was jumping all the way suddenly stopped in front of a newsstand.
In addition to selling newspapers, storybooks, etc., the newsstands at this time also sold soda, snacks and toys.
When the little fat boy saw the fun toy, he squatted in front of the newsstand and started playing with it.
Unexpectedly, after just a few pulls, the little fat man suddenly stopped.
Then he opened his eyes wide in surprise, turned to Liang Yuemin, waved his little hands eagerly, and said in an excited voice: "Mom, Dad, come here quickly, I see uncle, I see uncle , It’s in the newspaper.”
Liang Yuemin and the two were a little confused when they heard it. They came over and saw that Chen Ling was really in the newspaper.
The news in this newspaper is not other news.
It was news about giant turtles and water monsters appearing in Chenwangzhuang Reservoir in Lingyun County.
There are many pictures in the newspaper. Among them, there is a picture of two Chen Ling standing on the edge of the reservoir, pointing in a direction in the reservoir to introduce the reporter. It is adjacent to the layout of a huge old turtle photo. It is a more conspicuous position.
So the little fat man recognized it at a glance.
"It turns out that this news report came out, what did I think?"
Liang Yuemin picked up a newspaper and took a look at it, and then said to Liu Yinhuan with a smile: "You still Don’t tell me, Fugui is quite photogenic.”
"Well, Fugui and Susu are both good-looking, and both look good in photos."
Liu Yinhuan nodded, and then took out the money to buy a newspaper.
The owner of the newsstand, listening to the conversation of the three of them, not only asked curiously: "Do you know the person in this newspaper?"
"Yes, this person is me. Brother." Liang Yuemin smiled.
When the newsstand owner heard this, he quickly asked: "Then what is written in the news about such a big old turtle is true or false?"
"Of course it's true!"
The little fat man saw that he didn't believe it, so he hurriedly answered. Then he opened his arms wide and gestured hard: "The old turtle is so big, no, No, it’s much bigger than this. When we went to my uncle’s house to play, there were many people watching them. They even fed them meat. They were really powerful. My uncle also said there were some animals in the reservoir. The monster was driven away by the old turtle with his soldiers and crabs, just like in Journey to the West. "
The little fat man had limited expressive ability and spoke incoherently, leaving the newsstand owner stunned.
“Here, this thing actually exists here? Then this place is a bit scary. It can raise such a big turtle. What kind of monsters are there in the water? What if it eats people... ..."
When the little fat man heard what he said, he immediately argued: "If you don't eat people, how can you eat people? It's so much fun at uncle's house. Besides, even if monsters eat people, uncle's house still has There are dogs and cows to fight monsters..."
"Xiao Ming, you are talking nonsense again."
The little fat man said angrily. Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Liang Yuemin and Liu Yinhuan grabbed their arms and pulled him away.
The newsstand owner was left alone, holding the newspaper and frowning as he read.
“Such a big tortoise, isn’t he a monster?”
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Chen Wangzhuang's "giant turtle" appeared in the newspaper, and the title also had the terrifying words "Millennium Turtle" and other words.
At the same time, Chen Ling in the newspaper was also seen by people who were familiar with him and those who were not familiar with him. That night, the provincial and city stations also broadcast relevant detailed news reports.
This is a not too long special column, about twenty minutes.
In addition to Chen Ling, the conversations between Wang Lishan and some villagers on the dam were also recorded.
The photographer has good shooting skills, perfectly showing the beauty of Chenwangzhuang’s landscape and scenery. Even Chen Ling’s farm and orchard were on TV. Heiwa Xiaojin, Xiaojin The white cows all followed the scenery.
As for the main character, the reservoir giant turtle, its true face has also been completely revealed to the public.
While the audience was shocked and curious, they were also attracted by the beautiful landscape. Those with channels and connections contacted acquaintances at the TV station to ask for relevant information.
After that, not only the reporters who went to the village to interview, but also Liu Yinhuan were called and inquired by various friends.
This is especially true for Zhao Dahai, Professor Han and others.
This means that the current transportation is extremely inconvenient.
Not to mention that every village is connected, not even a highway has been built.
Otherwise, there would be no point in asking around.
I found him directly.
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Chen Ling naturally had no way of knowing about the excitement outside.
At this time, he took advantage of the warm afternoon sunshine and went up the mountain with a bucket to catch fish.
The autumn mountain breeze blew by, and Chen Ling crossed the clear stream to look for the elf Qinling fine salmon in the stream.
For ordinary people, this is not a simple job.
Last time, when the farm was newly built in the spring, I, Zhao Dahai, Shan Mao and others came here to catch fine salmon.
While fishing, I was looking for fish schools. It took more than two days in total to catch just a few fish.
Chen Ling's own words are quite simple.
Find a place where the fine-scaled salmon gather, pour some spiritual water, lure them all over, and collect them directly into the cave to finish.
But he came up the mountain today not to catch fish.
Saying he was fishing was an excuse for his family. In fact, he went up the mountain to release fish.
Find several mountain streams where the salmon live, and put the salmon from the cave into them.
The purpose is also simple.
There are too many fine-scale salmon fry in the cave sky, and the number is huge.
Putting it in mountain streams can help expand the population of slender salmon in the local mountains and improve their genes.
In the future, even if a professional discovers that the salmon he raises is excellent and wants to catch some wild salmon from the mountains for comparison, it won’t matter.
The reason for doing this is that Chen Ling is more interested in salmon than selling wine.
He himself also likes this gadget.
Be willing to spend a little more effort.
You can make money while playing at the same time, which is pretty good.
Don’t look down upon this salmon.
Truthfully speaking, it is much more expensive than ordinary betta fish.
According to Han Ninggui, in the late 1980s, this item cost two yuan per pound.
In the 1980s, it cost two yuan a pound.
Country people must be shocked to hear it.
This fish was sold at a sky-high price.
But in fact, this fine-scaled salmon, also known as fine-scaled fish, is different from ordinary fish.
They are not comparable to ordinary fish.
Ordinary fish has a light taste and a strong fishy smell. If you are reluctant to add oil, the fish will not taste good.
The fine-scaled fish is different.
This stuff tastes delicious and has no fishy smell.
You can simply make a pot of fish soup and sprinkle some salt.
The taste is also extremely good and delicious.
So this thing is expensive for its own reason.
However, although the salmon is expensive, it would be a big mistake to think that you can make a fortune by raising it.
The reason is that this thing is a cold water fish.
Cold water fish grow slowly and are extremely small.
At two yuan a pound, a fine salmon can't be sold for much.
Furthermore, breeding has many disadvantages, not to mention that it grows slowly, and the taste of the fish produced is not as good as the fish in the wild.
It is because once this fish is cultured, without the wild environment, it cannot live against the rapids, and it will not be able to develop its unique meat quality.
What’s more, this fish is rarely seen in the wild and its origin is extremely rare. Therefore, no matter how expensive this fish is, it is difficult for ordinary people to make a fortune from it.
To put it bluntly, raising such fish is like growing ginseng, with slow results and little harvest.
Just like that ginseng, it wants to grow into the thickness of two fingers.
It takes about six years to grow.
If you plant a lot and sell tons of them, that’s okay. If you go out in large numbers, you can make money.
But six years is not a short time. No one can say what will happen during this period, and you have to bear a lot of risks.
The same goes for this thin-scaled fish.
Difficult to raise, difficult to manage, slow to grow meat, with varying quality and varying prices, and breeding is also risky.
This is also the reason why many places know that the fine-scaled fish is expensive, but no one keeps it.
Since then.
Naturally, the salmon raised by Chen Ling are precious.
It actually tastes better than the wild food.
So Feng Yi’s desire to buy all the mustaches was not just an impulse.
He really saw how good this fish was and how precious it was.
As for betta fish.
On the contrary, he bought it as an ornamental fish for viewing.
I also saw that the fish on Chen Ling's side were more colorful and more fancy than ordinary betta fish, which seemed like a new species had appeared.
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Go up the mountain all the way, from the north mountain to the west ravine, go in the opposite direction, pass through the large maple trees, and come to the mountain lake.
At the Yamanaka Lake in the afternoon, under the sunlight, the lake surface sparkles, and groups of waterbirds fly up and down by the water, playing with each other, forming a picturesque and beautiful scenery.
The water birds here are also the birds that often visit the farm orchards. They go back and forth between the farm and the mountain lake. Chen Ling has seen them many times and doesn't take it to heart.
He came over with a bucket, looked around, and carefully searched for a place with fine salmon living along the lakeside. Finally, he found a deep stream in the southwest, where many of them lived.
This thing likes to swim everywhere. As the water level changes, the places where fish were caught in the spring are gone and they have all swam away.
After Chen Ling found a suitable place, he put his hand into the cool, clear stream and started releasing fish.
Follow his thoughts.
Where he reached out, small fish appeared out of thin air, scurrying around in the water with their heads and tails wagging.
Soon a dense school of fish was formed, swimming hard against the clear stream.
"Well, there are about five hundred tails, that's enough."
Chen Ling nodded, got up and carried the bucket to find the next stream.
While searching, release the fish.
Finally, about five hundred fine-scaled salmon fry were placed in each mountain stream, and then dozens of large fish were taken from the cave sky, put into buckets, and then wandered around in the mountains and forests.
Today I went up the mountain without taking the dog or the eagle with me. He carried the bucket by himself through the bamboo forest and followed the stream into the forest of the Western Mountain.
It is the beginning of the eighth lunar month, and various wild fruits in the mountains are ripening one after another.
The trees and wild vines are all covered with heavy fruits.
The weather was nice today, and there were many people going up the mountain. Before we had gone far, we heard someone talking in front of us.
Chen Ling walked over and took a look. It was Wang Lixian, Da Nier and Sinier, as well as Chen Fang and Chen Ze's family, standing among a bunch of vines, picking fruits.
"Hey, you guys are picking August fried rice here."
"It's wealth. It's different now that you're guarding the mountain. You dig into the mountain every day." Chen Ze said with a smile.
After he finished speaking, Chen Fang also asked with a smile: "What are you doing here?"
"Come and catch some fine-scaled fish."
"Oh, catch it Fish, I asked you to carry a bucket, but the thin-scaled fish on the mountain is so small, how can it be eaten in one pot by your family?”
Chen Fang shook his head.
While the adults were talking, the little kid from Chen Fang’s family ran over with two August bombs and handed them to Chen Ling: "Uncle, you eat."
"Haha, what a baby, really Be good.”
Chen Ling put down the bucket, hugged the little boy, took the August Fried, wiped it clean and shared one with him.
At this time, August Fried is ready to eat.
However, it is not fully mature yet and the fruit has not exploded.
This thing is dark green, about the size of the palm of your hand. The fruit is kidney-shaped and slightly curved. Every year in the eighth month of the lunar calendar, when it is ripe, it will explode from the back, and the hole will be quite big. big.
So it is commonly known as "August fried", and some also call it beef kidney based on its shape.
When cooked, it is very sweet and fragrant, and very delicious.
However, there are too many seeds here. When you eat the whole fruit, you can only suck two mouthfuls of juice or smack it into your mouth to taste it. You cannot enjoy it like apples and pears.
But it is very suitable for juice making.
"Have Fugui been caught in the past two days?" Wang Lixian asked at this time.
"I did, but my clip has been there for a long time. Not to mention the wild boar, other gadgets are not fooled."
Chen Ling smiled: "Xian Brother, are you coming to the mountains to make some wine?”
Wang Lixian came to pick wild grapes with a tong, while Chen Ze and the others came to beat pecans.
Chen Ling was wandering around in the mountains with them. He only had a short time to plant fish and flowers, and he was in no hurry to go down the mountain.
A few people were wandering around and chatting.
"If you want to find honeycombs, go to Nanshan Mountain to look for them. There are many of them over there. Otherwise, you can go deeper in the Xishan Mountains. There are also many wild bee nests. Basically, It’s all at a high place, so it’s very difficult to do it. You have to light a fire and smoke it.”
“Oh, that’s it. Then I’ll go to Nanshan for a walk tomorrow.”
While talking like this, few people paid attention to anything else.
Suddenly, a sharp cry of "Wow--" almost scared the human soul out.
The woman and the child were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled and their faces turned pale.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Chen Fang's husband, who was not familiar with the mountains and forests, asked in a panic.
Wang Lixian listened carefully to the direction of the sound, frowned and said, "I guess my clip caught something."
Chen Ling also said: "The sound sounds like a cat, especially if it traps mountain civets."
In the mountains, small things such as mountain civets and mice are caught, and it is the most useless trap. Yes, because the clamp cannot be used if it smells of blood, and the smell has to be removed again with cow dung, donkey dung or something like that.
“It’s hard to say.”
Wang Lixian shook his head: “Let’s go over and have a look.”
Then a few people walked to the sound The place from which it is issued.
But when I walked over, there was nothing left, and only the bloody half of the tail was left on the clip.
“Damn it, he ran away.”
Wang Lixian cursed secretly, bent down and took off the tail, held it in his hand and looked at it. This was a big deal.
The calm man suddenly widened his eyes.
Then he frowned more and more, turned around and handed it to Chen Ling and said, "There's something wrong with this tail. It looks like a leopard tail to me. Can you tell anything?"
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"Leopard tail?"
Chen Ling was stunned when he heard this, knowing that the leopard tail Wang Lixian mentioned was definitely not a native leopard, but a real leopard.
Taking it over and looking at it carefully, it did look like a leopard's tail. The tail of a native leopard, that is, a male clouded leopard, is this long, but they have seen a native leopard many times and their tails are not like this at all.
"No, the last time we saw a leopard here was six years ago. How many years have passed, doesn't it mean that there is no such thing?"
"Me neither Clearly, who can say for sure what happens in the mountains?”
Wang Lixian sighed and looked at Chen Ze, the women and children, who were a little frightened, and said no more.
Then, after slipping through several other traps, Wang Lixian suddenly cursed: "What a wild boar, are you making a camp this year?"
Chen Ling and the others left. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that these clamps were not in vain, but they were all small wild boar cubs. One of the clamps was actually carried away by the wild boar, leaving a trail of scarlet blood on the ground.
When Chen Ling saw this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Good boy, you are so energetic. You can run away even if your legs are pinched. This is a big pig, brother Xian." Let’s go up the mountain to chase it tomorrow. If we don’t chase it, we will lose a lot if such a big pig dies in the mountain.”
(End of this chapter)