Three fish baskets filled with fish were unloaded from the boat, attracting the attention of all the fishermen, especially when the most eye-catching spotted fish appeared, which caused a small range of discussion. "Whose boat is this? Did they encounter a school of fish? What good luck! Oh, there is also a spotted fish!" "I don't know him, it looks familiar. There are only a few famous and well-known players at the port. This boat doesn't look like it?" "Isn't this the small sampan of A Shui's family? That bald guy insisted on changing it." "Who is A Shui?" "You forgot, the kid from Liang Dajiang's family, the handsome one." "Is he still alive? Isn't he an orphan? The last time I saw him borrowing food, he was driven out." "Shh, he is alive and well, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hearing this, the fishermen present were a little surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect that an orphan could survive on his own. It was really rare. "Pah, pah, pah, he's also a poor kid, but fortunately he looks like he can support himself, it's not easy."
"I'm afraid our port will have another good one! It's a pity that he's not my kid, he has no future." The fishermen sighed for a while, envied and talked a few words, and when they saw the fish basket being moved into the fish pen shop, they left one after another. It's hard for an orphan to survive. Although it's rare for them to survive alone, it's none of their business after all. They're just joining in the fun. Could they have a great future? On the other side, Lin Baosong weighed the fish and calculated: "Including the spotted head, the total is 132 coins. How about 135 coins?" "Give me one coin of broken silver and ten coins." "One coin of broken silver?" Lin Songbao fell into thought. In recent years, prices have been stable. The official price given is that one tael of silver can be exchanged for about a thousand copper coins, but silver is value-preserving. One thousand copper coins definitely cannot be exchanged for one tael of silver. One thousand and one or two will be enough. One hundred and thirty-five coins for one coin of broken silver is a small profit. Thinking of this, Lin Songbao agreed and took back the string of copper coins he had touched, exchanging it for one piece of broken silver plus ten copper coins. "Keep it." "Yes." After leaving the fish shop, Liang Qu went to the foot shop to eat as usual, still eating the same three things, thinking while eating. "I already have two taels and three coins, and I still need four taels and seven coins to make enough money to go to the martial arts school. If I can save a hundred coins every day, it will only take two months, but it's too conspicuous. I have to go through a process of improvement to do it." With the help of the fat catfish, Liang Qu's daily catch is higher than that of ordinary fishermen, but he only made thirty coins a day a few days ago. It's too weird to suddenly increase it, and it takes some time to adapt. As for why he suddenly sold more than a hundred coins today, who doesn't have a lucky chance to encounter a school of fish? Just like catching yellow croaker, it doesn't matter once or twice, but after many times, you need a suitable excuse. "In addition, we have to pay taxes in late autumn. Tax money is also a problem. Two months is not enough. If you can't pay the taxes, you will be arrested and forced to do labor. Damn it, this feudal society is damned." Liang Qu has a clear plan for his future. He must learn martial arts. Not only did he come here to see how big the world is, but also because there is a Zhao Mansion hanging over his head. Damn old bitch, it's like a sword of Damocles. Liang Qu resentfully cleaned up the last bite of rice, paid the bill, went home, and lay down on the bed. "It would be great if I could catch a precious fish like the tiger head grouper." He thought of a five-jin tiger head grouper that someone caught at the next pier last month. It was taken away by a martial artist at the market and sold for a sky-high price of three taels and five cents of silver. This kind of fish has a miraculous effect on training the body. One fish can save a martial artist more than a month of hard work. It may be more precious than the precious lotus root he found. Just when Liang Qu was thinking whether to take the time to let the catfish find it, there was a sudden noise outside the house, but it soon stopped. "Hey, someone is quarreling again..." It is the same in small places.
If a family quarrels loudly, the neighbors will hear it clearly. Liang Qu thought that when he has money in the future, he must buy a big yard, ten in and ten out, and get ten beautiful maids, all of whom are thin waisted and long legs, white skin and beautiful face, holding tea and inviting tea in a coquettish voice, and also live the life of a master. "Bang, bang bang." The knock on the door interrupted his fantasy, and Liang Qu got up in surprise. Could it be Zheng Xiang again? "Who is it?" "Me." The visitor was a bit of nonsense literature, but Liang Qu hurriedly got up to open the door. He remembered this voice too well and couldn't forget it. When Liang Qu opened the door, he saw Chen Qingjiang stuffing a small cloth bag into his hand with a dark face, turning around and leaving without saying a word. "Uncle Chen! What?"
Liang Qu didn't catch up with him, and the figure had already gone home. He had to open the bag and was surprised to find that it was actually rice, and there was quite a lot of it.
In an instant, he understood everything.
In order to make more money, Uncle Chen had to walk more than ten miles to the town to sell fish every day. He was also a loyal person. I'm afraid he didn't know that he had the ability to support himself, and just thought that his life was still difficult.
"This... is unnecessary."
Liang Qu sighed, and he dared not forget the kindness of a piece of cake.
Without that piece of cake, he might have starved to death at home a long time ago, but because he had to pay silver money for martial arts and autumn taxes, he never had time to do anything.
Presumably, the dispute just now was between Uncle Chen and his wife?
Liang Qu was very ashamed.
After Chen Qingjiang delivered the rice and returned home, the atmosphere at home was still silent. My wife, Adi, was sitting in the corner sulking alone, not even looking at her husband, just arranging threads and sending rice. If it was normal, she would not refuse, but her youngest son was ill a few days ago. After being cured, my savings are gone, and I still have to pay taxes in the future. That’s three people’s taxes!
Isn't this just trying to make someone look fat? For a moment, the two of them were relatively speechless. The candlelight flickered inside the room, illuminating the walls in a dark red color. After a long time, Chen Qingjiang stood up suddenly. The candle flame was suppressed by the wind pressure, shaking A Di almost to the point of pricking her hand. She raised her head angrily, but unexpectedly her body suddenly became lighter. Adi was confused and extremely embarrassed: "What are you going to do again?" Chen Qingjiang hugged his wife, lowered his head and blew out the candles, saying in a loud voice: "Sleep!" "The eldest baby and the second baby are sleeping!" "Two little pigs, what are you afraid of?" Adi's mind went blank, her face flushed, and she was not as angry as before. This is how you should deal with women. ... At the door, hearing the noise coming from inside the house, Liang Qu retracted his hand from trying to knock on the door, looking embarrassed. I thought it would be bad for the couple to quarrel over themselves, so I wanted to come to apologize, but I encountered something embarrassing like this. Carrying the rice bag in his hand, Liang Qu could only take it home and wait until later. ... For the next half month, Liang Qu spent time selling fish at the port, gradually beginning to increase the value of his daily fish catch. It gradually increased from 40 texts to 80 texts, focusing on the character of a young and promising fishing expert. The daily income of an ordinary fisherman is about sixty or seventy cents, an experienced and mature fisherman like Chen Qingjiang can earn eighty cents, and some good fishermen can earn up to one hundred cents. Liang Qu was able to achieve this level at the age of fifteen or sixteen, which was obviously quite powerful, and he was quite famous in the port for a while. Everyone was surprised that an orphan could do so much. What was even more unexpected was that in addition to earning the envy and jealousy of other fishermen, Liang Qu also unexpectedly gained the favor of a matchmaker... "I told you that I have no plans to get married for the time being." Liang Qu quickly untied the rope and set up a boat to escape in the face of the matchmaker's disappointed eyes. The back view seemed to be in a hurry. The fishermen on the shore thought it was Liang Qu who was shy and laughed at him one after another. "Don't make it difficult for Ah Shui, he is still a baby!" "I'm afraid I still don't understand how good women are!" "It's a pity. Why don't you introduce it to me?" "You old bachelor, get out of here!"
Liang Qu never expected that after he showed his "fishing talent" on the pier, he would become popular in the dating market. He was relieved when he rowed until he could no longer see the pier. When he reached the lotus root waters, he slapped the water with his paddle. The huge Pig Dragon slowly emerged from the water. When it saw the boat, it flicked its tail and placed a pair of paws on the edge of the boat. Seeing no one around, Liang Qu took the fishing net and the pig urine bubble filled with air and dived into the water. One person and one animal were looking for Ah Fei's figure in the water. Liang Qu's daily limit of fish catch was about 150 cash, but he could only get 80 cash on the table, so he spent the rest of his time looking for treasure fish, especially fat catfish. But the treasure fish was hard to find, and it went undiscovered for several days, until news came from Ah Fei's spiritual connection that the treasure fish had been found!