"I see, there are quite a few turtles and turtles in the fishing catch you caught with the net. You picked them up and threw them back?" Fang Chang sat at the bow of the boat, pointed to the small net beside Zhou Fan, and asked with a smile.

Since I have just used it, this coarse cloth and hemp are made of materials, and the net that looks very sturdy is still full of fishing catches and cannot be carried out on the next net.

Compared to fish hooks, small nets are indeed not easy to catch large fish, which may be a matter of probability.

In this small net, the slightly larger fish have been put into the bottom cabin by Zhou Fan, which has a certain amount of fresh water stored there, which can ensure that they remain fresh when they go ashore or when they are placed on the chopping board in the boat.

The most left were various shrimps - the kind that Fang Chang had eaten on this boat yesterday - and some small fish mixed with algae and fine aquatic plants, such as ecliptic soil, bridge, mullet, white fish, sand tread, and a few scattered turtles and tortoises about inches, were moving slowly.

Hearing Fang Chang’s question, Zhou Fan said with a nod:

"Those who have no meat and cannot be eaten. Even if they grow up to be big, they are very troublesome to cook. No one will ask for it, and we won't even eat it ourselves."

Fang Chang smiled and said, "Then you can pick a small turtle and put it in half a basket with me. I will buy it at a price."

Zhou Fan paused on the fishing line with his hand, turned his head and said, "What do the guest want this to do? These are useless. It's too wasteful to spend money to buy them. I'll give it to you directly."

Standing slowly, Fang Chang walked to one side of the boat and looked at the river bank in the distance with his hands behind his back:

"There is a pool at my doorstep. The surrounding scenery is quite beautiful, but it's just that it's just recently completed. There are few creatures in it and it's too deserted."

"Just just saw the turtle in the net, I suddenly had some ideas. I simply bought some and put them in and raised them, which can add some color to the pool."

"Are you willing to help me with this?"

Zhou Fan imitated his father and bowed to his feet and said, "Of course I am happy to do it with just a little effort, and it's not a big deal. Just give it to the guests, and there is no need to make money."

Fang Chang turned his voice into majesty and said to the young man:

"I want to help you, just keep it. Learning to learn to read earlier will have a lot of benefits for myself and the world. Moreover, the principles I hold in my daily behavior are the first thing I can't easily get gifts from others without reason, and I hope I can understand them."

The two of them were a little scared by the aura and dared not refuse.

Fang Chang wanted to help this young man, but he liked it in his heart. It had nothing to do with morality or good customs. After all, he was a person outside the world. These secular world ties to him and he didn't even care much about the young man's thoughts.

He had to judge, he was a little bit self-righteous this time.

The boy started to do something. From every time he got from going to the net, he picked out the turtles and turtles and put them in a bamboo basket to save them.

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When he arrived at Xingqing Mansion, Zhou Fan kept going down the net, accumulated half a bamboo basket of small turtles, and handed them to Fang Chang for some money. Then, he followed his father Zhou Changru with satisfaction, drove the boat away from the dock, raised his sails and rode the wind, and walked up against the current.

The father and son simply gave the bamboo basket to Fang Chang.

He took the bamboo basket and hung it around his waist, which was quite symmetrical with the wine gourd one left and one right.

The scenery on Xingqing Mansion makes Fang Chang feel very familiar. Xingqing Mansion is slightly southwest compared to Huaifeng Mansion. The pier here is at the southernmost end of Xingqing Mansion, nearly a hundred miles away from Huaifeng Mansion, and only about one hundred and fifty miles to Yunzhong Mountain.

The same big river is called Dongxu River in Lianzhou, but here it is called Qingjiang.

The Baigou River, which originated from Yunzhong Mountain, eventually merged into this river, but the intersection point was further downstream.

Due to the convenient transportation, fish in the river can be transported directly to Huaifeng Mansion. Fang Chang remembered that he once came to Yuelaiju, Huaifeng Mansion, where he sold "Qingjiang Xiaokou Fish", which was one of the signature dishes of that restaurant.

However, compared with the signature dishes of Yuelaiju in Huaifeng Mansion, the aquatic products near the wharf are fresher and more variety.

Moreover, since this place is a key transportation place, people and tourists come and go, there are many cargo breeding, and there are very many residents. There are also water gates and land gates, all industries are prosperous, and the prosperity is not less than that of Xingqing Prefecture City, but there are no city walls.

Fang Chang had a meal mainly composed of fish, and wandered around the market at Shijindu to experience the cultural relics here.

Although they belong to Xingqing Prefecture, the habit here is rice, rice soup, fish, and even the staple food provided in the surrounding restaurants is mainly steamed rice, which is served in small wooden barrels and eaten casually.

But if you get around Xingqing Prefecture City, it will become mixed with rice and millet, and when you get to the foot of Yunzhong Mountain, it will become grain as the staple food, followed by pasta.

"Rice cake-! The best rice cake~!"

There were hawking sounds on both sides of the road, and the stall owners and even the guys in front of the shop were shouting one after another.

Although it is mainly about explaining the things they manage clearly, each company has chosen more interesting words, and some even have rhythm in order to attract more attention.

Compared with others, this rice cake stall has not been very good in shouting, but the queues in front are quite long.

Fang Chang went up to the auction team and bought a small piece. The rice cake stall was not in large quantities, only two plates, and it was cut and weighed and sold. However, the cake was very good in appearance and tasted very well as the surrounding evaluations, which attracted many people.

Rice cake is made of glutinous rice, but this Shijindu has too many people from south to north, so people call rice cakes slightly different. Some people call it chop cakes, and some call it date cakes.

Because this rice cake is made of glutinous rice, the soaked glutinous rice is spread layer by layer in a cage in a large pot, and then three or four layers of small dates from some specialty products in the north.

The dates are very sweet. When they are ripe, they can pull out the sugar shreds, so there is no need to add sugar to the glutinous rice, so the cake is sweet and delicious.

When selling, the stall owner uses a thin piece of wood to gently cut the cake, wrap it in yellow paper and weigh it, and then sell it to the customer. The sweet dates are like fillings, which match the fragrant glutinous rice with sticky mouths.

The only problem is that it is cooler in winter too quickly.

Chew the jujube pits and ate them slowly, Fang Chang cleaned his hands.

Next, he was going to find a car to Xingqing Prefecture City, and then headed eastward to Huaifeng Prefecture and return to the mountain.

I found someone at will and became famous for the carriage and horse tramway here, and Fang Chang was walking over there.

Suddenly, he saw a little boy standing by the road with a pair of bowls and chopsticks, looking at everyone anxiously, with a small package under his feet, and his expression was very strange.

Because of his outstanding memory, he felt that the boy looked familiar.

The practitioner's mentality of meddling in other people's business broke out. Fang Chang smiled and stepped forward and asked, "Brother, what are you waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, the little boy turned his head and looked at Fang Chang carefully. Seeing that it was not the person he was waiting for, he looked at him vigilantly and said, "It's not waiting for you."

While speaking, a middle-aged man in green cloth ran anxiously from the other side of the long street, looking nervous, constantly looking around both sides.

When his eyes swept to the little boy's feet, his eyes lit up.

So the middle-aged man ran a few steps, went to the front of Xiaotong and Fang Chang, and said with a little nervousness: "You two, please, I have just passed by here and lost a small package."
Chapter completed!