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As the palms slowly closed, the feeling in the palms became stronger and stronger!
Indeed there are fish! Be very careful now! Can't let it run away again.
It should be loach! And it is probably the maker of the bubbles I saw before!
The flexible body of the loach has rubbed against my palm and changed its direction several times back and forth. It should have realized that the danger is approaching, and the originally free body began to become anxious.
It is this time! Can't wait any longer! My palms are in a half-clasp state, with half an apple space left in the middle of my palms, and I quickly close them with lightning speed!
"Boom!"
"Papa papa!"
With the palms closed tightly, the loach was trapped between the palms, struggling non-stop, splashing the water stains on the body!
It's so lively!
Feeling the slippery feeling from between my palms, I immediately turned around and walked out of the cave with the loach in my hand.
This can't be delayed! Later, I might lose my grip on this cunning slime-laden creature!
When I got ashore, I quickly threw the loach out.
After drawing a graceful arc in the air, the loach with mucus fell into the empty field next to it.
"Grandma! Bring the bucket!" I hurriedly greeted the grandma who hadn't reacted yet.
Grandma walked over with the empty bucket in three steps.
"Oh, this loach is so big!" The surprised voice sounded instantly, and I am also very happy at the moment, this trophy is really good!
Among the weeds, the loach is still twisting its body crazily. There is not much greasy mucus left on its body, and it is covered with mud and dead grass.
With a length of nearly 20 centimeters, it is considered to be the biggest loach I have ever seen in this life!
Quickly pick it up and throw it into the bucket.
"At first I thought it was a catfish, but I didn't expect it to be such a big loach." I said to my grandma.
"This loach is easy, if there are a dozen or so, it will be even more comfortable!" Grandma's words made my happy mood instantly awkward.
Seemsthe only one!
I turned around and entered the bridge hole again, and continued to grope.
The area where the loach was hiding just now has been swept back and forth several times by me, but unfortunately there is no one! Should I just catch this unique treasure and go back?
"Is there still no Ren Tao? If you don't have anything to do, forget it. It's noon, and it's coming up soon. Let's go back and make dinner." Grandma reminded.
"There are no more fish, only this one just now." I said unwillingly.
Slowly move my body to the entrance of the cave, and it seems that it is noon when I look at the sky, but I always feel unwilling to leave at this time!
After working for a long time, I exhausted the water and got a fish!
It's not worth it!
But the facts are in front of you, what can you do if you don't leave? The water is almost dry, and there are really no fish left! Is it possible to dig three feet into the ground?
yes! Digging three feet!
Really impatient to eat hot tofu! I had a flash of inspiration and finally thought of a solution!
Since there are loaches that can survive here, it means that the soil here can support them to live! Why not dig it out?
Do it as soon as you think of it!
"Grandma, let me dig the mud here to see if there are any loaches! Pass me the hoe."
At my request, grandma handed over the hoe.
I took a hoe and dug up the grass on both sides of the bridge opening, exposing the water-soaked area below, which is convenient for deep digging later.
Put down the hoe and get started!
The hands are so naked and unprotected, digging directly into the mud!
Near the bridge hole, the soil became very soft due to being soaked in water, and the mud fell down with a light flick.
Layer by layer, remove the silt above, and dig deep.
Suddenly, I felt a slippery touch in the originally soft soil! And it's still moving!
There is something!
I dug more along the area just now, and dug out the thing I just touched in three or two strokes.
Good guy! It turned out to be an eel as thick as a little finger!
Field eels! This is much more expensive than loach gold!
The so-called water ginseng is worthless here! I usually don't bend down to grab it when I come across it! Unless it is a huge existence like today!
Field eels are different! How expensive eels are! Worth more than meat!
the"Eel! Grandma! Bring the bucket!" I hurriedly held the body of the eel, and while signaling to grandma, I drilled out of the hole.
Grandma squatted at the entrance of the bridge, and stretched out her hand to hand the bucket in front of me. I quickly threw the eel into the bucket for fear that it would escape.
This thing is not easy to grasp, it is more slippery than the body of a loach!
With the appearance of the first eel, I am more confident!
Continue along the area just dug, expand the excavation range, and bend down to dig again.
In less than two minutes, the index finger and middle finger had just inserted into the soil, and poked another sticky thing!
Another eel!
And it's bigger than the last one!
I quickly parted the surrounding soil, and I threw the eel, which was as thick as an index finger, into the bucket.
"Oh, this one is so big! There are so many eels hidden in the mud!" Grandma sighed, smiling while staring at the eels in the bucket, as if she had forgotten that she was about to go home and cook.
The third eel is out!
In less than two minutes, I pulled out another eel from the soil! This is incredible! There are so many eels in such a small area!
As I advanced, eels and loach were loaded into the bucket one by one.
"Hoo hoo ~ the last one!" Panting heavily, I threw the ninth eel into the bucket and ended the digging.
The soil on both sides of the bridge hole has been turned over by me with both hands! Further in, there is hard loess, and even the loach and eel have not been involved, so I will not dig any more.
After tidying up his trousers, he climbed ashore with difficulty. Just at this moment, the mud used to block the water in the upper reaches was washed away by the stagnant water, and a large amount of sewage quickly flowed into the bridge tunnel.
The sewage mixed with pig feces and pig urine exudes a pungent smell all the time.
When I started to operate at close range in the bridge hole, I didn't feel it. Now that I'm on the bridge, after I'm free, I feel sick and want to vomit.
There were already four or five onlookers standing on the bridge, all of whom seemed to be from this forest, and came to watch us helping fish and catching eels, and one of them seemed to know grandma.
If you want to keep a low profile in other people's territory, you have to leave quickly!
After making up his mind, there was a tower that answered the people around him, such as: How many have you caught? How many catties did you catch? Is there any catfish? Topics like that, put on the bucket, and left here quickly with grandma.
The nine eels in the bucket should be close to two catties, and the loach should be almost two catties. Today's harvest is not bad overall!
However, this kind of fish that lives in mud cannot be eaten directly.
After taking it home, raise it with clean water for a few days, and then use them to satisfy your gluttony! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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