141: Turtle Explosion Barrel

Boss thought it was right; if they delivered goods to customers' doors like this, other competitors would soon find out.

At that time, it was highly likely that someone else would get there first.

If he went to pick up the goods himself, he could avoid such things as much as possible.

Although it couldn't be completely prevented, it could at least be delayed.

He immediately agreed that he would come to purchase in the future, and to ensure the vitality of the soft-shelled turtles, he could call him when he had about ten catties.

After all, it wouldn't be worth the trip for just a few catties.

When Boss Ding learned that Yang Qi had a fishing boat by the sea, he was also very impressed.

Unfortunately, their restaurant wasn't good at cooking seafood; otherwise, he would definitely buy from Yang Qi.

The group politely declined Boss Ding's invitation to stay for lunch and left the restaurant.

They started searching the county town streets, looking for a fishing tackle shop to buy soft-shelled turtle fishing rod holders.

Yang Qi also gave Uncle 14,500 yuan from the money they made selling soft-shelled turtles today.

"Xiao Qi, that's several hundred more!" Uncle reminded him.

"I know, the extra is for buying rod holders," Yang Qi smiled.

Uncle shook his head and didn't say anything more.

He had originally said that he would pay for the rod holders.

"Xiao Qi, let me and your Eldest Uncle pay for the rod holders!" Second Uncle said.

"This time, Uncle will buy them.

If it's not enough later, you can add more yourselves.

Otherwise, you can buy the pig liver."

Yang Qi suggested.

The three of them walked around for a while before they managed to buy 120 rod holders.

That's enough, they'll make do with what they have!

They also bought two headlamps and some nets.

The three then went to buy a few pages of pig liver.

Pigs nowadays are fed with feed from farms, and their pig liver has completely lost its original rich aroma.

Nobody buys it to eat anymore, so it's very cheap, only 7 yuan per catty.

Back home, they first prepared the pig liver, then the group started discussing the routes.

Finally, they decided that Eldest Uncle, Uncle, and Yang Dad would be in one group, riding a tricycle.

Yang Qi and Second Uncle would each ride an electric bike.

They set off in the evening, going to the farthest reservoir to set up the rod holders.

With about sixty soft-shelled turtle hooks, two people quickly got it done.

By the time they returned home, Eldest Uncle and his group had also returned, and the family began to eat, chatting and laughing.

Grandpa and Grandma were also very happy to see the family enjoying themselves.

The group decided to wait four or five hours before going to collect the soft-shelled turtles.

They couldn't wait until tomorrow morning; if they died, it wouldn't be worth it.

Uncle suggested that in the future, when going out to set and collect soft-shelled turtle hooks, they must wear rain boots, in case there were snakes.

Now, Yang Qi and his father didn't have rain boots, so Yang Dad didn't go out.

Yang Qi could only cautiously follow behind Second Uncle, carrying a bucket and several nets, and holding a pole to constantly tap the nearby bushes.

By the time they had collected all the soft-shelled turtle hooks and returned to the car, their clothes were completely wet, more than half of it due to nervousness.

They harvested a total of 35 soft-shelled turtles, the largest one weighing over 4 catties to 5 catties, almost as big as a washbasin.

A truly large soft-shelled turtle, it was kept alone in a net, enjoying a single room.

Basically, all soft-shelled turtles were put into nets, either three to five in one bag, or six to seven in another.

The bucket contained a few soft-shelled turtles and three large snakeheads.

By the time Yang Qi cautiously followed Second Uncle back to the car, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

When they returned home, Eldest Uncle and his group hadn't come back yet.

Even though they were in nets, more than thirty soft-shelled turtles were impressive enough.

Three large snakeheads, each weighing over three catties, made Yang Dad drool.

He immediately suggested making boiled fish for a late-night snack.

This suggestion was immediately supported by Grandpa and the others.

Eldest Aunt then took the three large snakeheads and began to prepare them.

By the time Eldest Uncle and his companion returned, they also brought back 32 soft-shelled turtles, a truly bountiful harvest!

Yang Qi finally suggested that in the future, with just Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle, it would be better not to separate.

Two people could look out for each other, and safety comes first in the wilderness.

One person is too inconvenient, especially at night, it's too damn scary.

They should buy more nets in the future.

These things are cheap, but they are really useful; no need to worry about soft-shelled turtles running around or biting people.

He immediately ordered five hundred nets online.

In the future, if they weren't enough, he would let them buy their own.

Indeed, after being weighed at Boss Ding's place, they could still be taken back.

Soon, the boiled fish was ready.

The family gathered around two large basins of oily, fragrant boiled fish slices and began to enjoy the delicious food.

Yang Qi hadn't eaten such authentic boiled fish in a long time.

He always felt that the chili peppers from his hometown were more flavorful, and he definitely had to bring some dried chili peppers back this time.

After the late-night snack, Yang Qi returned to his room to chat with Bai Xue on the phone.

He learned that it was still windy and rainy there, and it was expected to last at least two more days.

She told him to stay in his hometown and spend time with Grandpa and Grandma.

Yang Qi also shared the interesting stories of fishing for soft-shelled turtles with her.

Before he could hang up, Zhang Jun's call came in.

Yang Qi had to say goodbye to Bai Xue.

"Hello, Brother Jun!"

"You've been back in your hometown for a few days, aren't you back yet?" Zhang Jun asked.

"Not yet! The typhoon isn't over yet, is it? I'm fishing for soft-shelled turtles in my hometown!"

Yang Qi said, "Wild large soft-shelled turtles!"

"You can still catch wild soft-shelled turtles there? How's the harvest?"

Zhang Jun said, somewhat doubtfully.

"Hehehe! Brother Jun, please remove the 'ma' (question particle).

Today, my uncles and I caught a total of 67 wild soft-shelled turtles, and three large snakeheads weighing three to four catties each."

Yang Qi chuckled triumphantly.

"Ah! Is it really that many? That must be amazing!"

Zhang Jun immediately became interested when he heard this.

"Awesome, absolutely awesome! Let me tell you!

There are still many large grass carp in the reservoir here."

"The kind that weighs fifty or sixty catties, and also the local specialty, small yellow cattle, their taste is especially fragrant."

"Ah! Fifty or sixty catty grass carp? I've only seen them in short videos."

Zhang Jun felt a bit restless.

"Hurry up, send me your location, I'll come to find you.

I want to fish for soft-shelled turtles and large grass carp."

"Hahaha, when you come, bring a few more rods.

I didn't bring any back this time.

When you arrive, my brother, I'll take you to show off and fly!"

Yang Qi had long wanted to catch those big grass carp, but he lacked the equipment.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered buying one locally, but he felt it would be a bit of a waste.

After all, it wouldn't be used for going out to sea.

He had originally planned to bring his gear to tackle them whenever he returned next time.

Now, hearing that Zhang Jun wanted to come and play, he asked him to bring his fishing gear, and they would go after the big grass carp together.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qi immediately fell asleep.

Now, Zhang Jun couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned, and even with his eyes closed, his mind was filled with scenes of himself catching and fighting with big grass carp.

His ears were filled with the sound of the big grass carp escaping, and the "woo woo woo" sound of the fishing line cutting through the water.

He then flipped out of bed, thought for a moment, and started to pick up the phone and make a call.

"Hello, A-Yao! What are you doing?"

"Hello, Brother Jun! I'm sleeping.

What else could I be doing so late? What's going on with you?"

Liu Yao's voice came from the other end of the phone, full of resentment.

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