Qingshui River is only more than three meters wide and only two or three meters deep. How can such a small river raise big fish? If you want to catch real big fish, you may have to go to the Ba River or Wei River.

Fortunately, although the flow of Qingshui River is not large, it has not experienced too much fishing and has a relatively abundant resource of fish and shrimp. After putting Zhang Ran and his friends in the river, they have gained more or less after a night.

After counting all six fish cages and the two baskets Zhang Ran modified earlier, they collected more than ten large and small fish and a few shrimps.

Afterwards, Zhang Ran and the others killed a few fish by the river, cleaned them up and put them on a straw rope. The fish's internal organs were used as new bait and put them back in the cage.

After sinking the fish cages that had been reloaded with bait into the river one by one, the two of them left with a fish cage that had been loaded with fish.

When we returned to Sankui's house, it was already the hour. At this moment, Sankui's parents had already had breakfast and went to work in the fields.

Sankui's family has more than 100 acres of land. Since the two brothers were not at home all year round, almost all of this 100 acres of land were cultivated by Sankui and others. Although Zhang Meng and his wife were in their prime, it was not easy to cultivate more than 100 acres of land. Therefore, basically, the couple spent most of the year working in the fields.

Seeing Zhang Ran and the others coming back with fish cages, Zhang Cui'er hurriedly stepped forward to help, found a water tank with them, poured the alive fish and shrimp into the water tank and temporarily raised it. Then, she went to the kitchen and arranged to warm up the food for the two of them, and was so busy that she couldn't get through it.

After eating a large bowl of corn cooked by Cui'er at Sankui's house, Zhang Ran, as usual, carried a basket on his back, brought enough tools, and went into the mountain with Sankui.

When he arrived at the bamboo forest in the mountains, Zhang Ran threw all the efforts of cutting bamboo to Sankui. He himself took a hemp rope and a hoe to the forest next to him to check the hunting traps left yesterday...

With some expectations and anxiety, Zhang Ran stepped to another hill where the trap was placed, and started to check the nearest rope trap.

One, two, three…

After checking seven or eight rope covers along the way, Zhang Ran still found nothing. These rope covers were either not triggered at all, or they were broken by prey, and some even the hemp rope was torn off, leaving only half of the hemp rope and Mu Chun who was deeply tied in the soil. It seemed to be mocking Zhang Ran's incompetence...

"Sure enough, these hemp ropes are still not strong enough and cannot be compared with the ropes of later generations. It seems that I am still too presumptuous!"

Zhang Ran sighed deeply, and his mood immediately became a little bad. From the initial expectation, it gradually turned into disappointment and helplessness. Fortunately, this blow was nothing to Zhang Ran. Although there was no gain, Zhang Ran still patiently repaired the damaged traps with the hemp rope he carried with him.

In order to avoid the hemp rope being broken again, Zhang Ran spent some time to increase and thicken each rope cover to ensure that such situations would not happen again. Although thickening the rope may be detected by prey and affect the capture efficiency, Zhang Ran could not take care of it at this moment.

Most of the traps were lost, and Zhang Ran actually had no hope for the rope trap he had arranged. Just when Zhang Ran was about to despair, the surprise happened inadvertently.

When Zhang Ran walked to the eleventh trap, he suddenly saw something moving in the grass in the distance! It seemed that an animal was struggling!

"Catch something!"

A trace of enlightenment flashed through my mind, Zhang Ran took a sudden step and ran forward "thump" and rushed to the prey after a few breaths.

After pulling open the grass, a little guy with a gray fur, more than 30 centimeters in length, looked like a mouse, was struggling in the grass with a circle of hemp rope around his neck, which was obviously trapped.

When the little thing saw Zhang Ran appear, he became even more frightened and uneasy. His eyes, as big as mung beans, looked at Zhang Ran in horror, his head and abdomen tightened, and he struggled and crawled back restlessly, making a "grizz..." scream.

"What is this? Volley? No, Volley is not that big, this is... Bamboo Rat!"

After recognizing that the guy in front of him was a bamboo rat, Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel excited. The bamboo rat is big and has a lot of meat, delicious and nutritious, and is a rare delicacy. Taking it back to stew the meat is definitely an excellent choice.

"It's a blessing!"

Zhang Ran suddenly waved his hoe and smashed it hard at the bamboo rat. After a "bang", the bamboo rat died on the spot and his struggle stopped instantly.

Looking at the bamboo rat whose head was smashed, Zhang Ran immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and untied the rope cover, and carried the bamboo rat in his hand.

Zhang Rank did not forget that bamboo rats grew up eating bamboo, and their teeth were sharp. Although they looked not too big, they could definitely bite off human fingers in one bite. Zhang Ran didn't dare to catch this wild bamboo rat with bare hands when it was still alive.

"But this guy's teeth are so sharp, why didn't he bit the rope off?"

Zhang Ran thought about it and guessed that the bamboo rat was probably just falling into a trap, and was in a panic all day long. After being frightened, the animal's instinct made it struggle only, but he didn't expect to bite the rope and break free. If he waited for another hour, this guy would definitely bite the rope and escape after the initial panic stage.

"I'm lucky to come early, otherwise this guy might have escaped!" Thinking of this, Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude.

"Good guy, this bamboo rat is at least more than three pounds! It seems that today's dinner is over!"

After stumbled the bamboo rat in his hand, he couldn't help but grin and laughed out loud. A hundred kinds of bamboo rats' deaths appeared in his mind... Bah, it's a way to eat.

With the unexpected gain of bamboo rat, Zhang Ran's mood suddenly improved a little. At the same time, he also realized that the rope covers and traps he had placed were not useless, and he was just unlucky before.

Putting the dead bamboo rat into the basket behind him, Zhang Ran made another rope cover and arranged it nearby. Then he took the hoe and continued to head towards the direction of another trap that had not been inspected.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Ran walked around the surrounding hills, checked all the traps, and found a hare crushed by a stone in the rock-falling trap, three smaller field mice.

Then, a living pheasant was accidentally found in the only few bird traps.
Chapter completed!