As a fisherman, you must be full of guys, where to fish, although Hong Tao did not bring a full set of fishing gear when he went out this time, but there is still something prepared in his wallet, a ten-meter-long fishing line and a pack of No. 9 fishing hooks are his personal weapons, basically wherever he goes, no, he will use it now!

As for bait, who would buy commercial bait when fishing on the edge of a small river in the countryside! Just catch grasshoppers and dig earthworms, it doesn't matter if you don't have any of these, you can always pick a few maggots with a small wooden stick in the cow dung heap, and you can always catch a few big ants on the sandy land, right? None of these either! Then the place you are going is not in the countryside, but in the tundra of Greenland!

The small river next to the mound is very narrow, the width is less than 3 meters, the water is also very shallow and clear, there is a little big stone can expose the water surface half, this environment is really difficult for the flood, according to the domestic experience, there are at most a few small tigers or black fish or something in this kind of river, catch a small shrimp and make do, fishing is really hopeless.

But looking at the expectant eyes of the children, Hong Tao couldn't say that he wouldn't take them to play, and these children worked very hard to catch more than a dozen grasshoppers and other small insects, and even the little girl endured her fear and pinched a small beetle with her fingers.

"Come on, let's tie the hook first! Such...... Such...... Drag ...... Hey...... All right! Anyway, the language is not comprehensible, Hong Tao will not bother to make that effort, just coax a group of mutes and deaf people to play, talk to himself to tie the fishing line and the hook, and then replace the original two sets of broken things on the stick, one to the courageous little girl, the other to hold it himself, and then help her put a grasshopper on the hook and throw it into the river.

In fact, this is all nonsense, the river is too shallow, and the current speed is quite fast, the bait thrown down is floating on the water, and it rushes away every few seconds. I have to pull it back and throw it again. In addition, the river is too narrow, even if there are fish in the water, there is such a bunch of naughty children standing on the bank of the river, and the fish below have all run away, you see, there are actually stones thrown into the water!

After fishing for more than ten minutes, not a single fish was hooked, and there was no one to eat the bait at all, and those children were impatient to start cooing, and their eyes were not so adoring when they looked at Hong Tao.

"Nima. This is forcing me to make a big move! The name of our master cannot be lost in a small Italian village! Hong Tao was embarrassed to admit defeat in front of the child, so he had to sacrifice his ultimate move!

The easiest and most effective way to catch fish in such a ditch is not to fish or net, but to use stones and mud! Since the fish in the water don't give face and don't want to come up, then let's go down!

Hong Tao threw the fishing rod directly on the ground, and then pulled his trouser leg into the water with wading shoes, fished out a few large stones from the bottom of the water and began to build a dam. Those kids weren't stupid either. Seeing Hong Tao's movements, he knew what he was going to do, so the team that caught the insects was changed to a team that transported stones. A stone embankment raised above the water was completed, and the water could only flow out through the cracks in the stones where the dam was built.

The rest of the work is simple, open two small openings in the embankment at random, and then take off the t-shirt. The neckline and two cuffs are tied to death, and they are covered under the mouth of the running water, which is a net. Whatever comes out of this hole has to go into the net.

This is not yet complete, someone has to go to the river in the distance to shoot fish here, this work will be handed over to those children to do, three or five children holding hands, wading from dozens of meters away in the river to this side, Hong Tao and another little boy pouting in the water standing in the water with their clothes stretched out and waiting for the harvest.

Don't say it, there are quite a lot of hard goods in this small river, not only small fish and toads, but also salmon and catfish, one of the largest catfish is more than a foot long, and was driven desperate by those children, like breaking through from a small opening, and as a result, it got directly into Hong Tao's clothes.

After this trip, the small iron bucket suddenly became a concentration camp for prisoners, not only fish, but also a few freshwater crayfish with big tongs, that is, we often call crayfish, but unlike the Chinese crayfish, the body color of the crayfish here is a little bluer, and the proportion of the two large pincers is obviously larger, and the size is also larger.

The children did not care whether the fish were caught or caught, and they were happy if they had fish, until the shouts of their parents sounded on the mound, and the children reluctantly returned home with the buckets. The parents of the children were also very surprised to see the harvest in the small iron bucket, and even BB did not know most of the fish and the few crayfish, and did not know what he had done when he was a child.

Since this early morning fishing activity, Hong Tao has completely established a high reputation among this group of children, and in addition to sleeping and eating, he is always followed by a string of small dots, wherever he goes. Hong Tao did not dislike these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, under their guidance, not only swept the small river next to BB's house, but also harassed several similar small rivers nearby, in addition to all kinds of small fish and shrimp, but also provoked a group of children from several nearby families, and ran to BB's house without incident, everyone carried a small bucket in their hands, nominally to find the children of the BB family to play, in fact, Hong Tao was invited to harm the small river near their home.

"I said you're too poisonous, you've been training other children to harm small fish and shrimp since you were a child, you pat your ass and leave, people Italians will have to cry in a few years, and there are not even fish and insects left in the ditch!" Wang Jian complained a lot about Hong Tao's behavior, and directly buckled a big hat.

The pastoral life is very boring, every day with the children crazy for a while, help the BB's women feed the pigs, come back to sleep after lunch, follow the BB to his family winery that is said to have a history of hundreds of years in the afternoon, drink his wine or something, or take the BB's father's tractor, go around the fields, and come back in the evening with a large family around the table to eat and drink coffee, this day is over. If you want to retire, this is really a good place, the pace of life is extremely slow, there is no need to have a sense of time, what you want to do, in the eyes of these Italians, except for eating and sleeping, there is no concept that you have to finish that thing within that time, you can drag everything out.

It's a pity that Hong Tao and they really can't afford to delay, a week has passed in a blink of an eye, and the ambition to travel around Europe when he came out of Germany has almost wiped out this week's leisure time, and his body is weak.

"I said it's time for us to do an event, although it's very comfortable to stay here, you can't live at home, where should we go next?" After lunch that day, Hong Tao stopped Pan and Wang Jian, ready to ask them what they thought.

"Why don't you wander around, stay a few days and go back to China directly, I really feel a little homesick when I look at a large family every day." Wang Jian, a lazy man, finally told the truth, these days he has become a full-time milkman, and every day at 4 o'clock he gets up and goes to the cowshed to find the three cows for a tryst.

"But I still want to go back to my hometown, or let's not go to Spain, it's similar to here, I've been there, it's really the same!" Pan also began to retreat.

"Alas, this is called carelessness in making friends, if I ask Belgium, the Netherlands, and Denmark are similar to here?" Although Hong Tao himself is a little lazy, he does not allow others to be lazy.

"Well, it's pretty much the same!" Pan's kung fu of talking nonsense with his eyes open should have been learned from Hong Tao, and he seems to be a little rusty.

"Okay, then it's all about the same, when people return to China and ask me what the Netherlands is like? What is Denmark like? I showed them the pictures and told them that this is the Netherlands and Denmark, and they eat pizza with stuffing and they speak Italian! Hong Tao's yin and yang weirdness began to stimulate Pan.

"Otherwise, Belgium and the Netherlands won't go, Denmark can go, what about us?" Pan also felt that this turn was a bit too big and began to retract.

"Come on, since you don't have any interest in continuing to travel poorly, you can't play it if you force it, Denmark is Denmark, let's go that day?" Hong Tao's purpose has been achieved, and the basin that was abandoned halfway through Europe this time is firmly buckled on the heads of Pan and Wang Jian, and it has nothing to do with his own half a dime, and he is still a victim. (To be continued......)