Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 70 Night Fishing

Claude was busy with the barbecue, while Verricolo ate the barbecue skewers and stared at the three tiny fish skin lanterns floating on the water. He always liked fishing, and when Alexon said he could do a barbecue, he put three fishing rods on bait and threw it in the water, and in just over half an hour, he caught four tails of lake fish. No wonder White Deer Town fishermen think night fishing is better than daytime netting...

Erickson helped Claude through the skewers beside the barbecue grill and looked at the six chicken wings on the grill that nourished the scent, impatiently urging it to be ready. Bok Al, on the other hand, sits comfortably on a cabin with a bottle of blueberry wine in his hand and a fork with a large chunk of fat roasted steak on the fork.

Apply the sauce evenly to the six chicken wings with a brush. After flipping them, Claude finally released one hand and said to Ericsson, “Take it easy, it'll be just a minute...” While picking up a piece of roasted lamb from the wooden tray next to him and shoving it in his mouth, he was busy for half a day, he was hungry too...

One of the three fish-skinned lanterns floating gently on the lake suddenly sank and the candle went out. Vericulo's eyes hurried, a copy of the fishing rod was raised, and he couldn't help but rejoice: “Bring the net pocket, it's a big one! ”

The hook was really a big fish, struggling desperately, and Ericsson stood on the side of the boat with a net pocket and stared closely at the lake. Just as Vericsson pulled the big fish close to the lake with a fishing rod, Ericsson took a lightning flash and put the lake fish in the net.

“It's a red-backed scallop, a foot-and-a-half long, weighing about five or six pounds…" Eriksson is confident in estimating the weight of the lake fish that has been pulled to the deck and is still jumping. This red-backed scallop is also one of the specialties of Lake Beringa, a freshwater fish. However, if it is not cooked well, it will smell dusty, and generally these fish are made into pines for long-term preservation.

“Throw it in the cabin, your chicken wings are ready.” Claude put the six roasted chicken wings in a wooden plate next to him, and then placed a chopped longtail fish on a barbecue grill, which he prepared for himself.

Vericulo stepped on the red-backed squash in the net pocket, removed the hook from the fish's mouth and poured the fish into the living tank. Instead of continuing to bait the hook, he washed his hands in the lake and came over and took a chicken's wing from the tray held by Ericsson.

The grill for the longtail swordfish was very simple, just two or three noodles, and it took three minutes. Put the fish in a wooden dish and brush the salt water on both sides to start eating. Claude loves this way of eating and thinks it maintains the delicious taste of the longtail fish itself. Verricolo, on the other hand, has a heavy flavour and likes to apply all sorts of sauce to the fish.

See Claude eating a longtailed fish, and Vericulo eats the chicken wings and goes to get a straw to bake on the barbecue grill.

Claude asked, "Don't you look at those two little lanterns anymore? ”

The biggest problem with night fishing is the lack of visibility of floating buoys on the water, so fishermen invented this fist-sized fish skin lantern with a small round pontoon underneath, a fish skin lantern with an elongated little candle inside. By connecting the skin lantern to the buoy, lighting the candle, and dropping the hook in the bait, it is clear whether the fish underwater have bite hooks.

As long as the fish bites the hook, like the red-backed scallop just now, it pulls the skinned lantern beneath the water, and the fisherman knows the hook when the candle goes out. And the little candles are waterproof and can be reused as long as they burn out.

“No need to look, the red-backed scallop that I just caught is so big, there are fish down there that are scared away, I have to wait and see.” Verricolo said while applying the sauce to the longtailed fish.

Claude shook his head, so that the sauce masked the beauty of the longtail fish itself. It was a shame, so let's just grab a fish and bake it. Picking up a sip of blueberry fruit wine, he listened to Villicro and said, "Give me some too. ”

So I poured him a glass, and Vericulo drank it all up, and it smelled so loud: “Sweet silk, boring, it's a lady's drink. Ike, get me that barrel of rye I bought to quench my thirst. ”

Claude laughed helplessly and this blueberry was bought by Burke Alfie. The last time he drank that Gandhi in Baiyuzhou, he finally learned a lesson and was afraid to buy the spirits to taste, but he said that his father's friend came to the house the day before, and his father was entertaining him with blueberry wine. He snuck half a glass, it tasted good, a little sweet, and the wine didn't taste heavy enough, so he had to buy this blueberry fruit wine this time.

Of the four partners, Bok Al is also the heaviest alcoholic, and everyone is only sixteen years old. At this age, you don't dare to drink at home, at most, a glass of wheat wine. But all four of them have also stolen alcohol at home, and the more the family forbids them to try it, the more rebellious they may be when they grow up.

Claude is a crosser, and now he has the ability to restrain himself. Verricolo and Ericsson can drink, but they're still not very interested. With the exception of Bok Al, who has the shallowest amount of alcohol, prefers to drink the most and is drunk as soon as he drinks. This time the bottle of blueberry fruit wine drank most of it, but his eyes were lost, and he seemed to go back to sleep later.

Ericsson chewed five chicken wings in one breath and finally satisfied his appetite. He took the barrel of rye in his compartment and opened the lid, pouring a large glass for all three.

Rye is a bit bitter, but very refreshing to drink in the mouth, and it is really a good thirst quencher. Villicro poured two glasses in one breath. And Ericsson pulled a little bag out of the compartment where he put it and said, "I almost forgot this good thing. ”

“Claude, you try it. ”

At first glance, Claude took the paper bag in front of him like an Ericsson donator and it was a little ball the size of a rolling finger.

“What is this? ”

“Try it.” Eriksson just won't say.

Put one in your mouth, Claude. Isn't that the malt sugar from the past? I remember the farmer dressed as a hawker carrying bamboo in front of the school, on the bamboo is a large chunk of malt sugar, if you want to buy as much, he will knock you down. I loved it when I was a kid, but when I grew up, I didn't really like it. This thing has some sticky teeth...

“Here, it's maltose...” Claude hesitated to say, not remembering if this thing was still called that name in the world, but it seemed like the last time Ericsson mentioned it, he didn't pay attention to it.

“Well, Julian ancestral maltose.” It doesn't bother me to see Claude recognize Eriksson, so I handed Verikero a paper bag and asked him to try it: "Didn't you say Julian came back to open the grocery store? I went to school this afternoon to check it out, and he just sold this malt sugar, so I bought these. One for Fanny, here's twenty for me two sonars. But it's good to have Julian back. He used to go to the king so we didn't even eat malt sugar. ”

Claude was a little curious: "What is this Julian you're talking about? ”

Erickson nodded, knowing what he was asking: "He's a civilian, but he's a cripple, and he's in his fifties this year. ”

It turns out he's a cripple, and he's in his fifties, so no wonder he can go to Wangdu. For men between the ages of 18 and 40, the Kingdom's censorship is the most rigorous for ordinary civilians who cannot leave their place of origin without just cause. More and more poor people, such as Bai Lu Town, are now gathering, mostly landless farmers and bankrupt handicraftsmen in three southwestern counties.

Bai Lu Town also belongs to the three counties in the southwest, and their livelihood in Bai Lu Town is already the furthest reachable area, and going east is outside the jurisdiction of the three counties in the southwest, which is not allowed. Claude did not know before, but only after listening to his father's plans for his future did he realize that the Kingdom had a quota for recruitment to all regions during the war, and that these civilian men were candidates for cannonball, so they could not be left to flee elsewhere to prevent them from escaping military service.

“Julian's feet were still good when he was young. I heard that was 30 years ago. Our kingdom first invaded the kingdom of Nasserley, and Julian received a call order. He was riding on the donkey, and he fell off the donkey, and his feet were crushed by the next cow bike on the spot, and he became crippled after healing. ”

"Although he escaped military service, he couldn't avoid the second war between the kingdom and the kingdom of Nasserley, which was the Kingdom's war against the Principality of Berkeley. He was a cripple, so he didn't need to be a soldier, but was conscripted as a driver, rushed to the carriage to deliver supplies to the Principality of Berkeley, and returned a year later to become a merchant.

About four years ago, he said he was going to Wangdu to see if he could settle there, so he went to the town hall to issue a road strip and ID. But this time back, he didn't change much, and the King didn't make much money and had to come back. I'm too old to run around as a merchant to open a grocery store at home. I went to check it out. A lot of his stuff is said to have come in from Wang Du. You can go to your brother and sister to buy something in the future... ”

“Well, I'll be there sometime.” Claude said casually, “Do you want anything else? ”

“No... hiccup...” Vericulo shook his head with a full hiccup and said: "I'm full, leave it alone, maybe we'll have some more evening snacks later when we're hungry. ”

Ericsson picked up the pole that Velikoro had just put on the boat and said, "I don't want to eat it, either. Now let's do some serious fishing. ”

Bok Al was unexpectedly intoxicated by a bottle of blueberry fruit wine, cracked his mouth half lying on the bow and snoring. Claude used to pack the plates and bottles around him and put another blanket on him and let him sleep.

Three people started fishing at night, and I have to say that Alexon was looking for a great place, and the fish were fishing fast enough, and there were no other night fishing boats around. In more than two hours, four fishing rods caught more than 50 lake fish of different sizes, keeping three people busy enough.

It took me a while to stop, the fish wasn't so easy to hook up, it took me more than a decade to get a bite hook. Ericsson said take a break, it should be pretty much here. We'll go somewhere else later, and now we'll get something hot to cushion the stomach.

Claude was also too lazy to make more barbecue, and took an iron pan and started cooking noodle soup. A large pot of goosebump soup drinks the belly, not only is it comfortable, but the whole body feels warm.

Vericulo's lazy man lifted the last fishing rod he was still fishing on, and the hook was a lake fish that kept struggling: “Let's go get up to the fence, we can get up for so long, we can put another net on after we get up and pull it tomorrow morning. Now we're running out of candles in a little fish skin lantern, and we've only got four or five left, so we can get a fishing rod to play with at night. Four rods will be out of use in less than half an hour if we go fishing at night. ”

Eriksson nodded and agreed: "Okay, just like you said, I was a little tired after half a day of fishing, and I slept a little after I got online. ”

So Claude packed the top barbecue and put the ingredients back in the cabin. The three of them sailed to the fence.

However, the harvest in the seine was modest, and this time there were only a dozen lake fish. Claude thinks it's not as busy as fishing at night for a while.

The netting was exhausting, and after a busy day, Ericsson lay on the deck, watching Bok Al snore on the bow and said he hated to kick this guy off the boat with one leg, nothing could help him!