evening.

Sang Bai was drawing a cartoon in his studio when he suddenly heard the voice of Mr. Huang Daoran outside.

"Sang Cypress, Sand Cypress".

Sangbai immediately ran out of the studio: "I'm here, you come in and talk."

Old Master Huang Daoran pushed the hidden door and turned the screen wall to the courtyard of Sang Bai's family.

"Go to my house to have dinner tonight, and everyone has a few drinks. I haven't seen each other for a long time," said Huang Daoran.

"No need, here I..." Sangbai said.

Huang Daoran said again: "I have invited Lu Qingyao, Ma Boqian, Luan Daoyi and others here. Everyone eats and drinks casually, mainly talk about everything, just treat it as a way to accompany me to relieve my boredom. Call the children and your wife."

When Sang Bai heard this, he said, "Yan Qiu has something to do in the evening, so what if I go alone?"

As for the children and daughter-in-law, there is no need to go, because it is not suitable. It depends on who he invites. Xia Yanqiu is not uncomfortable to sit on this table?

"No, you are not Guan Yu, and I am not Lu Su. You just want to have a drink with you and don't cut off your head. Where can you go?" Huang Daoran laughed.

"Is Lu Su? Not Cao Cao?" Sang Bai reached out and scratched his forehead, a little suspicious.

Huang Daoran stopped smiling and looked at Sang Bai and sighed: "It is better to read more books well than anything else when you have time. You are still the one who draws comics and tells stories."

"Oh, then I'll pick up the book when I have time," said Sangbai.

Seeing that the old man had no intention of leaving, Sang Bai asked again: "Let's leave now?"

"When is it? Besides, you have to go to the river to get a carp. What I think most in the imperial capital is this bite. People say that the carp in the Yellow River tastes beautiful.

Look, the carp in your village is not bad either! Help me get a bigger one, two or three pounds later, you can go to my house to help burn it.”

Speaking of this, Huang Daoran looked around and lowered his voice like a thief, saying, "My old lady cooks not as delicious as yours. Don't tell her, you will say you can help cook it."

After hearing this, Sang Bai smiled and said, "Okay, OK. By the way, should I bring a bottle of wine? I have a storage in my old cellar."

Huang Daoran immediately looked entangled when he heard this. After thinking about it, he seemed to be unable to make up his mind.

Sang Bai kept muttering: "How is this good? I brought the wine..."

"What wine do you bring?" asked Sanba.

"I brought Du Kang, Laojiaochizi wine. A student of mine brought me a large jar, fifteen pounds, and I only had more than two pounds left. If I hadn't come over, I might not be able to help it. But when I heard your Laojiao wine, I couldn't help but want to drink your wine. What should I do?"

Sang Bai smiled and said, "Then, I bring a bottle here and you can just take a pound?"

Bang!

The old man patted his hands and smiled, "This is good, this is good!"

Life in the village has been getting better these years, but Sangxi’s Laojiao wine is a little bit too late to take out. Why? When drinking with others, everyone has to talk about equality.

If you always bring wine like Moutai, it won’t be bad when people come back to invite them.

After a few times, Sang Bai could see that when he had a drink with his fellow villagers, he directly used Yanghe Daqu wine or Yanghe Red Trademark. The price he bought in the small shop was only a little higher than that of the loose wine.

In this way, the village gradually started drinking the Hong Trademark and Yanghe Daqu. The two types of wines were bought in a few boxes, and they were saved in the space cellar. It tasted good to take them out and drink them.

"Then let's go to the net carp first?" Sang Bai asked.

Seeing that the old man nodded, Sang Bai picked up the net leaning against the wall, carried it on his shoulder and went out with Mr. Huang Daoran.

Going to the river, I met the villagers on the way, and everyone greeted Huang Daoran with a smile.

"Old Master Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I don't want to come to our small village in the imperial capital, right?"

Some people even joked.

Huang Daoran laughed: "The imperial capital is a world of fame and fortune. Where is our village comfortable? Let me tell you that. If I hadn't had to make money, I wouldn't go back to that place."

"That's right, that's right!"

Several people just walked by like this.

When he arrived by the river and stood near the generator channel, Sangbai said, "Are you picking fish?"

Huang Daoran looked at the river: "There are too many fish, I'm a little dazzled. Why do you choose one? Why is there a big koi? Who put it?"

"This is not Jinli, it is crucian carp. I don't know if it was released by humans or gene mutations. If you want to eat it, I can't do anything about it. The children in the village named Datou, and no one allowed them to eat it. If you eat it, the children might be able to hold a grudge against you for a few years."

"Who has nothing to do to eat this? It tastes better than other crucian carp. What I want to eat is carp," Huang Daoran said with a smile.

Now the small courtyard of Huang Daoran's family is close to the park. There is a pond of koi in the park, which has thousands of colorful brocade lithium. He looks at a red crucian carp and loses interest after looking at it for a few more times.

As they were talking, the fish in the water saw people on the shore and swam over with their tails. Soon dozens of heads reached the shore and poked out.

"Is this a long time feeding?" Huang Daoran said.

Sangbai said: "It's probably what the naughty kids do again."

Sang Bai was not polite either. He looked at one of the carp, which was about two and a half pounds, and reached out to pull the fish's cheeks and raised it to the water surface. In this way, the remaining fish had no intention of running away at all.

"These fish are finished," Sangbai sighed.

Huang Daoran said: "We have to go a little further in the future. The wild fish in the river have been raised like this. Oh, I have lost another fun."

"Okay, just have fish to eat." Sang Bai picked up the fish, and at the same time picked up the tent net and prepared to go home.

Huang Daoran followed and said, "Did someone get out of the nest in the village? If so, help me raise one, and the other three-wheeled motorcycle will also help me get one for my wife."

"Don't you come one?" Sangbai asked.

Huang Daoran said, "How could I ride three wheels? Let me have a prince, Harley, don't tell me you can't get it."

"...You rode Harley's prince?" Sang Bo really didn't know what to say.

Huang Daoran said, "Why do you think I am not suitable to ride the prince when I am old?"

"I'm really afraid that such a heavy car will push you. I won't do this," said Sang Bo.

Huang Daoran was a little anxious: "Just get me a light one, let me tell you..."

"You told me that I won't make it for you, and if something happens to this thing, I will be upset for the rest of my life, otherwise I will break up with friendship." Sang Bai agreed without saying anything.

Huang Daoran thought for a moment and immediately returned to his original appearance. He smiled and said, "If you don't do it, just don't do it. Look, you still say that you have to break up with friendship. Let's go home and get fish."

When he saw the old man's appearance, Sang Bo knew that the old man had not given up, but he couldn't take care of this matter. He was not the old man's child, so he could not care so much. He would have to not touch his hands here. As for who did what he did, he would take it after something happened.

I have to say that this old man is too hard-working, and now he has money, he can even harder. The old man directly reached an agreement with Toma Suoke to exchange paintings for cars. He didn't know what price he asked Toma Suoke to help bring in a Ferrari. He took the old lady to walk around Chang'an Street for no reason at night, showing off even more than young people.

Although you are old, you can't stop someone from having a turbulent heart!

There is no problem with the car, but Sangbai really dares to let the old man play with the motorcycle meat and iron stuff. And it is a heavy machine like Harley.

As he walked, Sang Bai swept through the corner of his eyes to the grass by the river. When he saw what it was, he instantly threw away the carp he was carrying and the net carrying it on his shoulders. He rushed over and stepped on the thing.

The whole action was completed, but the old man walking behind was shocked.

"I said what are you doing? Why did you throw away the fish!"

Halfway through his words, the old man saw Sang Bai bent down and picked up something, and immediately opened his eyes wide, looking incredible.

"My mother, what a big turtle!"

Sang Bai was picking a big turtle in his hand.

How big is this turtle? It is almost as big as the lid of a small steel pot that boils water at home.

It is not common for wild turtles to grow so big now. Not only are they not common for such big turtles at any time now, but they can at least sell a bicycle when they get the market. The more they go to a wild turtle like a big city, the more expensive it is.

“That’s so big!”

Sang Bo also nodded and said.

From Sangbai to Liushu Village, I saw such a big turtle for the first time. The biggest turtle I caught before was as big as a bowl. This one was more than two rounds larger than the smallest one.

"There are some things to stew tonight," said Sangbai.

Huang Daoran said: "It's a pity to stew it so big. When can't you eat the turtle? If you want to eat it, just go fishing in the river. It's a bit unreasonable to eat such a turtle. You'd better take it home and keep it."

Sanba said: "I really don't eat it?"

Huang Daoran shook his head: "It's not easy to grow up so old, it's better to keep it."

Sang Bai thought for a while and said, "Okay, just keep it."

After saying that, he put his hands together and threw the giant turtle into the river.

"Why did you throw it away?" Huang Daoran said.

Sang Bai smiled and said, "Instead of taking it home to raise it, it is better to throw it back into the river to raise it. Anyway, it is all raised, and raising it can save some effort in the river."

"You kid, aren't you afraid of being taken away by others?"

Sangbai said: "Whoever takes it away will make it into his stomach, it's no different."

"This is a bit interesting," Huang Daoran said with a smile.

Sang Bai smiled and picked up the fish again, carried the tent net on his shoulders, and went home with a chat and laugh with the old man, leaving a note on the door of the home, and then took the fish to Mr. Huang Daoran's house for a banquet.
Chapter completed!