Chapter 137: Master Ma's Frustrated Experience (55)

the next day,
The water in the city receded, leaving behind only a mess.
Once people live a good life and adapt to a clean environment, it is difficult for them to accept the dirtiness and messiness of the past.

So when the street government organized the residents of each courtyard in the area to start cleaning up,
Everyone responded very positively.

It only took half a day to clean up all the alleys and streets around Shichahai.

Although the water in Shichahai is still very turbid,
But there is no more garbage in it.

As long as it settles for a period of time, it will definitely become very clear.

So the uncles and uncles who had just finished cleaning were now thinking about getting bamboo to make fishing rods so that they could go fishing when they had free time.

When it comes to fishing, Yan Bugui is naturally unwilling to lag behind.
Not only did he want to make his own fishing rod, he also wanted to bring He Yuzhu and Yan Jiecheng along.
"Zhu Zi, do you have anything to do this afternoon?

If nothing else, let's go to Keyuan to get some Xiangfei bamboo to make fishing rods, and then go fishing in Shichahai in a couple of days."

Every day, apart from cooking for the deaf old lady and her family, He Yuzhu would practice calligraphy and read books at home. After a long time, He Yuzhu felt a little bored.
I also want to get a fishing rod and go fishing.

Yan Bugui's proposal naturally hit the mark.

"Of course I have no problem with that, but is there any Xiangfei bamboo in Keyuan?"

"Hey, you don't know this,

In addition to being used to make things, Xiangfei bamboo is also a very famous ornamental bamboo.

Although Wen Yu is not an orthodox intellectual, he also admires the integrity of scholars who would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. He must have this thing at home."

"Okay, let's go after lunch."

"Okay, I'll call you later."

Keyuan is a large garden formed by merging five courtyards with odd house numbers from 7 to 15 Maoer Hutong. Before liberation, it was the residence of a wealthy family. He Yuzhu had never been there.

Now that the person has run away, He Yuzhu can naturally come in.
He picked out two of the best quality Xiangfei bamboos from a large cluster of them, picked up a kitchen knife and started chopping them.

When two people were dragging bamboo along the street,
Some neighbors who didn't know where to find materials also took action after hearing the news from Yan Bugui.

In a short while, all the Xiangfei bamboos in Ke Garden were cut down.

As a famous fisherman in TV dramas, Yan Bugui has some experience in how to make an exquisite fishing rod with bamboo.

The things they made were praised by even He Yuzhu, a worldly-wise man.

"hey-hey,
Now you know what Uncle Yan is capable of!
I'm not trying to brag to you, but in the whole of Nanluoguxiang, my fishing skills are probably the best, if not the best.

Uncle Yan will teach you when we go fishing in a few days.
I'm not saying that you can have fish for every meal, but having one every now and then is definitely not a problem."

The front is fine.

But after hearing Yan Bugui's subsequent words, He Yuzhu felt a little numb.

Although I am not very proficient in fishing, I am not so bad that I can't catch a fish for four or five days in a row.
It seems that he definitely doesn't want to teach me and is trying to deceive me in various ways.

He Yuzhu first thanked him for his kindness, and then refused without hesitation.

"No need, Uncle Yan, I fish just to kill time.

It’s good to eat fish every now and then, but the seasoning is really unbearable. Peanut oil is too expensive, so I dare not use too much.”

Hearing He Yuzhu say that eating fish wastes oil, Yan Bugui also felt pained.

"Okay, let's go together to kill time. It's up to you whether you want to learn or not."

Sure enough, within two days, the water in Shichahai became clear, and the schools of fish swimming over from the Grand Canal were clearly visible. Gradually, more and more residents came to the shore with fishing rods.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the Northern Wilderness where people beat roe deer with sticks, scooped fish with ladles, and pheasants flew into the rice pot,

But the fish at this time are indeed not as good as their descendants.
The neighbors who came to fish had a great harvest, and He Yuzhu also caught a lot of fish.

But no matter how delicious the food is, it cannot be made every day. In addition, the seasonings were incomplete. After a few days, even He Yushui was unwilling to go fishing with his brother.

That afternoon, He Yuzhu and Yan Bugui were fishing with their neighbors at Shichahai.

At this time, I heard someone next to me say hello.
"Is Teacher Yan busy?"

When He Yuzhu heard the sound, he saw a beggar-like man with ragged clothes, unkempt hair and dirty face looking at Yan Bugui with his family.
At this time, Yan Bugui asked with some doubt,

"you are?"

"I'm Ma Zhiguang!"

When he heard the beggar in front of him claim to be the famous Ma Zhiguang Ma Sanye in Shichahai,
He Yuzhu was quite shocked.

Thinking back to when he first met Ma Zhiguang after traveling through time, it was when they went with officers from the Bureau of Secrets to capture Gao Shigui.
At that time, Ma Zhiguang was dressed in silk, satin, jewels and jade, looking extremely majestic.
It has nothing to do with the beggar in front of me.

Yan Bugui looked at the beggar in front of him and subconsciously covered his pockets for fear of being cheated.
"Don't talk nonsense.

The Third Master is a well-known wealthy man in our Shichahai, and he has already gone to Nanjing. How could he possibly come back?

If you are short of food or drink, just tell me and I will ask Zhu to give you two fish.

There is no need to lie!"

Hearing Yan Bugui's generosity, He Yuzhu couldn't help but roll his eyes.
But before he could open his mouth, the neighbors nearby started to make a fuss. They really couldn't believe that the beggars in front of them were Ma Zhiguang's family.

Seeing that the neighbors didn't believe him, Ma Zhiguang picked up the water in the bucket and started washing his face without saying a word.
The dirt on my face was washed off in a short while.

"Wow! It's really the Third Master."

"Oh, it's really the Third Master, how did it become like this?"

"Third Master, didn't you take a plane to Jinling last year? How come you're back now and look like this?"

……

Seeing the neighbors asking questions, Ma Zhiguang said in annoyance,
"Oh, I regret it!

Last year, when I flew from Beijing to Jinling, I was fine.
But Chiang Kai-shek was really a ruthless person. He distributed gold yuan notes like toilet paper.

In March, the two sides temporarily opened up the exchange of RMB and gold yuan, and the exchange rate was only 3:1 at that time.

When the People's Liberation Army entered Songhu at the end of May,

The ratio became 1:10, and the gold yuan depreciated 2 times in two months.

At the end of June, the Executive Yuan in eastern Guangdong promulgated the "Regulations on the Issuance of Silver Dollars and Silver Dollar Exchange Certificates", stipulating that one silver dollar certificate was worth one dollar, but could be exchanged for 6 million gold yuan certificates.

Think about the beginning, 1 dollar was only 2 yuan!
Before I came back, my friend persuaded me to go to the island, saying that they had introduced a new "New Taiwan Dollar Issuance Method" which was much better than the Gold Yuan Notes.

But I was scared of the bald guy who took advantage of me and sucked my blood out of me, so I didn't dare to go over.

It happened that the "Eight Articles of Agreement" promulgated by the Executive Yuan was passed to eastern Guangdong. I then realized that in addition to the land, the factories and shops in my family were protected.
So I came back with my wife and son.”

(End of this chapter)