: Travel

Yuancheng, the hometown of Hakka civilization.

Changdao is a tourist destination in Yuancheng.

A surrounding island surrounded by Baili Lake, Hakka people live on the island. Various Hakka Tulou are located on the island. In the garden of this ancient city of southern countries, people can not only appreciate its unique subtropical scenery, but also experience the mysterious Hakka culture.

Hong Sheng is the Hong Master who is known as the leader of Huilong Club. He takes time to come here every year to burn incense, make wishes, return to the gods, fish, drift, climb mountains, eat farm dishes... There are many programs, but the most important thing is to give Hakka girls the unique enthusiasm and tenderness!

This year, Mr. Hong is still the same as in previous years. When he came to Changdao, he did not forget to bring Lao Yihong Shu with him, saying that his son should also learn to cultivate oneself and cultivate one's character.

At this time of year, Mr. Hong is very happy, but Lao Yi is very depressed. He does not object to his old man coming out for a romantic and happy life, but he is very disgusted that when the old man comes out, he must bring him with him.

But Lao Yi had no choice. He might have several wives, but there was only one biological father. No matter whether he was happy or not, as long as the old man started to speak, he had to accompany him. So gradually, he wanted to let go and followed the old man, eat what he had to eat, drink what he had to drink, and play with him.

This year, Mr. Hong was much more low-key than in previous years. Except for Lao Yi, he only brought two bodyguards with him and a close-fitting nanny, traveling lightly.

When the group arrived at Changdao, it was already in twilight, so it was obvious that they could not play. However, when Mr. Hong was a rich man, he naturally arranged everything early. Therefore, Mr. Hong was not lonely this night, but he was suffering. He was bored and counted the stars on the hard bed of the earthen building and was sleepy, so he fell asleep helplessly.

The next morning, when Lao Yi was still sleeping, Master Hong pulled him out of the bed and the group prepared to fish on the wooden bridge bay.

Mr. Hong was romantic all night, almost never sleeping all night, but he was full of energy and could not see any fatigue. When he fell asleep for a night, he was listless, just like an eggplant after frost. This is the difference between being moisturized by women and not being moisturized by women.

But there is also a fundamental difference between women and five-fingered girls.

Wooden Bridge Bay is a half bay formed by a canyon, with a concave shape. The lake inside is level and quiet. Fish like to stay in their nests. Outside there are turbulent waves and rapids like waterfalls. Starting from the shore, a wooden bridge extends straight to the center of the lake.

The green and waveless lake water is surrounded by mountains, the white fog in the early morning, and the light clouds are like rolling snow.

Mr. Hong thought that his group was already early enough, but he didn't expect that there were still people earlier than them. At the nearest head of the wooden bridge, there were two people wearing fishermen's hats and thick vests sitting upright there fishing. Looking at their steady fishing posture, it was obvious that they had arrived for a while.

The Fengshui treasure land was occupied, and Mr. Hong had no choice but to do so. This was Changdao, not his one-acre land, so he had to set up camp in the middle of the wooden bridge and prepare for fishing.

Master Hong is not like Mr. Jiang. He is determined to win if he wants to take the bait!

For Mr. Hong, the painful expression of the virgin when he was broken and the fish struggling on the hook can also make him excited and happy, but the former is more exciting.

Since he is determined to win, Master Hong naturally does not use ordinary fish ingredients like others. He has a unique recipe, which is peanuts - the oil residue that has been squeezed out in the oil mill for fried peanut oil. Because of heating and overheating, the fragrance of this peanut is very strong.

People die for money, birds die for food, and fish cannot withstand the fatal temptation and attraction of this fragrance.

Flour, various fish feed, flour, add water to make a mud, don't be too sticky, don't be too wet, just moderately, then tied to the explosion hook. Master Hong held the fishing rod tightly with his back hand, and swung it on the lake surface. The bait with thin silk fell into the lake far away, and threw five fishing rods in a row. Only then did Master Hong prepare to sit down and wait for the fish to take the bait.

However, at this moment, he realized that there was nothing in the fishing bag, but there was no such folding chair to sit on.

Mr. Hong was so delicate that he sat on the ground. That was definitely not Mr. Hong's habit, but he asked him to go back and get it. It was noon when the chair came. When the cats fell asleep.

When the old man knew that the old man was particular, he did not dare to let him suffer grievances, he quickly thought of a solution, hoping to move some flat stones from the shore for the old man to sit on. He searched around and found that there were many stones, but the big ones were too big and the small ones were too small, and there was no suitable one.

Just as I was anxious, my eyes accidentally saw the two anglers who had come one step earlier and found that they were sitting on the chairs steadily. Lao Yi's mind started to move.

What is his plan? Want to force someone to snatch one? Or sell the next one at a high price?

Obviously, if there is no other good solution, these two are the best solutions.

But now, there is a better way than these two methods, that is - borrow.

The two of them sat on the chairs, and there was an empty chair beside them, which was placed there emptyly, as if they were specially prepared for Mr. Hong.

When the old man saw Mr. Hong standing there with a bad face, he immediately said, "Father, wait a moment, I will bring you a chair."

After saying that, Lao Yi walked over and came to the two fishing people, and said openly: "Two, I'm sorry to disturb me. Can you lend this chair to us for a while?"

"..." Neither of the two fishing people said anything, and they didn't even look back.

When the old man saw that the two of them ignored him, he felt a little annoyed. If he was outside the Shencheng Pass, he would kick them down the river, snatch the chair and run away. However, this is Changdao, a place that he did not do whatever he wanted. Moreover, in this way, the old man's interest in traveling was destroyed, and it would not be worth the loss.

"That's it, two, why don't you sell this chair to me? You can just offer a price!" Lao Yi said angrily.

If you have money, you can invite all the ghosts to push the mill, let alone a chair. Sure enough, the two of you finally reacted a little, and one of them said lightly: "Young Master, you'd better go back, you can't afford my chair!"

"Can't afford it?" Lao Yi smiled. Not to mention a broken chair, even if the chair is made of diamonds, he could afford it. So he took out his wallet and a checkbook and said, "How much? You can offer a price!"

"Okay!" the man sighed helplessly, "If you exchange the entire Huilong Club for exchange, then I will give you this chair!"

"What?" Old man was stunned when he heard this, but then he immediately woke up and shouted vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The person who has always been focusing on his fishing rod finally turned around.

When the old man saw the face clearly, his face changed drastically. He was so scared that he took a few steps back and pointed at the man with his fingers tremblingly, "You, you, it's you..."
Chapter completed!