Yubang also happened to have a business place. The area was quite large, but there were not enough stools. There had never been so many customers. But it didn't matter, they borrowed them from nearby and quickly gathered the stools.

"His name is Wei Wei, the one who went to jail." Hao Sange chatted with Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong casually asked about the title of Wei Wei's book.

Brother Hao San also showed some culture. He said that he used to be at home and went to junior high school.

He also said that the ancestors of the Hao family were once wealthy. Unfortunately, the family fell into decline and war broke out. His family members were killed one after another. He was the only one who came to Jinling helpless.

A perfect life experience.

My ancestors were once wealthy, so they knew a lot of things.

I went to junior high school, so I am educated.

These are very important personal settings. Otherwise, the secret will be revealed.

How can you, a person whose ancestors have been fishing on the river for generations, be literate? How can you be literate?

"Just call him Xiao Yu'er." Brother Hao said.

"He?" Zhang Yong looked at Wei Wei.

This guy’s nickname is Xiao Yu’er? It doesn’t seem right!

Others, Xiao Yuer, is a handsome and handsome man. What about you? You are all black.

Her dark skin was so smooth that even water droplets could not catch it. If a fly landed, it would probably do a split and then fall to death.

"Xiao Yu'er, go get some more fish." Brother Hao said.

"Okay!" Wei Wei agreed. He stood up and rushed to the river. He took off his pants, then jumped into the water beautifully.

Zhang Yong watched carefully.

He really wanted to see how the "little fish" was in water.

result……

I didn't see anyone for a long time.

The little fish plunged into the water and then disappeared.

three minutes……

five minutes……

I muttered secretly in my heart. Isn’t it just going to die like this?

It's not like a man plunges into the water, and then something in the water just hits him. Then the little fish becomes a dead fish.

"He..." He turned to look at Brother Hao.

"It's okay. He probably wants to show off." Brother Hao was very calm.

"Oh..." Zhang Yong continued to turn his head and look at the river.

After a while, a human head appeared in the center of the river. It seemed to be a small fish?

He raised his telescope. Sure enough, it was indeed him.

Look at the watch again. My dear, I have been in the water for eight minutes.

incredible!

Eight minutes!

Only a few people can do this skill of holding their breath.

From the telescope, it could be seen that Wei Zhi was breathing heavily after the water came out of his head, but he never released his hands. It was a bit strange.

After another two or three minutes, Wei Wei seemed to have regained some strength before he raised his hands.

Wow, this guy is actually holding a big fish in his hand.

Preliminary judgment is that it is a catfish, weighing at least ten kilograms.

incredible.

Catching fish with bare hands! Still in the river.

Convinced.

He immediately waved and asked him to come back.

Wei Wei then hugged the big catfish, dived into the water again, and swam back. He took a breath in the middle and returned to the shore.

Come up. Keep the big catfish in front of Zhang Yong and others.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Good guy, the catfish is still alive and kicking.

It's really big. It weighs at least ten pounds. The scales on its back are all black and blue.

"Let's just eat this!" Zhang Yong said.

"Okay!" Brother Hao took a stick and knocked the catfish unconscious. Then he started killing the fish.

Movements are skillful and smooth.

Like flowing clouds and flowing water.

He is indeed a professional spy. His skills are outstanding.

Since he is disguised as a fisherman, he must have all the fisherman's skills maxed out.

Soon, the fish was killed and the barbecue started.

There are charcoal grills, simmered grills, and Zhuge grilled fish on a plate.

Bean sprouts, tofu, yuba and other auxiliary materials were also brought in in large buckets, and the stew was started together.

Soon, the aroma filled the air.

Zhang Yong breathed deeply. Yes, that's the smell.

It must be admitted that Brother Hao's income is indeed good. If he is not a spy, he can also make a fortune selling grilled fish professionally.

If you add a little bit of ideas that Zhang Yong stole from later generations, it is possible to create a chain.

Suddenly, the map showed another red dot cutting into it.

Turned his head and looked at the river.

It’s kind of interesting. He’s actually a fisherman again.

Confuse.

Could he be Brother Hao's companion?

Okay, let's give him something exciting. Let him hand in his name without realizing it.

"Brother Hao San."

"Boss, if there's something wrong, please tell me."

"Who is that fisherman?"

"I do not recognize."

"Go and help me catch him."

"Grasp?"

"Yes. He is the target I want to arrest. Help me catch him."

"good……"

Brother Hao San agreed.

He really didn't know the identity of the fisherman.

"It seems to be Prince Qing..."

"What?"

"It seems to be Prince Qing from Anqing above..."

"who?"

"They also make a living on the river. They are very famous in Anqing. I have heard people talk about them."

"Whoever he is, catch him!"

Zhang Yong ordered.

What Prince Qing? What Anqing?

It doesn't matter who he is. As long as he knows that he is Japanese, it is enough.

Let two Japanese spies fight ghosts first. No matter who catches whom, or who kills whom, there will be black spots on their body.
To be continued...