Jian Heng raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand, and said to Sun Siwei: "Stay here to eat tonight, I'll go cook now."

"Oh, I forgot if you don't mention it. The two outside are waiting for you to cook fish at night." Sun Siwei immediately agreed when he heard this, because he also likes to eat fish made by Jian Heng.

For some reason, Sun Siwei felt that the fish made by Jian Heng was better than that made in Zhao Changshan’s restaurant. Of course, it’s no wonder that how many portions Zhao Changshan made there, how many portions Jian Heng made here, and how many portions one big pot dish and the other one roasted.

Jian Heng raised his hand and signaled Sun Siwei to leave the study with him. When he arrived at the living room, he chatted with Damai and Mai Xiaoxiao, and then went out to take the fish he had caught from the lake first.

Who knew that when I arrived at the door, I saw that the fish was missing.

He pushed open the door and walked into the room. Jian Heng asked at the two sisters: "You have taken back the fish at the door?"

Barley and wheat shook their heads together.

"No, didn't you put it on the railing of the corridor?" Damai said curiously.

Xiaobiaomai said, "We don't know how to make fish, so why do you have nothing to do with your fish?"

Jian Heng thought about it, so he took out a phone call and called Zhao Changshan. Who knew that Zhao Changshan had denied that he had not taken Jian Heng's fish after receiving the call.

Jian Heng didn't ask much. Even though Zhao Changshan said he didn't take it, it must have been Zhao Changshan's hands. Now no one in the ranch knows that when he wants to eat fish, he directly dug the hole in the lake and waited for the fish to jump up. Instead of taking Jian Heng's place, it's better to dig a hole and eat it fresh.

After putting down the phone, Jian Heng scratched his head, a little confused, and said to himself: "Where is this fish?"

"Maybe someone stolen?" Sun Siwei came up and came up with a possibility.

Jian Heng shook his head: "Impossible. None of the Americans around him can eat fish. What should I do if I have nothing to do to steal a big fish worth about ten kilograms?"

Jian Heng is really familiar with the people around him. At most, these guys only chew chicken wings. If you have more bones, these Americans don’t like to eat them. If you expect them to eat freshwater fish, they will probably get a heart attack. They will never come to steal fish, let alone enter their own ranch.

"It's a fish, I'll catch it again. Anyway, it's simple here." Sun Siwei didn't have anything to doubt the opponent when he heard him say this. He originally wanted to comfort Jian Heng, but now he can even save the words of comfort.

"This is not a fish, and I have lost several fish to this day." Jian Heng continued to scratch his head, and his head kept spinning, thinking about how to catch the thief, otherwise it would be fine if he could get addicted to stealing it. Although his own fish doesn't cost money, he can't let the thief take it like his own thing.

When Sun Siwei saw Jian Heng being stunned again, he reached out and patted his arm: "Boss, can you wait and think about it? It's time to cook now. I'm going to learn how to carve skins with Toby at night."

"Oh, right away, right away!" Jian Heng came back to his senses, turned around and picked up the iron pickaxe from the front of the house, carried it on his shoulder and walked towards the lake.

When I arrived next to the ice cave that I had knocked out, I found that the original cave had been sealed with ice, but it was still a little thinner than the ice in a week.

He used the pickaxe wheel in his hand to knock out a hole after a few strokes. After knocking a few more times, a broken ice cave as big as a basin was exposed. After tightening a few picks, a hole about the size of a bathtub broke out on the ice surface. Jian Heng lay on the ice surface and reached out to catch a few pieces of broken ice, cleaned the lake surface, stood by the lake waiting for the fish to jump up.

Sun Siwei also helped Jian Heng catch a few pieces of ice, then stood beside Jian Heng, wiped his hands away and put on gloves.

"Damn, I didn't necessarily dare to take off my gloves when I first came here. Now there is no problem with catching ice. I have to say that your winter here is really a training person."

Just as Sun Siwei was talking, two small fish crawled out of the ice hole and then jumped on the ice.

Sun Siwei looked at it and asked, "Do you want it?"

Jian Heng looked at the two small fish, which looked about four pounds. He thought about it and kicked the one close to him into the hole: "No, it's too small to eat."

Seeing Jian Heng's actions, Sun Siwei took two steps and kicked another one into the lake: "Then I don't want this one anymore."

Seeing the fish falling into the lake, Sun Siwei sighed and said, "You have also lived in the United States. Four or five kilograms of fish are considered small. You should know that such a big fish in China is still almost wild-raising, and two kilograms are enough to go on the market."

"I just have a lake, I just don't eat small fish, you can bite me," Jian Heng said happily after hearing Sun Siwei say this.

Sun Siwei did not answer Jian Heng, turned around and looked at Jian Heng's ranch around, and then sighed: "No wonder rich people always like to go abroad. If I had money to do such a place, I would probably have to run. Not to mention anything else, leaving something for my children and grandchildren in a hundred years, this ranch farm is much better than keeping money. If the paper bills say they are not valuable, they are not as valuable as holding the land in the hands of anyway."

Jian Heng looked at him and said, "Why do you suddenly remember to sigh at this?"

"No, I suddenly remembered something and sighed," Sun Siwei replied.

To be honest, Jian Heng was quite curious, but since he didn't say that Jian Heng didn't ask too much, he said: "If you do it well, if you do it well, you will try to buy a small ranch here in the next few years."

"I can't afford it." Sun Siwei shook his head.

Jian Heng smiled and said, "It is okay to buy a smaller one and treat it as a vacation place. Then set up a company and put it in someone's name, and then keep it for the whole family to spend the holiday. It doesn't have to be too big, twenty or thirty acres, only 100,000 yuan in China. There is no need to buy anything that can't be afforded, and it's not enough to make a living room in Shanghai."

"I don't have the money to buy a living room in Shanghai now. I'm the only one who is poor is left." Sun Siwei was a little moved by Jian Heng's words.

As a Chinese, many people's feelings for land are engraved into their bones. As long as many immigrants do not live in big cities, more and more Chinese people choose to invest in land. Whether it is the United States, Canada or the ranch farms in Australia, there are Chinese immigrants waving the shadow of banknote acquisition.

In the United States, it was mainly California, but now it is expanding more and more to the entire Western United States.

This group of Chinese people who use US dollar cash to buy real estate and ranch are actually guilty of original sin. Why? Just like Xiao Cui said, a person can only go out tens of thousands of dollars a year. How did these people get millions of dollars in houses? After these young ladies arrived in the United States, how did the foreign exchange for buying luxury houses and luxury cars come from?

These things are really checked, haha!

Just as Jian Heng's four emotions were extending infinitely, a huge black fish jumped up.

"Catch it, grab it!" When Sun Siwei saw such a big black fish jumping onto the shore, he immediately bent his waist and stretched out his feet to kick the fish on the ice surface away from the hole.

"Damn!" Jian Heng was shocked when he saw the black fish's head. Good guy, the black fish had to walk up a little bit at about thirteen pounds. Even if he jumped onto the ice, his strength was very strong. He kept slapping the ice with his body, making a sound of slapping.

Jian Heng and Sun Siwei kicked the big black fish together four or five meters away from the entrance of the cave, and watched the black fish jumping with a smile and become boring.

Seeing that the fish was jumping without any energy, Jian Heng reached out to pick the fish's cheeks and lifted the fish in his hand. He turned around and walked for about ten steps. Jian Heng suddenly remembered that there were small shrimps in the lake before, and he didn't know how the shrimp looked.

Just as Jian Heng was thinking about shrimp, he suddenly sensed a signal from the silver carp.

At this moment, Sun Siwei, who was almost two or three times behind Jian Heng, heard a slight sound behind him, and turned his head and made Sun Siwei very happy.

"Jian Heng, Jian Heng, throw the fish quickly, shrimp, shrimp!" Sun Siwei squatted down while talking to Jian Heng, and began to snatch the shrimps jumping to the ice surface of the edge with both hands.

"Fuck!" Jian Heng saw it and then remembered that the silver carp was not far away from him at this time. When he thought about it, he brought the shrimp up.

He quickly threw away the fish, and Jian Heng started to pick up shrimps with Sun Siwei.

The shrimps that jumped up were big and small, not a type of shrimp, but two or three types of shrimps. The small shrimps were three or four centimeters long, and the tongs and shrimp whiskers were very thin. Jian Heng’s hometown called this shrimp, and the large ones were shrimps. The most common ones were Roche shrimps, which were two shrimp claws that were particularly large and blue.
Chapter completed!