System: I was surrounded by six cute babies at the beginning

Valley.

"Dad, there is no road here, the slope is so steep!"

Looking at the steep slopes surrounded by miscellaneous trees, thorns, or big thatch, the little ones were a little afraid of difficulties.

They have lived in an international metropolis like Shanghai since they were young.

I haven't even drilled cornfields or rapeseed ditches.

Let alone walking into such a barren mountain.

"Dad, the mountain where we look at the stars is better than here."

Little guys, the difference between the two places has been compared.

"It's okay, just don't come down."

The main body of Yunwu Mountain is a large forest, but there are also many hillsides close to villages, which have long been affected by human activities.

The "August Bamboo", the material used for fishing rods, grows on sunny places on such hillsides.

If the number is small, one or two will grow together.

There are more than a dozen or twenty.

It will definitely not be like the water bamboo forests and moso bamboo forests in the village, which are in pieces.

In order to prevent children from being stabbed by thorns and thatch,
On their way forward, Jiang Feng pushed all the guys who were in the way to the sides.

A safe path was temporarily squeezed out.

Cutie Milk asked: "Daddy, why do we want to chop bamboo here?"

"Because the water bamboos in the small bamboo forest by the river are too soft.

If you use it as a fishing rod, it will break easily. "

"Then these bamboos, won't they break?"

"These bamboos that grow on the hillside are called "August Bamboo". They are very hard, and they are all golden in color.

Used as a fishing rod, it is both beautiful and durable. "

"Daddy, what do you mean beautiful?"

"Beautiful, that is... the meaning of good-looking."

Hearing the word "good-looking", Pineapple immediately asked: "Is it as good-looking as me?"

"Prettier than you!" Jiang Feng deliberately teased Pineapple.

"what?"

Little Pineapple was obviously dissatisfied with the answer, and asked again with a pout, "Daddy, don't I look as good as bamboo? How ugly is that?"

"Haha, Dad is just teasing you, of course the little pineapple is prettier than the bamboo, and it's many times prettier!"

"Hehehe." The little guy was satisfied.

When he arrived at the place, he drew out the chopping knife and saw that relatively speaking, the main part of the bamboo was very straight, from the root to the tip, and from thick to thin. Jiang Feng raised the knife and dropped it.

"when!"

The bamboo is not broken.

The head of the hatchet was knocked on the stone by him.

"Daddy, you've cut the stone to sparks!"

"Hee hee, Daddy, don't you know how to chop bamboo? You don't know how, I'll do it!"

Jiang Feng was made fun of by the preserved egg.

"Cough cough." He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and he argued, "Dad hasn't used a hatchet for many years, he's raw."

Raw?

"Dad, why don't you take your hand and cook it?"

Ok?
Jiang Feng looked at Pudding and asked, "Little cutie, are you serious?"

It's normal that you don't understand what "hand-born" means.

Can your hands be cooked?
Are you too hasty?

Little Pudding also came to his senses, and explained with some embarrassment: "Oh, Dad's hands can't cook, but pig's trotters and chicken feet can be cooked."

forget it. I'm done here.

Jiang Feng walked around several places in the mountains, and finally chopped down a dozen bamboos.

Cut off the branches, leaving only the bare trunk.

He tied the bamboo into a bundle, carried it on his shoulders, and commanded the six little guys who were spectators: "Go, let's go down the mountain!"

At this time, the four tigers also let out an excited "ow", scaring the birds and beasts in the mountains and fleeing in all directions.

Dahei even rolled and crawled with his tail between his legs, and disappeared without a trace.

"Cackling! Dahei is a coward!"

……

back home.

Jiang Feng immediately arranged tasks for the little ones.

"Preserved eggs, go ask grandma for a lighter!"

"Coke, go get a basin."

"Pudin, sit here, don't move around, be careful that the bamboo will cut your hands."

"Okay, Daddy, we promise not to move around."

Preserved eggs and Coke found something unusual.

Damn, daddy is too partial, isn't he?
We work, Pudding and the others are in charge of watching?

Hey, men and women are indeed different!

Jiang Feng got a firewood stove himself, and got some chopped firewood from Mr. Gu's house.

Soon, a puff of smoke rose.

The little ones were snotted and teary from the smoke.

I couldn't hide, so I had to run away holding my nose.

In the distance, continue to observe Jiang Feng's fight with the fireworks.

After the smoke dissipated, a fire was lit in the stove.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

The little ones squatted back and forth again, Milk asked.

Jiang Feng filled the basin with water, took a bamboo, and closed one eye as if holding a gun. He turned the bamboo around and observed carefully.

"I was looking, which joint of the bamboo is bent,
Then, put it on the fire to smoke,

When it softens, you can straighten it. "

"Then the rod will be straighter,
Moreover, the place that has been baked by fire has a different color, which will look good. "

Jiang Feng explained while operating.

Although when picking bamboos on the mountain, he tried to choose straight ones.

But natural things always need artificial post-modification.

Where bamboo is bent, it is at the joints.

Jiang Feng started from the tail, and the bamboo joint was tilted to the left. After he warmed it up on the fire, he put that section of bamboo on his knees, and moved in the opposite direction, breaking it little by little.

When I feel that the straightness is right, I put the bamboo on the top of the pot, scoop water with my hands, and pour it on the straightened bamboo joints.

"Daddy, why are you pouring water on it?"

"That way, it'll get colder faster and keep the angle Daddy's made.

If it's still hot, it's probably bent itself again. "

"Oh, like that."

"Dad, isn't it good to just buy a fishing rod? Why do you have to work so hard and do it yourself?"

Come on, the problems that should come, will always come.

Jiang Feng explained: "Not everyone can use the fishing rod bought in the store.

Moreover, the things in the store are expensive, and not everyone can afford them or be willing to spend money on them. "

"Think about it, a long time ago, before those fishing rods in the store were invented, where did the ancients go to buy fishing rods?

They can only use this method to make fishing rods by themselves. "

"Oh, then why didn't they invent the fishing rod in the store earlier?"

Jiang Feng had a big head, so he had to say one reason, which he thought was a good one.

"Because there were few people fishing in the past, and everyone was busy earning money to support their families, so they didn't have the time to study these things.

Moreover, it is super simple and convenient to make fishing rods in this way,
Sometimes just cut a piece of bamboo or a stick, and you can fish.

If Grandpa Gu wants to go fishing, but he doesn't have a fishing rod in his hand, he has to go to the town or city to buy a fishing rod.

That's such a hassle, isn't it? "

"Hmm." The little guys nodded with a vague understanding.

"Dad is showing you now, just to let you know that there is another way to do fishing rods.

Moreover, in the process of using, if it is damaged, it will not be a pity. "

……

Guys, finally don't ask so many questions.

It took an hour for Jiang Feng to straighten the eight fishing rods.

I also collected materials from the local area, and took a waste slipper from the grandson of Mr. Gu’s family,

Trim it into a big and a small float.

"Daddy, what is this for?"

"This is a float."

Jiang Feng gestured and said, "It can prevent the bait on the hook from sinking to the bottom of the water. When a fish comes to eat, it will move, and we will know that there is a fish coming."

It's really unpleasant to work while being a mentor to the children, giving explanations, and working at the same time.

Nima, is this cultivating my patience, or cultivating the patience of the children?

Why do I feel that this is tormenting me?
After tying the hook and hanging the line, Jiang Feng took the little guys and dug some small earthworms in the ground.

"Let's go, let's go fishing."

Although it's almost lunch time, let's go play for a while before talking!