When the morning glow dyed the sky red, Claude ended his second practice of the Hexagram Meditation Technique and woke up.
Very good. The three companions lying on the cabin were all sleeping soundly. Viricero also made a tut-tsk sound. I wonder if he was eating something delicious in his sleep. Bockaar is quite good at this. Even when he was drunk, he didn't make any noise, so he slept quietly until now. It seems that there is a reason why the blueberry fruit wine is more expensive than the kale wine. At least you won't have a headache and be thirsty in the middle of the night looking for water.
Ericson, on the other hand, curled up in a ball with his arms wrapped around the blanket, sleeping like a good baby. He was the one who rested first last night. Verricro said he didn't want to sleep yet, so he worked the midnight shift, letting Claude rest first and get up again in the second half of the night. In fact, it was already around one o'clock in the middle of the night, so Claude agreed after thinking about it.
However, Claude did not sleep, but took the time to practice meditation. When he woke up, about an hour and a half had passed. Viricero was still fishing, but there were only two thin candles left for the fish-skin lantern. He said he had caught seven more fish.
Judging from their night fishing situation, their luck was pretty good. Not counting those caught round up, there were about sixty lake fish caught at night alone, which were estimated to be worth seven to eight riyals. No wonder those fishermen say that fishing at night is more profitable than fishing during the day. Unfortunately, it is impossible to catch so many fish every night.
Claude washed his face with the cold lake water, then urged Vericro to rest, and he took the two fishing rods. Vericero fell asleep quite quickly, and soon started snoring after being wrapped in a blanket.
Claude's fishing skills were not as good as Vericro's, and the fish he took the bait ran away several times, but even so, he still caught four lake fish, one of which was a relatively valuable money fish. Although this fish is also a freshwater fish, its meat is delicious and has few bones. In addition, its scales resemble shrunken gold coins. It has always been known as a lucky fish and is one of the few freshwater fishes that the old tavern is willing to buy at a high price. The one caught by Claude estimated to weigh about a pound and a half, and should be sold for five or six sunars.
After Claude used up the remaining two thin candles, he could no longer go fishing at night. He looked at the glass hourglass and found that the time scale was only around four-twenty. This time should be the darkest moment before dawn. The silver moon in the sky seems to be blocked by the clouds, and does not shed its silver clear light downwards. The lake was dark, with only the large fish-skin lantern on the mast of the fishing boat and a little dim candlelight illuminating the lake around the fishing boat with some dark red color.
Claude felt that it should be safe on the lake, and saw that his three companions were also sleeping deeply, so he simply started practicing meditation again. But this time after practicing, he found that the sky turned white and dawn had arrived.
He stood up, stretched deeply, rubbed his face, picked up the linen towel hanging on the side of the boat, twisted it in the lake water and wiped his face. Claude picked up the iron pot, shook it in the lake water to rinse it, and then went to the cabin where the things were stored to pick up a large wooden bucket. The wooden bucket was filled with mountain spring water brought in yesterday, and half of the pot was filled with water. , put it on the iron stove and burned it.
To be honest, Claude insisted on bringing this big wooden barrel of mountain spring water. Erikson thought it was unnecessary because they were going to the freshwater side of Lake Beringa. Were they worried that there would be no water to drink in the lake? It's fresh water. But Claude said that the fishermen in the freshwater area over there wash their faces and feet in the lake, and even defecate in the lake. Can everyone drink the lake water? So everyone agreed to ask someone to send a large barrel of mountain spring water. cost a sunar
Claude is going to make half a pot of black tea. Yesterday he also bought a large bottle of milk and honey, which he will put in later. Drinking a cup of honey milk black tea early in the morning will not only make your stomach feel comfortable but also make you full of energy throughout the day.
It's just that Claude hasn't finished half the glass yet, mainly because it's too hot. Erikson woke up when he smelled the sweet smell, rubbed his eyes and said, "What smells so good?"
Claude poured him a large glass, and the two of them sat on the deck and drank, looking at the green mountains in the distance and the reeds that stretched into the distance by the lake at the foot of the mountains.
The morning glow is like a gorgeous ribbon, dancing gently on the horizon, dyeing the white clouds with colorful splendor, and slowly dyeing the entire sky red. The sky is already dark.