Rebirth of Fishing Village: Starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

Chapter 129 Another great opportunity to make money!
Zhao Dahai went to the bank to save money. In the past few days, he earned more than 8000 yuan. He kept a little for his own use, and deposited the rest in the bank. He just said yesterday that he would build a building. The land is waiting, and he only owes money , Work hard to make money and not spend it indiscriminately, so that you can save money.

Zhao Dahai went to the fishing tackle store to buy various accessories. Fishing is not a world of one line and one hook. The loss is not small, so we have to replenish it from time to time. I bought a lot of sea centipede, and the Antarctic shrimp has been used up. I don’t know what to do next. Will you continue to catch yellow bream, but this is frozen bait, buy it home, use it when you need it, don't need to put it in the refrigerator, it won't break in a while.

After Zhao Dahai finished shopping, he came home on a motorcycle. Grandma Zhong Cuihua was setting up a dustpan at the gate of the yard, and was planning to take out the sandworms to dry. It has been raining non-stop for the past few days, and the sandworms that have just been dried are somewhat damp again. Now that the weather is fine, it must be taken out to dry in the sun.

Zhao Dahai immediately helped out, took out the sandworms in the bag, and spread them all on the dustpan, and took out all the salted fish and so on to dry in the sun.

"what!"

"grandmother!"

"I don't know if I don't post it. I'm shocked when I post it. There are so many dry goods in the house."

Zhao Dahai smiled.The sandworms in the dustpan looked at the salted fish, mud snails, sea melon seeds and even salted meat hanging on the shelves. There were quite a lot of them.

Zhong Cuihua looked at it, and there were quite a lot. Zhao Dahai worked hard, not to mention those who sold sandworms, but there were a lot of dried salted fish, sea melon seeds, and mud snails left at home to eat.

"The sea."

"Let's find some time to sell these dried sandworms!"

Zhong Cuihua reminded.

Zhao Dahai nodded.Dried sandworms are different from salted fish. You don’t keep them for your own food. You have to sell them to make money. The fresher they are, the easier they are to sell. They have to be taken out to dry again, if you accidentally grow mold and go bad, you will lose a lot, so you should sell them as soon as possible.

From the dry goods store in town?
This place is no different from the people who bought in the village a few days ago. It may be a little higher, but not much higher.

If your sandworms are ordinary goods, only one or two catties, it doesn’t matter where you sell them, and the difference is not much, but your own sandworms must weigh six to seven catties or even eight catties, all of which are top-notch. It's tall, and it costs a lot of money to sell it in the town. It happened once when I sold dried mussels last time.

Huh?
correct!

What was the name of the guy who bought the dried mussels last time?

Zhao Dahai couldn't remember the name for a while, turned back to the room, searched for a while, and found out the business card that the person left for him.

Wu Weimin.

Jin Minghua's private restaurant.

Zhao Dahai decided to make a phone call the next time he was in town to see if Wu Weimin wanted the sandworms in his hands. It will be much better. This is hard money. It takes a little effort to earn a little more.

After lunch, Zhao Dahai went to the pier. He did not go out to sea for fish sale in the morning, so he stayed at home for the rest of the day and had nothing to do. Going out to sea for fishing, as much as he could catch, was better than staying at home anyway. Go to the pier to have a look There are people on the beach and on the reef not far away, all carrying net bags in their hands, and they are all picking up snails, many of them are familiar people.

"The sea!"

"Going to sell fish in the morning?!"

"Then you missed a great opportunity to pick up snails!"

When Zhong Shizhu saw Zhao Dahai, he raised the net bag he was carrying in his hand. When he came back from fishing early this morning, someone happened to see a lot of ox-eye snails crawling on the small pier and nearby reefs. He remembered that it had just rained for a few days. , all the snails can't bear to climb out, and after selling the fish, they all start to pick up snails. Unfortunately, there are too many people, everyone can pick them up but not many, and you can't make much money by selling them. You can take them home and take them home. After a meal, there is another dish on the table. The taste of the ox-eye snail is quite good.

Zhao Dahai looked at it, but it was only five or six catties. He smiled and said that he went down to wash the fishing boat last night and picked up more than 270 catties.

Zhong Shizhu was dumbfounded.

More than 270 catties?

It has been raining for the past few days and I haven't gone to sea. Last night, I, Liu Bin or Lei Dayou, including the other fishing boats at the pier, were anxious to make money. They all went fishing and didn't pay attention to the bull's-eye snail at all.

"The sea!"

"You really have a life to make money!"

Zhong Shizhu sighed.Zhao Dahai was different from people like himself. He only went out to sea to fish, and he didn't go out to sea in the early hours of the night, just in time for a chance to make a fortune.Evening is a good time for large snails. During the day, most of the snails will crawl back into the sea or into the crevices of the rocks. In addition, Zhao Dahai has picked them up once. It is impossible to make money for a meal.

Bull's-eye snails are worthless, but they cost about ten yuan for everything.This time I made three to four thousand yuan.

Zhao Dahai smiled and nodded. Fishing is really hard work, and making money is what you should do. The bull's-eye snail is really not about hard work, it's just good luck. It's true that I have a life to make money.

Zhao Dahai chatted with Zhong Shizhu for a few words, then drove the fishing boat out to sea, changed many places in two or three hours, and only caught two or three small black breams and some Shi Jiugongs.

Zhao Dahai sighed, there is no way, now the rain has stopped and the sun has come out, but it has been raining non-stop for the past few days, and the salinity of the seawater in the sea has been greatly affected. I didn’t go back to the shallow sea. It’s true that yellow snappers like lighter sea water, but now that the rain has stopped, the seawater’s salinity is rising. There must be yellow eagles, but when it’s not raining, they are active and scattered. There is no yellow snapper. fishing.

Zhao Dahai drove the fishing boat to the edge of the mangrove forest, turned around, but saw no running water, the place where the big yellow snapper was caught was as flat as a mirror, only the place close to the shore had a stream of running water so small that it was almost invisible , I tried fishing for a while, and what came up was one or two small black snappers.

Zhao Dahai collected the fishing rod, tidied it up, and put it in the cabin. When there are fish in the sea, you have to work hard, but when there are no fish, it is meaningless. There is plenty of time, but gas money is needed, not at all. He took the cheat net, scooped up a few small black breams that were alive and threw them back into the sea. Shi Jiugong stayed at night to cook a soup, or braised it in soy sauce.

How about going into the mangrove forest tomorrow?

Zhao Dahai looked at the mangrove forest close at hand, and remembered the last time he dug a lot of blue crabs in the mangrove forest and picked up a lot of blue crabs. It has been a long time. The rainwater kept washing away from the inside and outside. The blue crabs in the depths of the mangroves moved with the flowing water. Some ran into the sea, and some must have burrowed in the mangroves not far from the sea.

Zhao Hai suddenly became excited.

The mangrove forest is a treasure house. There are not only blue crabs in it. Due to the high tide, the sea will be submerged. You can only go in when the tide is low. Once the time comes, the distance you can go in is limited. The blue crabs or other fish in the depths There are more shrimps and crabs, but they are out of reach. It has been raining continuously for the past few days, and there must be a lot of good products washed out by the flood. This is a good opportunity to make a fortune, and you must not let it go.

Zhao Dahai made up his mind to drive the fishing boat back to the pier and go home immediately. Tomorrow will be around [-]:[-] in the morning, and the tide will not recede very far. The beach on the beach will not be exposed, but there is no problem at all when entering the mangrove forest. It has to be done. get ready.

Zhao Dahai told grandma Zhong Cuihua that she would get up early tomorrow and go into the mangrove forest, and would not go home at noon with food, and would only come out when the tide was high, which might be later.

Zhong Cuihua nodded. The most valuable item in the mangrove forest is blue crab. Zhao Dahai is definitely going for this thing.

After Zhao Dahai cooked dinner early, he began to prepare immediately. Five net bags, ropes for tying blue crabs, small shovels and hatchets, flashlights, work gloves, drinking water, etc. were all sorted out and put in a small It’s not a small bamboo basket that can be carried on the back. I get up at four o’clock in the morning the next day, finish my breakfast, pack my lunch, take a shoulder pole, put on my liberation shoes and go out. He raised his head for a look, then lowered his head and lay down again.

When Zhao Dahai passed by the pier, there were not many fishing boats. Looking towards the sea, there were lights from fishing boats all casting nets for fishing.

be lazy?

Occasionally a day or two is okay, but if you don’t go to sea for ten days and a half months, you can’t bear it, and the whole family has to wait to drink the northwest wind.

Zhao Dahai strode towards the mangrove forest. Seeing that the sea water had receded, he pulled the bamboo basket on his shoulders, stabilized his back, held a flashlight, and bent down into the mangrove forest. He didn't know what he would find if he went in this time. .

(End of this chapter)