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

Chapter 71

A fish-belly white just appeared on the horizon.

Zhao Dahai pushed the motorcycle out, with tung oil, lime and jute thread tied on the back seat, and drove directly to the village pier.At this time, the people who went fishing had just returned, and the air was filled with a fishy smell of fish, shrimp and crab, and the sound of shouting was very lively from far away.

Zhao Dahai greeted the people in the village while unloading the things on the back seat of the motorcycle. Seeing the fish, shrimps and crabs in the basket, he couldn't wait to fix the fishing boat and go fishing earlier.

Zhao Dahai walked through the forest to the fishing boat. There was a thick layer of dew on the waterproof plastic sheet, and he didn't rush to tear it off. The place where the boat was repaired was in the middle of the forest, and the water vapor was heavy, so he had to wait for the sun to come out.

Zhao Dahai sorted out the things he had brought. The tung oil was all neatly arranged, and immediately began to mix the putty lime. I rubbed it carefully for a few minutes, and said to make a whole bucket.

Zhao Dahai started immediately, Zhao Shi was satisfied.

The sun rose and the temperature soared immediately.A gust of wind blows, refreshing and sweating in a short while.

Zhao Dahai carefully tore off the waterproof plastic sheet, and the fishing boat was dry without any water.

Zhao Shi stirred the putty lime in the bucket, it was very good, Zhao Dahai did a good job, serious and willing to work hard, this thing looks simple, but impatient and lack of strength can't play it well.

Zhao Dahai looked at a small leather bag that Zhao Shi opened. Inside were a hammer and a dozen or so chisels. A hammer is not much different from an ordinary iron hammer. A chisel is a chisel with a small, blunt head, which comes in different sizes, lengths, and shapes.

Without further ado, Zhao Shi took the twist hammer and the thickest and largest chisel, and started directly.

"A coat of putty lime."

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"The jute must be arranged properly, and the larger seams are used more and the smaller seams are used less."

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"A strip of jute is driven into the seam of the boat. Put a layer of putty lime on it. The jute that grows on both sides is folded back and beaten in."

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"When chiseling, it is not in the same direction, and it must be impossible to drill in all directions."

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"Three times in one position. This is three in and three out. It must be enough. This boat will not leak. If there is no collision, it will work for at least five years."

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Zhao Dahai looked at the twist hammer and chisel in Zhao Shi's hands. The speed was not fast, but it went up and down, in and out, and the water flow was the same. The place is flat, as if it has been wiped with a gray knife, and the naked eye can see that the putty lime and jute are mixed very evenly.

After Zhao Shi made a half-meter-long seam, he handed the twist hammer and chisel to Zhao Dahai.

Zhao Dahai was not polite, he seemed to understand that if he could do it, especially if he could do it well, he had to get started, so he picked up the twist hammer and chisel and went straight to work.

Zhao Dahai’s eyes were wide open. When Zhao Shi did it, it was extremely simple. He casually smeared putty lime and jute in and out. If there is more, there is less. After beating for a long time, the jute is scattered everywhere. What is even more frightening is that the jute that was beaten in with great difficulty fell out with a little force from the chisel.

Zhao Dahai wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, picked off the jute that had been beaten into the seams, took a few breaths, and started the beating again.

Zhao Shi smoked the waterpipe, didn't speak, just watched Zhao Dahai work, there was no need for fancy tricks, he had to practice by himself, not once, twice, twice, not three times, until the behavior stopped.

After nearly two hours of beating, Zhao Dahai put down the twist hammer and chisel, shook his numb hands a few times, looked at the seam about ten centimeters long, and looked at Zhao Shi next to him. proud of.

Zhao Shi put down the hookah, took the twist hammer and chisel, found a place, hit it, and sank half a centimeter deep.

Zhao Dahai's face turned red.why is it like this?This is because I didn't fight well!Once the fishing boat is launched into the water, such a place must be rotten first. Don’t look at it, it’s just a little bit rotten, but after a little bit, it rots quickly. It’s impossible to check the bottom of the boat every day, usually every one to two years or even three to five years. , it may have leaked before it was discovered.

"This can't be fast!"

"Slow down, type in bit by bit, don't be in a hurry to eat into a fat man."

Zhao Shi clicked on Zhao Dahai.

Zhao Dahai thought about it for a while, and understood what was going on. It doesn't matter if you have the strength to do this job. Just now, I beat myself desperately, and every time I beat it, it was useless. Zhao Shi's strength is much weaker than his own, but Casually, the beaten hemp is sunken, too much jute is beaten at one time, and the beating is almost not firm. Don't beat too much jute each time, and beat more slowly at the same time.

Zhao Dahai picked up the twist hammer and chisel, and continued to beat. This time, he was not in a hurry at all. He mixed oil, lime, and jute into it bit by bit. At the same place, he beat it several times and adjusted the direction and angle of the twist chisel slightly every time he hit it.

Zhao Shi was smoking the hookah, he didn't need to look carefully at the hemp cracks, he just had to look at Zhao Dahai's twisting hammer and chisel, and listen to the sound of beating.

After Zhao Dahai finished making it about ten centimeters long, he looked up at Zhao Shi, his wrinkled face showed no expression at all, and his heart skipped a beat.

"remember."

"This boat is meant to go out to sea, to float on the water, and you'll be fishing on it."

"Your money depends on it. My life depends on it."

Zhao Shi turned around and walked slowly while smoking the hookah end.

Zhao Dahai breathed a sigh of relief, he had finished his job, took a few sips of water to rest for a while, picked up the twist hammer and chisel, and continued to hemp, and there was rhythmic hammering sound in the forest.

The sun set in the west, and within a short time, darkness descended on the entire earth. There was no moon, no stars in the sky, and it was very dark.

After dinner, Zhao Dahai didn't care about rest, took a flashlight and a gas lamp, and went back to the woods. If he wanted to repair the fishing boat earlier and go fishing earlier, he had to hurry up and work more.

The forest at night by the sea is dewy, and the waterproof plastic sheet is hung by several ropes to cover the entire fishing boat. As long as there is no strong wind or heavy rain, there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhao Dahai lit the gas lamp, but the light was relatively weak. He pumped the gas a few times, and after a while it burned very brightly, like a little sun. Play hemp.

Very quiet at night.

Sound travels farther.

Zhao Dahai concentrated his energy, one after another, the jute mixed with putty and lime was constantly driven into the seams of the boat, all of which entered three times and exited three times. The boat was meant to go out to sea and float on the water.Money depends on it.My life depends on it, and I really don't have to be sloppy in doing this job.

　I am really sleepy!Eyes are a little hard to keep open.

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