Chapter 105 The sun sets again! It’s been a day’s work!
Zhao Dahai returned to the village and kept one of the fish he brought back, and gave the rest to Zhao Shi, Zhong Shizhu, Lei Dayou and Liu Bin. Zhong Shizhu, Lei Dayou and Liu Bin made a profit upon hearing this.
More than a thousand dollars, I'm very envious. This is much better than staying at home. However, there will definitely be people on the fish rafts tomorrow. Even if I go there, I won't be able to catch much. Artificially bred red drum are not valuable goods. Three
Wutiao couldn't make any money, so he gave up after thinking about it and continued to stay at home.
Zhao Dahai returned home. He didn't eat at noon. He ate early in the evening and started cooking before five o'clock in the afternoon. A big fish was divided into two halves, one half was eaten now, and the other half was pickled with salt.
The meat of red drum fish is relatively woody and tasteless. There is only one way to make it delicious - braised in braised sauce. The cooking method is very simple. Clean the large iron pot, dry it, add oil to smoke, and cut it into large pieces of red drum.
Put down the drum fish meat and fry until browned. Boil large pieces of ginger and garlic with water, soy sauce and salt, and simmer over high heat for twenty minutes.
Zhao Dahai opened the lid, and there was a lot of juice left in the pot. The fish pieces were soaked in it, and it smelled very good. The vegetables in the vegetable garden were growing rapidly every day, and he couldn't finish them. He added one fish and one vegetable to the rice, and ate it.
Your belly should be round.
After Zhao Dahai finished his dinner, he hung up the other half of the salted red drum fish to dry. Once dried, it becomes salted fish. You can eat it anytime you want. He went out and spent thirty yuan on the steak fee and earned a thousand yuan.
Three hundred yuan, I brought some fish back to give away, and I had a full meal. It was very cost-effective.
Zhao Dahai saw Zhong Cuihua walking towards the back of the yard carrying a small bowl of leftovers and something, and followed him. He raised chickens at home, and the leftovers would not be wasted until tomorrow.
Zhong Cuihua didn't go near the chicken coop. The chickens inside had already rushed out in a swarm. They had been fed over the past few days and she knew they had something to eat at a glance.
Zhao Dahai took a look and saw that the chicks he bought were different every day, almost twice as big as the ones he bought when he first bought them. Several of the little roosters had begun to grow wings, and their combs were different from other chickens. "Grandma."
"There is no need to buy chickens during the Chinese New Year."
Zhao Dahai estimated that the growth rate of these chicks would be a few months away from the Chinese New Year, and they would definitely be able to catch up.
"This chick looks pretty good."
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"I will definitely be able to eat it during the Chinese New Year."
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"Leave two pullets and a rooster, and the eggs they lay can hatch chicks and raise them next year."
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Zhong Cuihua watched the chickens grabbing food and muttered.
Zhao Dahai walked into the vegetable garden. The longer the vegetables, the better. The whole patch was covered with green vegetables. It looked very green and very pleasing. The cucumbers and loofahs were already as big as a child's arms, and the beans were as long as chopsticks. Three or five
I had enough time to eat, so I walked around and walked to the corner, turned on the faucet and dragged the hose to water the vegetables. Don’t forget the lychee and longan fruit trees planted beside it. These are the fruits of grandma Zhong Cuihua’s great-grandson, so I have to take good care of them.
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After Zhao Dahai finished watering the vegetables, he plucked the old vegetable leaves from the vegetable field and threw them into the chicken pen to feed the chickens.
Night falls.
The fishing village suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Dahai was sitting on a stool, wondering whether he should buy a TV or at least a radio. There was a sound while grandma Zhong Cuihua was weaving a fishing net. As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately shook her head and said it wouldn't cost the money.
Zhao Dahai didn't continue to talk about this matter. He made up his mind to see what he wanted to buy when he walked around the town one day. This matter had to be dealt with first and later.
The sun hangs high in the sky, and the white flowers thorns make it difficult to open your eyes.
The sea is calm.
Not a breath of wind.
Zhao Dahai took the fishing rod, pulled it back one meter and stopped. After waiting for a few minutes and there was no movement, he pulled it back another meter. The white-headed waves have been going on for five days. Early this morning, the fishing boats at the pier, whether they were fishing or not.
Or maybe the fishermen can't stand it for a long time, and they all rush out immediately regardless of the time they go out to sea.
No fish!
Not a single fish!
Zhao Dahai took back the string hook. The sea centipede hanging on the hook was intact. He replaced it with a fresh one. He moved the fishing boat and chose a new position to throw it out. After fifteen minutes, he took it back very helplessly.<
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No fish!
No fish again!
It's almost twelve o'clock now, and I haven't caught a single sand pointed fish all morning.
Zhao Dahai lowered his head and looked at the sea next to the boat. There was no wind or waves, and it was very calm. However, the water was very turbid, like yellow mud soup, and the bottom was like sand, let alone other places.
Zhao Dahai vaguely heard someone cursing. He looked up and saw that about ten meters to his left, there was a fishing boat cursing and greeting God and the Sea Dragon King. It was all people who went out to sea to fish or catch fish before dawn in the early morning.
The mainstay of the family, the young and the old, are all waiting for dinner, and the pressure is very high. It is unbearable to catch fish.
Zhao Dahai glanced around and saw a dozen fishing boats like him that came here to fish for sand pointed fish. Not only did he not catch any fish, but none of these fishing boats caught any fish.
What to do?
There is nothing you can do!
Able to hold on bravely!
The sun sets.
Zhao Dahai returned to the village pier. The fishing boats that had gone out to sea early in the morning came back one after another. They parked the fishing boats and circled around. Especially the fishing boats of the familiar Zhong Shizhu and Lei Dayou. All of them had no fish, and the pier was full of curses. Zhao Dahai packed up the fishing boat, washed the deck with sea water, went home to eat and sleep, but he didn't catch any fish, didn't make any money, and was not in the mood at all.
Zhao Dahai opened his eyes at three o'clock in the morning. Unable to sleep anymore, he got up and cooked breakfast. After eating, he packed up and went out. When he arrived at the pier, he looked at the sea water. The miracle did not happen. The sea water was almost as turbid as yesterday. There must be no fish.<
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Zhao Dahai got on the fishing boat, started the diesel engine and drove out. He had to go out whether there was fish or not. He might have a chance when he went out, but he had no chance at home. However, after half a day, he found that it was more cost-effective to sleep at home. Going out to sea would only cost gas.
The work is hard and there is no chance to make money.
Zhao Dahai stood up and moved his right hand. He has been throwing string hooks and collecting string hooks for the past two days. There is nothing to say about the fish. No matter how tired or sore it is, it is worth it. But there are really no fish. p>
After Zhao Dahai finished his lunch, he looked at the two sand pointed fish the size of a small finger in the live cabin, drove the fishing boat away, and arrived in the sea area where he fished for black sea bream by swinging the pile in an hour or so.
"Plop, plop!"
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"Plop, plop!"
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"Plop, plop!"
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Zhao Dahai shook the bamboo pole with his left hand and knocked on the wood on the side of the boat, making a rhythmic sound. He held the fishing rod in his right hand and stared at the rod. He bent down suddenly in anticipation and did not appear, without even shaking.<
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Zhao Dahai raised his head and looked at the sun hanging in the west, almost falling into the sea.
You can’t catch the sand tip fish, and you can’t catch the black fish by shaking the pile.