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Chapter 71 Three in and three out to play jute

 A hint of fish belly white just appeared on the horizon.

Zhao Dahai pushed his motorcycle out, tung oil, lime, jute thread and other things were tied in the back seat, and drove directly to the village pier. At this time, people who went fishing had just returned, and the air was filled with a fishy smell of fish, shrimp and crabs.

, the loud shouting sound spread far away and was very lively.

Zhao Dahai greeted the people in the village and unloaded the things on the back seat of his motorcycle. When he saw the fish, shrimps and crabs in the basket, he couldn't wait to repair the fishing boat and go fishing early.

Zhao Dahai walked through the forest to the fishing boat. There was a thick layer of dew on the waterproof plastic sheet, but he did not pull it away in a hurry. 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 and all these were all neatly arranged, and he immediately began to mix the oil and lime. When the mixture was almost done, the second grandfather Zhao Shi came over with a hookah in his hand, took a look, and stretched out his hand to squeeze it.

After rubbing it carefully for several minutes, I said it would make a whole bucket.

Zhao Dahai started immediately. Zhao Shi was satisfied.

As the sun rises, the temperature immediately soars. A gust of wind blows, and within a short period of time, I feel so hot that I'm sweating.

Zhao Dahai carefully pulled open the waterproof plastic sheet. The fishing boat was dry and there was no water at all.

Zhao Shi stirred the putty lime in the bucket. It was very good. Zhao Dahai worked really well, he was serious and willing to work hard. This thing looked simple, but he didn't have the patience or energy to play it.

Zhao Dahai looked at Zhao Shi and opened a small leather bag. Inside was a hammer and about a dozen chisels. In some places, cracking is also called twisting. These are twisting hammers and twisting chisels, tools specially used for cracking.

The hammer is not much different from an ordinary hammer. A twist chisel is a chisel with a small and blunt head, and comes in different sizes, lengths and shapes.

Without saying a word, Zhao Shi took the twisting hammer and the thickest and largest twisting chisel and started working directly.

"Apply a layer of putty lime."

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"The jute must be sorted well. Use more to sew large pieces and less to sew small ones."

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"A line of jute is driven into the seam of the ship. Apply a layer of putty lime. The jute that grows out on both sides is folded back and driven in."

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"When you are hammering and hammering, you have to drive in all directions so that it cannot penetrate."

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"Play one position three times. This is three in and three out. You have to hit it enough. This ship will not leak. If there is no impact, it will be effective for at least five years."

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Zhao Dahai looked at the twisting hammer and twisting chisel in Zhao Shi's hand. They were not fast, but they moved up and down, in and out, and the water flow was the same. This is the skill of those who have worked hard for a long time. They are very strict and solid, and they have been numbed.

The place is smooth and neat, as if it had been plastered with a plaster knife. You can see with the naked eye that the putty lime and jute are mixed very evenly.

After Zhao Shi finished drilling a half-meter-long seam, he handed the twisting hammer and chisel to Zhao Dahai.

Zhao Dahai was not polite. He seemed to understand clearly whether he could do it, especially whether he could do it well. He had to get started. He picked up the twisting hammer and twisting chisel and started working directly.

Zhao Dahai's eyes widened. Zhao Shi was so simple when he was doing it. He just put putty and plaster on it and beat the jute in and out casually. When it was his turn, the twisting hammer and chisel weighed a thousand kilograms, but the putty and lime didn't.

Too much means too little. After beating for a long time, the jute was scattered everywhere. What was even more frightening was that the jute that was finally driven in fell out with a little force of the chisel.

Zhao Dahai wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked out the jute in the slit, took a few breaths and started tying again.

Zhao Shi smoked the hookah and said nothing, just watching Zhao Dahai work. There is no trick in this matter, you have to practice it by yourself, not once, twice, twice, not three times, until the behavior stops.

Zhao Dahai worked for nearly two hours. He put down the twisting hammer and chisel, shook his numb hand a few times, looked at the ten centimeter-long seam that had just been made, and looked at Zhao Shi next to him. It was a little small.

of pride.

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

Zhao Dahai's face turned red. Why is this? This is because he did not fight well! Once the fishing boat goes into the water, such a place must be rotten first. Don't look at it, it is just a little rotten, but if it is a little rotten, it will rot later.

You have to do it quickly. It is impossible to check the bottom of the boat every day. It usually takes one or two years or even three to five years. There may be water leakage before it is discovered.

"This life is not pleasant!"

"Slow down, go in little by little, don't rush to become fat in one bite."

Zhao Shi clicked on Zhao Dahai.

Zhao Dahai thought for a while and understood what was going on. To do this work, you don't have to have the strength. Just now, he beat him desperately, using all his strength with every blow, but it was useless. Zhao Shi was much weaker than himself, but

Just casually, the punched jute is dented. Too much jute is punched in at one time, and the punch is not strong enough. Don't punch in too much jute each time, and beat it slower and more times.

Zhao Dahai picked up the twisting hammer and twisting chisel and continued to hit. This time he was not in a hurry at all. He mixed the putty, lime and jute and punched in bit by bit. He hit the same place a few more times, adjusting the direction and angle of the twisting chisel slightly every time.
Zhao Shi was smoking a hookah. He didn't need to look carefully at the hemp seams. He only needed to look at the twisting hammer and chisel used by Zhao Dahai to make the hemp and listen to the sound. The result this time was not bad and there was nothing wrong with it.
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After Zhao Dahai finished making 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 and float on the water. You can fish on it."

"You have to make money by it. Your life depends on it."

Zhao Shi turned around and walked away slowly while holding the hookah butt and smoking.

Zhao Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. He was done. He drank some water and rested for a while. Then he picked up the twisting hammer and chisel and continued to hit numbness. The rhythmic sound of hammering could be heard in the forest.

The sun sets in the west, and within a short time, darkness descends on the entire earth. There is no moon or stars in the sky, and it is very dark.

After Zhao Dahai finished dinner, he didn't bother to rest. He took a flashlight and a gas lamp and returned to the woods. If he wanted to repair the fishing boat earlier and go fishing early, he had to hurry up and work more.

There is heavy dew in the forest at night on the beach. A few ropes of waterproof plastic sheet are hung up to cover the entire fishing boat. As long as it is not windy or rainy, there will be no problem at all.

Zhao Dahai lit the gas lamp, but the light was relatively weak. He inflated it a few times. After burning for a while, it became very bright, like a little sun. He placed it beside the place where he was going to work, picked up the twisting hammer and chisel and continued.

Beat hemp.

It's very quiet at night.

Sound travels farther.

Zhao Dahai concentrated his mind, and slowly and slowly, jute mixed with putty lime, continued to penetrate into the cracks of the ship, all three in and three out. The ship must go to sea and float on the water. It makes money.

Rely on it. Your life depends on it. You really can’t be careless in this job.


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