Chapter 32 Ready, just waiting for the tide
Zhao Dahai turned around and hurried home, took a hatchet, climbed up the hill behind the village to chop bamboo, but this time it was not dianthus. After walking for half an hour, Found another type of bamboo in large clumps - moso bamboo.
The bamboo wall of Dianthus is thick and resistant to seawater corrosion. The wall of Moso bamboo is relatively thinner and has greater buoyancy but its ability to resist seawater corrosion is not as good as that of Dianthus. For making fish steak fences, dianthus is the first choice because it is more durable. For daily use such as weaving dustpans, moso bamboo is better.
Zhao Dahai swung the hatchet and chopped it at an angle of 45 degrees. Three knives chopped down a bamboo as thick as an arm. He chopped eight branches in succession and cut off the tops and leaves. Each one had It's about ten meters long. I tie it up on my shoulders and carry it down the mountain to go home.
Zhao Dahai carried the bamboo back to the vegetable field behind the house and threw it on the ground. He went home and took a saw. He cut each bamboo node 20 centimeters upward to form a natural bamboo tube, with eight bamboos. After sawing, I counted exactly eighty.
Zhao Dahai wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was very hard to saw wet bamboo. After a while, his hands were a little sore. He took a break and took a big basket. He put all the bamboo tubes back into the yard and started to drill holes. Punch two holes, put a half-meter-long rope through it, tie a knot, and get a bamboo tube that can be carried. All eighty bamboo tubes are threaded. It is almost 12 o'clock at noon. I have to be busy with something and eat more. It's simple. I cook a pot of rice and the leftover salted fish from the morning. I fill my stomach and continue my work.
Zhao Dahai searched in the woodshed for a while, took out a piece of wood about one centimeter thick and about two meters long, sawed a section, 30 centimeters wide and 60 centimeters long, and searched in the tool box for a long time. , took out a piece of used sandpaper, and polished one side of the board as smooth as possible.
Zhao Dahai used two wooden sticks to make a T handle. He drilled a square hole in the front of the board with a chisel and put the handle on. There was a small gap and a little wobble. Several small pieces of wood were cut at one end. Pointed, the hammer hit the small crack hard, and tried again, but it was not stable.
“Are you going to catch the jumping fish later?!”
Zhong Cuihua walked out of the hall and saw the things Zhao Dahai was tossing, and knew that he was going to catch the jumping fish.
Zhao Dahai shook his head. Recently, the tide is almost noon in the morning. If you want to catch jumping fish, you have to wait until the tide is out and the tidal flats next to the mangroves are exposed. If you can't do it today, you will have to wait until tomorrow.
The sun sets.
The sky is filled with glow.
The sea breeze blew by, bringing with it a hint of hot coolness.
Zhao Dahai packed up the things he needed to catch jumping fish tomorrow and placed them neatly in the corner. He didn’t have to rush when he went out early tomorrow morning.
Zhao Dahai walked into the kitchen and started to make dinner. He saw that the remaining salted fish could not be wasted. After thinking about it for a while, he came up with an idea. He first cooked the rice, grabbed a handful of dried mud snails and Put the sea melon seed meat into a bowl and pour some boiling water to soak it. Cut the salty pork belly hanging on the stove into a piece as big as your palm and cut it into small pieces. Boil it in boiling water for ten minutes. This way it will become softer. Grandma Zhong Cuihua eats it. It's more convenient and removes some of the salty taste.
Zhao Dahai put a little oil in the dry pot, put the pork belly in and stir-fry until fragrant, put the pork belly and soaked sea melon seeds and snail meat in and stir-fry for a while, put in half a bowl of water, covered it, and turned off the fire. juice.
Zhao Dahai walked into the main room carrying the cooked food and placed it on the small table.
“Grandma.”
“It’s time to eat.”
Zhao Dahai shouted.
Zhong Cuihua put down the bowl in her hand, stood up with her knees in hand, walked to the small dining table and sat down.
"Grandma."
"You have to take it easy."
"There is nothing wrong with finding something to do to earn some money."
"Don't be too tired."
Zhao Dahai packed a bowl of rice and put a few pieces of soft pork belly on top of the rice. Otherwise, Zhong Cuihua would definitely not stretch out her chopsticks and keep the meat for herself. As you get older, you can eat less meat, but you cannot eat none.
“How can you be tired?!”
“I eat and drink well every day and sit at home, without the wind or the sun.”
Zhong Cuihua Shaked his head.
Zhao Dahai shook his head gently. It was unlikely that he could be persuaded. He could only keep an eye on him for a little longer. If he felt that the time was too long, he immediately stopped him.
Zhao Dahai picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of pork belly, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, the oil flowed out immediately. The pure fat meat was soft, while the lean meat was a little hard, with a mixed texture of soft and hard. It's very good. It absorbs the umami flavor of salted fish and sea melon seeds and mud snails. It's very delicious.
Zhao Dahai took four or five mouthfuls of rice. The pork belly tastes great and goes very well with rice.
"Grandma!" "These mud snails and sea melon seeds are good, and the salted fish tastes very good."
Zhao Dahai sandwiched the meat from mud snails and sea melon seeds and put it into Zhong Cuihua's bowl. The meat of the sun-dried mud snails and sea melon seeds becomes softer when soaked in hot water. The pork belly is stewed together and absorbs the fat. The taste is really good.
When Zhao Dahai was full, grandma Zhong Cuihua had already finished eating. She washed the dishes and put them away and returned to the main room. When she saw grandma Zhong Cuihua weaving fishing nets again, she wanted to help earn more money. It’s not enough to save the remaining 20,000 yuan.
Zhao Dahai took Zhong Cuihua out and walked a hundred paces after dinner. After walking for a while, he met several old men and women in their sixties and seventies in the village.
“Why is it so hot today?!”
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"It's like a steamer."
"I can't sit still in the room."
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"I have nothing to do at home, so I want to get more tomorrow." The fishing nets are mended when I am idle, and earning a few cents is money.”
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Zhao Dahai sat on a rock and watched Zhong Cuihua chatting with the old men and women in the village. There was no moon and stars, and he didn't know where to hide. It was pitch black and he couldn't see the faces, but he could tell that grandma Zhong Cuihua was in a good mood.
Five o'clock in the morning.
Zhao Dahai woke up, walked into the kitchen quietly, cooked the porridge, ate two bowls, took the kettle, filled it with boiling water and carried it to the yard, walked to the corner, and had already cleaned it up yesterday Good things, I took a pole and carried it. One end was a plastic bucket, which contained a few mesh bags and water bottles. The other end was eighty bamboo tubes. I opened the door of the yard and walked out, striding towards the village pier. go.
When Zhao Dahai walked to the village pier, the sun had just risen, and the fishing boats from the village were coming back one after another. After looking at it, today's harvest was much better than yesterday.
Make money! You must work hard to make money! Only after repairing the fishing boat can you go out to sea to fish.
Zhao Dahai strode towards the mangrove forest. With a fishing boat, I can go out to sea to fish like these people in the village.
“What does Zhao Dahai want to do?!”
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“Can’t you tell this?”
"Those bamboo tubes jumping on the poles must be used to catch jumping fish."
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“This is a hard job.”
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“What can we do?!”
“There is no fishing boat. I want to If you want to make money, you can only think of this way! ”
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The people on the fishing boats docked at the pier were chatting and picking the fish they had just caught. The big and valuable ones are placed together, and the small and worthless ones are placed in another place. After a while, they are put into net bags or baskets and sold in the town.
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