Chapter 52: Everyone in the village has remembered it!
Zhao Dahai woke up and saw that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. He shook his head. He was too tired and got up immediately. As soon as he arrived in the yard, he heard his grandma Zhong Cuihua talking to someone.
“Yo!”
“These mussels are so good! Fat and big!”
“They can sell for a good price!”
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"Hmph!"
"Lei Dayou is just lazy, he won't make any money by just letting it go."
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Zhao Dahai walked out At first glance, they saw Ma Hongyu and Lei Dayou, and their grandmother was turning over the mussel meat that was drying on the dustpan and straw mat one by one. Ma Hongyu was talking and helping.
"Dahai!"
"Wake up!"
When Ma Hongyu saw Zhao Dahai coming out, she immediately said hello with a smile.
Lei Dayou took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Dahai.
Zhao Dahai immediately shook his head and blocked it with his hand. He didn’t smoke. He squatted down and pinched the mussel meat. The sun was dry and the sea wind was strong, so the moisture was reduced a lot. It was a bit hard. Two or three It can be dried in a few days.
"The sea!"
"You still have a brain."
Lei Da lit up his cigarette and took a puff. He looked at the several big dustpans and mussel meat on the straw mat in front of him, feeling excited. A little complicated. The low tide every year is a good opportunity for various villages to dig mussels. Everyone can get a hundred and eighty kilograms. However, everyone goes ashore and sells them directly to the collectors, and few of them dry them themselves.
"One hundred and eighty pounds is not worth the effort?"
Zhao Dahai smiled. The dry content of mussels is only one-tenth of the fresh content. In the village, each person digs no more than 180 kilograms of mussels. The weaker ones only have 40 or 50 kilograms. The dried mussels from 100 kilograms are only 78 kilograms and not more than 10 kilograms.
The price of mussels is not high. There are too many people digging during low tide. Buyers take the opportunity to lower the price. A pound of mussels will not cost more than five yuan, and smaller ones may even cost only two or three yuan. The price of dry goods will not be less than fifty yuan a pound. Take a hundred pounds of fresh mussels as an example. The fresh product can usually be sold for 300 yuan, while the dried product can be sold for 400 to 500 yuan, which is about the same. If what you pull back is only 180 kilograms, it is not cost-effective, excluding the labor, and you won’t make much money. It is not worth the effort and suffering. If you have the time to do something else, you might make more money or be more cost-effective.
Why did you pull it back to show off? The key is that the quantity is large enough, more than one thousand kilograms. One thousand kilograms of fresh food can only last for five hundred yuan. Dry goods are different. You hold them in your own hands and you can sell them earlier or later. There is no such thing as lowering the price. In addition, the key is to be able to dry out 70, 80 or even 100 jins of dry food. If it is fifty-one jins, it can range from three thousand to five thousand. The hard work of cooking and drying is very cost-effective.
“That’s right!”
“A hundred and eighty pounds is not worth it, but a thousand pounds and a hundred and eighty pounds is different!”
Lei Dayou’s expression became even more complicated. One look at the amount of mussels dried on the dustpan and straw mat, and it was clear that Zhao Dahai had pulled back more than a thousand kilograms of mussels on a motorcycle. Pulling mussels off a motorcycle? Who would have thought of this? However, this is what Zhao Dahai does, and he can really run a motorcycle in Dahai.
The sun rises higher and higher.
Zhao Dahai squatted on the threshold of the courtyard with a bowl and drank porridge. It was already noon, so he simply changed his meal from two meals to one. Lei Dayou and Ma Hongyu left early, but from time to time, people from the village came to the yard. I walked around a few times to see the mussels drying in the sun. Grandma Zhong Cuihua is wearing a straw hat and is turning mussels. This thing needs to be turned over from time to time to make it even and sell at a good price.
Zhao Dahai took a piece of salted fish and took a bite. He looked down at the sea in the distance, which was now full of sea water. The next low tide will see the sea full of motorcycles. Why didn't the people in the village do this? No one in front of me could have imagined that the sea would be full of sand or mud, and that a person would have to get stuck even if he took a few steps, let alone a bicycle. But it is different in front of my village. There is a place where the sand and rocks are mixed together, and a motorcycle can really run. Not willing to part with a motorcycle? It depends on whether you can make money. If you can make money, you will definitely be willing to do it. Why do people in the village come to hang out in their yards from time to time? I just wanted to see how many mussels I could pull back in one day. Although I didn’t read many books, I was not stupid. On the contrary, I was shrewd. After doing the calculations, I knew immediately whether I could do this. If you have a large family, don't say you can pull back a thousand or two thousand pounds. Wouldn't you make thousands of dollars now? I earned a motorcycle in one day, who can’t figure out the amount? Don't say that you are willing to pay three to five thousand to five thousand yuan for a motorcycle. Maybe someone will buy a small three-wheeler or something. This is not impossible. "Grandma!"
"Take a break!"
Zhao Dahai shouted.
Zhong Cuihua looked through it all before giving up.
Zhao Dahai pulled a short stool and placed it next to him.
“It’s really big!”
“It can be sold at a good price.”
"It's a pity that there are too many people on the next trip and it won't be easy to deal with!"
Zhong Cuihua took off her straw hat and held the fan in her right hand to fan the wind. The weather was hot, so it would be cooler.
"Grandma!"
"Let's not join in the fun next time! Do something else, or sleep at home."
Zhao Dahai was happy. My grandma is not stupid at all, she is shrewd. When she saw that she had brought back so many mussels during this trip, especially the people in the village who came in waves, she knew that the next time the tide went out, the whole village would swarm them, leaving no one around. The villages are also not spared. There are indeed a lot of mussels in the sea, but they can't hold up more people. Everyone wants to have a big fight. There are too many monks and too little rice, so there will definitely not be much for everyone. Caught? This is impossible. There are more people. Not many people make money or they see that the hard work is not worth it. There were fewer people, the wildfires couldn't be burned away, the spring breeze blew again, and the mussels grew again.
"Okay!"
"Let's not join in the fun."
Zhong Cuihua patted her knees and squinted at the mussels drying on the dustpan and straw mat not far away. Earning thousands of dollars in a few days is worth the hard work.
Sun Minghua glanced at the mussels drying in front of Zhao Dahai's house, pushed open the courtyard door and entered the house. He put down the fishing net, walked to the faucet, turned it on, lowered his head and drank directly, until he had a full stomach.
Sun Minghua wiped his mouth, sat down on the threshold of the hall, picked up the hookah on the wall, lit it, and started smoking heavily, his face was very ugly. Zhao Dahai looked like a different person from the same village. He could see everything, and once he calculated the accounts, he knew that he had made a lot of money in less than half a month. It's okay for other people to make money, and it's just a jealousy. However, I have offended Zhao Dahai. The better Zhao Dahai's life is, the more trouble he will have.
"What the hell!"
"Who would have thought that this kid is so capable?"
The more Sun Minghua thinks about it, the more he regrets it. It's really not worth it to offend Zhao Dahai even a little bit, but it has already been done. Well, the water that was thrown out cannot be recovered.
It is getting late.
Zhao Dahai turned over the mussel meat. It has been dried for seven to eight minutes in one day. He can sell it for money after another day of drying tomorrow. He couldn't help but get excited when he thought that he was one step closer to saving enough money to repair the fishing boat. After reading it for a while, I looked forward to it very much. When I saw my grandma Zhong Cuihua coming out, she smiled and said that she had just read it again.
Zhong Cuihua walked to the dustpan, reached out and grabbed a few mussels, squeezed them hard, and nodded. They were drying well.
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