Chapter 63 Another good day! But it’s a one-and-done deal!
Lin Jingcheng dug out a razor clam, which was fat and big. He washed it in a small puddle and threw it into the bamboo basket hanging on his waist. Normally, he would be very happy if he dug such a big thing, but I am not in the same mood today. , raising his head from time to time to glance at Zhao Dahai, who was dozens of meters away.
One?
Another one?
What!
It’s endless! ?
Really big!
The more Lin Jingcheng watched, the redder his eyes became. In less than half an hour, he dug up four or five blood eels, each of which had to be raised two by two.
The price of blood eels is very high, more than one hundred and two hundred pounds per pound. Razor clam? It cost ten yuan a pound and was exhausting. Digging ten pounds a day was considered a good harvest, but it was not worth digging for blood eels for half an hour.
“Hmph!”
"I can't dig?"
"Why don't we all stop digging!"
Lin Jingcheng sneered. If you can't walk close to Zhao Dahai, there are other ways. The old man in the village said digging The blood eel moved lightly and could not run around. It alarmed the blood eel and burrowed down. Don't even think about digging anymore. He raised his feet and strode directly to the beach in the direction that blocked Zhao Dahai from moving forward.
Zhao Dahai was sweating. Digging for blood eels under the hot sun is really not something ordinary people can do. My hands have begun to numb after exerting force for a long time. The muscles in my waist and back are tense and exhausted.
This blood eel has become a spirit?
Hiding so deeply?
Zhao Dahai glanced at his feet. He had chased the blood eel through four to five square meters and dug it to a depth of almost one meter. It took him nearly twenty minutes and consumed a lot of energy.
Zhao Dahai looked back and realized that it took a long time to dig out the three or four blood eels just now. Something was wrong. There are quite a lot of blood eels here. Some of them do hide quite deep, but there are relatively few of them. More than 80% of them are relatively shallow. If you find the right hole, you can dig it out in three to four minutes on one side and no more than ten minutes on the other side. That’s fine. It only takes time because the scope is large, so there is no need to dig too deep.
Zhao Dahai was puzzled. He took a break and continued walking forward. It didn’t take long to find a blood eel hole. He held the hoe in both hands and was about to dig when he saw a hole less than one meter away. There was a long series of footprints, very deep, and there was a small groove on the edge of the footprints. It seemed that something heavy had been dragged along.
Anyone?
Where did they come from?
Isn’t this silly?
Walk so hard on the beach? Can't wait to step on every step? Dragging something? Isn't it good to carry it on your shoulders? Too much strength to waste?
Zhao Dahai raised his head and looked forward. There was a person fifty or sixty meters away. It was the one who was following him not long ago. His face suddenly darkened, and a wave of anger rushed to his forehead. Let alone experienced people, it is impossible for a novice to step down hard on the tidal flats and it takes a lot of effort. From the look of his complexion, this man must have come from a nearby fishing village. He used all his strength in every step he took. The hoe in his hand was not slung over his shoulders and was dragging on the mud. He kept walking in a circle in front of him to dig out blood eels. No wonder the recent few Blood eels have to dig very deep to find them, so they hide at the bottom when frightened.
Zhao Dahai threw away his hoe and strode towards Lin Jingcheng. When he was five or six meters away, he bent down and scooped up a lump of mud, rolled it into a ball and threw it over.
Lin Jingcheng had been paying attention to Zhao Dahai. When he walked over, he saw the mud thrown over him. He ducked and hit a small puddle next to him. Mud water splashed all over his head and face. Just as Lin Jingcheng was about to speak out the two-character scripture, Zhao Dahai rushed in front of him. Like a tiger, he was startled and swallowed it back, his face flushed from holding it in.
“If you do this again, I will break your legs!”
Zhao Dahai stared at Lin Jingcheng.
“What did you do?”
"This place belongs to you? You can leave, but I can't leave!?"
Lin Jingcheng stiffened his neck and felt guilty when he spoke. He knew this and was unreasonable. He originally thought about Zhao Dahai. He found that he had no choice but to do anything bad, so he could only shout at himself a few times, and then he took advantage of the donkey down the slope to take a breath and left. Unexpectedly, Zhao Dahai rushed to him without saying a word.
"Which village are you from? How about you talk to the village chief of your village to reason?"
"I am Zhao Dahai from Langtou Village. If what you are doing is reasonable, put five Ten tables kowtow again to admit your mistake. If you don't pay attention, I will break your legs as I just said."
Zhao Dahai sneered. Lin Jingcheng thinks it's enough just to say this? It’ll be fine! ? The villages on the seaside are not just Langtou Village, but a series of villages next to each other. Generally speaking, the tidal flat directly in front of the village belongs to each village by default. Generally, people from other villages do not go there. Any village can go to the place between the village and the tidal flat where blood eels are dug. In the middle of the village, anyone can come if they want. But this is not without rules. When there are many people in the same place, everyone chooses his or her own direction to go forward. You cannot walk randomly. You can follow others, but no one cuts in front of others. You have to block the front of the person. distance. The same rules apply to placing fishing nets on the sea. Lin Jingcheng didn't know how to dig up blood eels, but he was walking around in front of him, breaking the rules, and leaving a series of footprints on the ground.
Lin Jingcheng's face was very ugly. Zhao Dahai directly reported his name to the village, but it was no joke. People in fishing villages have their heads tied to their belts when they go to sea, and they earn their hard-earned money in the wind and sun, which makes them angry. There is no sense in what they are doing. If you dare to speak harshly, Zhao Dahai broke his own legs and couldn't find any place to reason. He didn't dare to speak anymore, turned around and left in despair.
Zhao Dahai looked at Lin Jingcheng who didn’t dare to dig razor clams and went ashore to leave. He sneered and continued digging for blood eels. They are all people who make money from the sea. When they meet in the same place, they all have nothing to say based on their abilities. They can’t dig it. He would only be polite if he was jealous. Lin Jingcheng just dared to say a harsh word and directly punched him without saying another word.
Zhao Dahai found a new place and continued digging. No one was causing trouble, and the blood eels were not frightened. Most of them were in relatively shallow places. The digging speed became faster, and the harvest gradually increased. The bamboo basket is getting heavier and heavier.
The sun begins to set in the west.
Zhao Dahai stopped to rest for a while. His hands and feet were sore, his palms were burning, and his back was as hard as a stone. The heavy physical work of digging blood eels for two consecutive days was too much.
Zhao Dahai took a sip of water and looked up around him. There were a lot of people on the beach, all of them digging for blood eels. There was no need to think about it. He must have been there early in the morning when he went to Liu Gang's place selling blood eels. When we went out to attract people, we originally thought that the people who came would be people from our own village, but we didn't expect that all the fertilizer would go to outsiders' fields.
Zhao Dahai looked at the distant shore. People kept going into the sea carrying hoes and bamboo baskets. He shook his head and sighed. There are really a lot of blood eels in this place, but no matter what Things, when there are more people, it immediately becomes very difficult to make money. There are so many blood eels here that it is useless. There are many people digging them, so not much is divided equally among everyone's heads. What's more important is that there are more people, and they are all crowded together in one place. Walking back and forth, the blood eels were frightened and burrowed all the way to the bottom. Digging one was too difficult and took too long to be worthwhile. I wanted to take advantage of Liu Gang's good price and dig for a few more days to make more money, but my wishful thinking came to nothing.
Zhao Dahai took a rest and continued digging. Dig as much as you can. After digging today, you may not be able to dig tomorrow. Digging blood eels is already a one-time deal.
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