Chapter 72: Three in and three out, playing jute
A hint of white fish belly just appeared on the horizon.
Zhao Dahai pushed the motorcycle out, tung oil, lime and 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. The air was filled with the fishy smell of fish, shrimps and crabs, and the loud shouting was very lively.
Zhao Dahai unloaded the things on the back seat of his motorcycle while greeting the people in the village. Seeing the fish, shrimps and crabs in the basket, he was even more impatient to repair the fishing boat and go out to sea for fishing.
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. He arranged the tung oil and all the things neatly, and 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 I would get a whole bucket.
Zhao Dahai started immediately, Zhao Shi was satisfied.
The sun rises and the temperature immediately soars. A gust of wind blew, and soon I felt hot and sweaty after being refreshed for a while.
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 had no patience or energy to play it.
Zhao Dahai looked at Zhao Shi and opened a small leather bag. Inside was a hammer and 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.
Zhao Shi didn't say anything. He took the twisting hammer and the thickest and largest twisting chisel and started working directly.
“Apply a layer of putty.”
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“The jute must be arranged well. Use more for large seams and less for small seams.”
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"A line of jute is driven into the seam of the ship. Apply a layer of putty. The jute that grows out on both sides is folded back and driven in."
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"Twist and chisel When hitting, hit in different directions and hit in all directions.”
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"Play one position three times. This is three in and three out. You must hit enough. This ship will not leak. If there is no impact, it will last for at least five years."
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Zhao Dahai looked at the twisting hammer and 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 ability of people who have worked hard for a long time. They are very strict and solid, and they have been numbed. The place is smooth and smooth, 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 casually applied putty and putty and then beat the jute in and out. When it was his turn, the twisting hammer and twisting chisel weighed thousands of kilograms. The putty was not If there was too much, then there was 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. He just watched Zhao Dahai work. There was no trick in doing this, so he had to practice it by himself. He didn't do it once, twice, twice, or three times, until he stopped doing it.
Zhao Dahai worked for nearly two hours. He put down the twisting hammer and chisel, shook his numb hand a few times, and looked at the ten centimeter-long seam that had just been made. , looked at Zhao Shi next to him, feeling a little proud.
Zhao Shi put down the hookah, took a twisting hammer and twisting chisel, found a place, hit it, and dug in half a centimeter deep.
Zhao Dahai's face suddenly turned red. Why is this? This is because you are not strong enough! Once a fishing boat is launched into the water, such a place must be rotten first. Although it is only a little rotten, once it is a little rotten, it will rot quickly. It is impossible to inspect the bottom of the boat every day. It usually takes one, two or even three to five years. , it may be leaking before you notice it.
“This life is extremely fast!”
“Slow down, go in little by little, don’t rush to become a fat man in one bite.”
Zhao Shi clicked Zhao sea.
Zhao Dahai thought for a while and understood what was going on. You don’t have to have the strength to do this job. He just hit him hard, using all his strength with every blow, but it was useless. Zhao Shi was stronger than I am much younger, but if I casually punch it, the jute will be dented. Too much jute will be punched in at one time, and the punch will not be firm 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. , nothing wrong.
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 going to the sea and floating on the water. You fish on it.”
"You have to make money by it. Your life depends on it."
Zhao Shi turned around and walked away slowly while smoking the hookah butt.
Zhao Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. He was done. He drank some water and rested for a while. He picked up the twisting hammer and chisel and continued to hit hemp. The rhythmic sound of hammering sounded in the forest.
The sun set in the west, and within a short time, darkness descended on the entire earth. There was no moon or stars in the sky, it was very dark.
After dinner, Zhao Dahai 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 out to sea for fishing earlier, he had to seize the time and work more.
There is heavy dew in the forest at night on the beach, so the waterproof plastic sheet is hung with a few ropes to cover the entire fishing boat. As long as it is not windy or raining heavily, there is nothing wrong with it.
Zhao Dahai lit the gas lamp, but the light was relatively weak. He inflated it a few times and burned it for a while. It was very bright, like a small sun. He placed it next to the place where he was going to work and picked it up. The twisting hammer and twisting chisel continued to crack the hemp.
It was very quiet at night.
The 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 was going to sea and floating on the sea. On the water. You have to make money from it. Your life depends on it, and you really can't be careless in doing this job.
I’m really a little sleepy! I can't even open my eyes.
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