Chapter 106 The sun sets again! It’s a day’s work in vain!
Zhao Dahai returned to the village, kept one fish for himself, and gave the rest to Zhao Shi, Zhong Shizhu, Lei Dayou and Liu Bin. Zhong Shizhu, Lei Dayou and Liu Bin were very envious when they heard that they had earned more than a thousand yuan. This was much better than staying at home. However, there would definitely be people on the fish rafts tomorrow. Even if they went there, they would not be able to catch anything. Many, artificially bred red drum fish are not a valuable commodity. You can’t make any money from just three or five fish, so I gave up after thinking about it and continued to stay at home.
Zhao Dahai returned home. He didn’t eat at noon. He ate early in the evening and started cooking before five o’clock in the afternoon. A large fish is cut in half, one half is eaten now and the other half is salted.
The meat of red drum fish is relatively woody and has no flavor. There is only one way to make it delicious - braised in braised sauce. The cooking method is very simple. Clean the large iron pot, dry it and add oil to make it smoke. Cut the red drum fish meat into large pieces and fry until brown. Boil large pieces of ginger with garlic, water, soy sauce and salt, and simmer over high heat for twenty minutes.
Zhao Dahai opened the lid, and there was a lot of juice left in the pot. The fish pieces were soaked in it, and it smelled very good. The vegetables in the vegetable garden were growing rapidly every day, and he couldn't finish them. One fish and one vegetable. Add more rice to make your belly round.
After Zhao Dahai finished his dinner, he hung up the other half of the salted red drum fish to dry. When dried, it becomes salted fish. You can eat it anytime you want. He went out and spent thirty yuan on the steak fee and earned a thousand yuan. Three hundred yuan, I brought some fish back to give away, and I had a full meal. It was a very good deal.
Zhao Dahai saw Zhong Cuihua walking towards the back of the yard carrying a small bowl of leftovers or something, and followed him. He raised chickens at home, and the leftovers that could not be kept for tomorrow were not wasted.
Zhong Cuihua did not approach the chicken coop. The chicks inside had already rushed out in a swarm. They had been fed for a few days and she knew there was food at a glance.
Zhao Dahai took a look and saw that the chicks he bought were different every day, almost twice as big as the ones he just bought. Several young roosters have begun to grow wings, and their combs are different from other chickens.
“Grandma.”
"There is no need to buy chickens during the Chinese New Year."
Zhao Dahai estimated that the growth rate of these chickens would be a few months away from the Chinese New Year, and they would definitely be able to catch up.
“This chicken looks good.”
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“It will definitely be edible during the Chinese New Year.”
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"Leave two pullets and a rooster, and the eggs they lay can hatch chicks and raise them next year."
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Zhong Cuihua looked at it The chickens are chattering while grabbing food.
Zhao Dahai walked into the vegetable garden. The longer the vegetables grow, the better. The green vegetables are all over the field. They look green and very pleasing. The cucumbers and loofahs are already as big as a child’s arms, and the beans are already as big as a child’s arm. The chopsticks are so long that they can be eaten in three to five days. I walked around and walked to the corner, turned on the faucet and dragged the hose to water the vegetables. Don’t forget the lychee and longan fruit trees planted beside it. This is grandma Zhong Cuihua’s great-grandson. Fruits have to be taken care of.
After Zhao Dahai finished watering the vegetables, he plucked the old vegetable leaves from the vegetable field and threw them into the chicken coop to feed the chickens.
Night falls.
The fishing village suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Dahai was sitting on a stool, wondering whether he should buy a TV or at least a radio. There was a sound when grandma Zhong Cuihua was weaving a fishing net. As soon as she opened her mouth, she shook her head and said it would not cost the money.
Zhao Dahai didn't continue talking about this matter. He made up his mind to see what he wanted to buy when he walked around the town one day. This matter had to be dealt with first and later.
The sun hangs high in the sky, and the white flowers are so thorny that I can't keep my eyes open.
The sea was calm.
Not a breath of wind.
Zhao Dahai took the fishing rod, pulled it back one meter and stopped. After waiting for a few minutes and there was no movement, he pulled it back another meter. The white-headed waves have lasted for a full five days. Early this morning, the fishing boats at the pier, whether they were fishermen or fishermen, could no longer bear it. They all rushed out immediately regardless of the time they went out to sea. No fish!
Not a single fish!
Zhao Dahai took back the string hook. The sea centipede hanging on the hook was intact. He replaced it with a fresh one. He moved the fishing boat and chose a new position to throw it out. After fifteen minutes, it was very Reluctantly took it back.
No fish!
No fish again!
It's almost twelve o'clock now, and I haven't caught a single sand pointed fish all morning.
Zhao Dahai lowered his head and looked at the sea next to the boat. There was no wind or waves, and it was very calm. However, the water was very turbid, like yellow mud soup, and the bottom was like this with sand, let alone other places.
Zhao Dahai vaguely heard someone cursing. He looked up and saw that about ten meters to his left, there was a fishing boat cursing and greeting God and the Sea Dragon King. He went out to sea for fishing or fishing before dawn in the early morning. Those who fish are the mainstay of the family, and the young and old are all waiting for dinner. The pressure is very high, and it is unbearable to catch fish.
Zhao Dahai glanced around and saw a dozen fishing boats like him that came here to fish for sand pointed fish. Not only did he not catch any fish, but these fishing boats also didn't catch any fish.
What to do?
Nothing can be done!
Able to hold on bravely!
The sun sets.
Zhao Dahai returned to the village pier. The fishing boats that went out to sea early in the morning came back one after another. They parked the fishing boats and turned around. Especially the fishing boats of the familiar Zhong Shizhu and Lei Dayou, all of them had no fish. , the dock was filled with curses.
Zhao Dahai packed up the fishing boat, washed the deck with sea water, and went home to eat and sleep. He did not catch any fish, did not make any money, and was not in the mood at all.
Zhao Dahai opened his eyes at three o'clock in the morning. Unable to sleep anymore, he got up and cooked breakfast. After finishing, he packed up and went out. When he arrived at the pier, he looked at the sea water. The miracle did not happen. The sea water was almost as turbid as yesterday. There must be no fish.
Zhao Dahai got on the fishing boat, started the diesel engine and drove out. He had to go out whether there was fish or not. There might be a chance when he went out, but there was no chance at home. However, after half a day, he found that sleeping at home was more cost-effective. Going out to sea only cost gas. The work is hard and there is no chance to make money.
Zhao Dahai stood up and moved his right hand. He has been throwing string hooks and collecting string hooks for the past two days. There is nothing to say about the fish. No matter how tired or sore it is, it is worth it, but There are really no fish.
After Zhao Dahai finished his lunch, he looked at the two sand pointed fish the size of a small finger in the live cabin, drove the fishing boat away, and arrived in the sea area where he fished for black sea bream by swinging the pile in about an hour.
“Plop, plop!”
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"Plop, plop!"
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"Plop, plop!"
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Zhao Dahai shook the bamboo pole with his left hand and knocked on the side of the ship. The wood on the side made a rhythmic sound. He held the fishing rod in his right hand, his eyes fixed on the rod, and he bent down suddenly in anticipation without even shaking.
Zhao Dahai looked up at the sun hanging in the west, almost falling into the sea.
You can’t catch the sand pointed fish, and you can’t catch the black fish by shaking the pile.
Today’s work has been in vain again.
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(End of this chapter)