1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

353. Chapter 350: A Bumper Harvest of Kelp (1/2)

May has just begun.

The rainy season that fishermen hate the most is ushering in again. The roads are always wet and muddy. When the boat is stained with seafood mucus, it is easy for people to slip.

Maybe it's because summer is approaching.

The rain in this rainy season is quite abundant, and it often lasts for a whole day. Even the old fishermen wearing coir raincoats are useless.

After a while, my whole body was wet.

The rain has been falling, and Li Duoyu has been forced to stop building a new house. There are puddles all over the homestead, and he can only continue to build a house after the rainy season has passed.

Fortunately, the foundation has been laid long ago.

The septic tank has been completed;

The red brick wall is also built one story high.

The next step is to wait for good weather and pour the cement slabs on the first floor.

According to the current progress, Li Duoyu estimates that if the house is to be completed, it will take at least October.

During this period, a major event also happened in the county, that is, the pirate case in Uiqi Village was officially announced to the public.

The villagers on Dandan Island were really shocked when they saw the newspaper.

Nearly a hundred people in the entire village were arrested. Half of the young people in the village became pirates, the youngest was only fifteen years old.

Although the newspaper did not explicitly say that the boat bombing at the end of last year was related to this group of people.

But people who came back from Qingkou Pier were saying that after the news was announced, the whole village of Shangqi Village, where the ship was bombed, almost rushed to the pirate village and planned to smash all the fishing boats in the village.

Fortunately, the leaders of the two towns persuaded them to stop, otherwise the two villages would be fighting together again.

Over there at the pier, a few fishermen wearing straw hats discussed this matter.

"Just drop it and you won't have to worry about it every day when you go to sea."

"I didn't expect that you are so young."

"Children still need to be taught well and beaten when necessary, otherwise the state will take care of it for you."

On the side, Zhao Erniu, who was selling green crabs in a bamboo hat, didn't pay attention to pirates at all after hearing the news. He was thinking about another thing.

All the young people in this pirate village have been arrested, so there should be many young women of the right age who can't find a partner.

Zhao Erniu thought that if he could make more money during this period, he could ask the matchmaker to come over and maybe he could catch something he missed.

When he thought of this, Zhao Erniu wiped the rain off his face, and his originally decadent cheeks were instantly filled with fighting spirit.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"Dahai, you support the widow, I will marry a young girl, and we will see who will be embarrassed."

Just as Li Duoyu expected, Wang Xianghong traveled to several places, even outside the province, but failed to buy diesel generator accessories.

Fortunately, during this period, there was a lot of rainfall, and the water level in the mountaintop reservoir was relatively high. At night, water could still be released to generate electricity for an hour or two.

This rainy season has also made Li Duoyu very uncomfortable. He stays at the eel breeding pond every day and stares at the eel pond all the time.

The water tanker used for oxygenation is running almost 24 hours a day.

Eel farmers hate the rainy season because a large amount of rainwater pours in and can easily unbalance the pond system.

It can also cause overflowing ponds and dam failures.

The transition between spring and summer is the time when eels are most susceptible to disease. If there are continuous rainy days, it will be the worst situation.

If you do anything wrong, the entire pond of eels will be turned over for you. These days, Li Duoyu personally keeps an eye on the eel pond. Once there is an imbalance in the water body, he will immediately make adjustments.

And this rainy season lasted for more than a month, and when it ended, it was already the end of May.

And as soon as the rainy season ends.

The villagers who cultivate kelp are all impatient. They come to Li Duoyu every day to ask when the kelp can be harvested.

Kelp farmers are really lucky this year. There has been no natural disaster. In the past, there would be one or two typhoons every year. This year, it is almost June, and there is no movement at all.

As the kelp harvest approaches, neither the uncle nor the third uncle go out to sea anymore, and everyone is ready to start harvesting kelp.

During the kelp harvest period, the town leaders were very concerned about the kelp harvest on Dandan Island.

Secretary Chen also used the name "Learn from Dandan Island" and organized village party secretaries and village directors from more than ten villages to come to Dandan Island to study and learn from the experience.

Seeing Li Duoyu fish out the thick and long kelp from the sea, Secretary Chen Shulin couldn't help but ask: "Your kelp seems to be growing better than last year."

Li Duoyu replied:

"Secretary, this is a good year. Kelp production will increase by about one-third compared to last year."

Chen Shulin smiled and said: "This is a good thing."

The village party secretaries and village directors who came to visit were still not very optimistic about Li Duoyu's kelp farming.

For them, the most profitable way is to set up a large boat to go fishing, and they can earn hundreds of dollars on a trip to the sea.

Ten thousand yuan households in their village.

Except for those who stole the goods in the early stage, the rest were all fishing boat bosses.

As for Langqi Village, which has the largest number of ships and the largest number of households worth 10,000 yuan in the entire Shangfeng Town, their village party secretary couldn't help but ask:

"Director Li, how big is your investment in kelp farming? How much money can you make if you raise one acre of kelp for half a year?"

We are all village cadres, so there is no point in blowing nonsense. The key is to see whether we can make money.

Li Duoyu did a simple calculation:

"The cost of one acre of kelp is about fifty yuan."

"Our kelp production is relatively high this year. One acre can be sold for about two to three hundred."

Li Duoyu's calculation is already quite conservative. Last year, his kelp production was not as high as this year, and he sold more than 300 yuan per acre.

Not only has the output increased this year, but exports are also available. The actual income per acre may be much higher than last year.

After hearing this price.

The village party secretary of Langqi Village was stunned. Their village has a natural deep-water port, which is very suitable for the development of fishery.

Since opening.

He has been leading the whole village to develop the fishing industry. He also owns a big boat. Every time he goes fishing for a week or two, he can earn at least five to six hundred, and he can earn seven to eight thousand a year.

In two years, it will be 10,000 yuan per household.

Most of the 10,000-yuan households in their village came from this way.

But now, this acre of kelp field can be sold for two to three hundred, and Xiasha Village has more than 500 acres of kelp field.

If all were sold, the income would be more than 100,000 yuan, and the young man in front of me, Director Li, raised one hundred acres of kelp by himself.

The village party secretary of Langqi Village envied: "In other words, you only spent half a year raising kelp and earned 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

Li Duoyu smiled and said: "You can't calculate it that way. I also invested five or six thousand in this kelp farming. Also, I was just lucky this year and there was no typhoon."

"That's more profitable than us." Zhang Party Secretary said with emotion: "Besides, for those of us who seek the sea, no line of work is risk-free. Our village is all fishing, and our lives are tied to our belts every day. "

"Zhang Zhishu is right."

On the spot, many village party secretaries and village directors suggested: "Secretary Chen, we also think that this kelp can be cultivated. You have to ask Director Li to guide us."

As soon as he heard about this troublesome matter, Li Duoyu naturally gave up and passed the blame to Chen Dongqing on the spot, saying very humbly:

"I only have half a bucket of water. I rely on the guidance of Section Chief Chen Dongqing of the Lianjiang Fisheries Research Institute. If you really want to raise kelp, I suggest you consult him." Lianjiang Fisheries, more than ten kilometers away, In the nursery center, Chen Dongqing, who was cross-breeding abalone seedlings, sneezed for no reason.

The student who came for the internship next to him expressed concern: "Teacher Chen, do you have a cold? Do you want me to pour you some hot water?"

Chen Dongqing rubbed his nose:

"No need, summer is coming soon, maybe it's rhinitis."

Chen Dongqing frowned, and his intuition told him that there must be some bastard plotting against him secretly.

Li Duoyu has been listening to the weather forecast every day these days.

But due to the abnormal weather this year.

It often rains one day and is sunny the other.

Under normal circumstances, it takes at least two or three days of sunny weather to dry kelp.

But the weather this year is a bit abnormal, and the weather forecast is not reliable at all. It is obviously a continuous sunny day, but the weather forecast says it will be rainy.

As a result, everyone missed several opportunities to dry kelp.

And in a blink of an eye.

By the beginning of June, the seawater temperature had increased by several degrees, and some farmers' kelp was even slightly rotten.

Li Duoyu can only ask everyone to put the kelp deeper to prevent the kelp from being exposed to the sun.

The farmers are very anxious. Chen Atai from the next village can't sit still at all. He comes to Li Duoyu's eel factory every day to drink tea and ask when the kelp can be harvested.

To be honest, the weather forecast is inaccurate.

Li Duoyu also had a headache. In his previous life, when they collected and dried kelp, they were almost always notified by text messages from the local fishery bureau.

But during this period, the south wind blows every day on Dandan Island.

The southerly wind is very humid and changeable.

The weather forecast doesn't work at all.

Seeing that the temperature of the sea water was getting higher day by day, and if the temperature continued, the kelp would really rot. Li Duoyu, who was also upset, started to smoke a cigarette for the first time in a long time.

Not a few puffs.

Li Duoyu stared at the direction of the smoke and was stunned. Only then did he realize that the wind direction on Dandan Island had changed significantly. It was no longer a humid southerly wind, but a drier northeasterly wind.

"Damn it, the wait is finally here."

In the past life, if this kind of wind blew on Dandan Island, the weather would definitely be good in the next few days, and this kind of wind was very suitable for drying kelp. If you were lucky, you could dry the kelp in just one day.

Considering the recent changeable weather, Li Duoyu frowned and thought for a while, then picked up the loudspeaker and shouted:

"Dear fellow villagers, if you have kelp farmers, please go out to collect kelp tonight. Tomorrow is a good day. Let's try to dry the kelp in one day."

After hearing Li Duoyu's notice, the kelp farmers who had been waiting for more than half a month got up from their beds and knocked on the doors of their relatives door to door.

"Third sister-in-law, tell Yu Gui to wake up. We need to collect kelp tonight."

"It's so late at night, why don't you let me sleep? Can't you collect it tomorrow?"

"Our village director said that if the weather is good tomorrow, we will harvest it overnight tonight."

"Okay, let's get dressed."

Not long after.

Xiasha Village was full of villagers carrying lanterns, and they all rushed towards the dock.

These days, Chen Atai, who was working as a floor shop at Li Duoyu's eel factory, ran back to the village overnight after hearing Li Duoyu's notice.

There were all villagers holding lamps on the other side of the pier. According to a rough calculation, there were probably more than two hundred people.

The largest group among them was Li Duoyu's relatives, including all seven aunts and eight aunts.

Looking at the huge team in front of him, Li Duoyu, who was holding a loudspeaker, shouted: "This is the first time that our village collects kelp at night. Everyone must pay attention to safety."

Li Duoyu was only halfway through his speech when his second and first uncles could not help but say, "Duoyu, don't read like those leaders, just get to the point."

Li Duoyu coughed twice and said with a fierce face, "Listen carefully, safety first. If anyone messes up and gets into trouble, we will not take them into any aquaculture in the future. Do you understand?"

The villagers shouted in unison, "I understand."

"Then let's go."

Then, all the fishing boats of all sizes in the village were dispatched.

Looking over from the side of the Tianhou Temple, the sea surface was all orange-red light.

The last time the village had such a big scene was when they were catching small tubes.

In the kelp field, everyone worked hard to pull the kelp onto the sampan, and then the motorized fishing boat pulled their fishing boat to the drying point.

Li Duoyu and his friends all had bamboo pole racks specially for drying kelp. They just had to pull the boat to the mudflat and hang it on.

Some farmers did not set up drying racks for kelp on the beach, so they could only transport the kelp to the dock and then use tractors to pull it to the drying place.

That night.

The sound of diesel engines and the sound of kelp pulling were everywhere in the waters near Xiasha Village. Many villagers were unable to sleep, but they were more jealous and annoyed.

In fact, many villagers wanted to invest in kelp farming with Li Duoyu last year.

Unexpectedly, two Hong Kong Islanders came out and cheated them of their money, resulting in their failure to grow kelp last year.

After hearing that there was a bumper harvest of kelp this year and it was going to be exported, many villagers regretted it so much that they cursed Wang Dapao, the evildoer, in their dreams at night.

Some villagers made a rough calculation and found that if the kelp market this year was the same as last year, Xiasha Village would have seven or eight more millionaires, directly surpassing Langqi Village and becoming the fishing village with the most millionaires in Shangfeng Town.

A few days ago, the weather kept changing, and those who didn't grow kelp were still secretly happy, hoping that the south wind would blow for a while longer.

In this way, those who grow kelp wouldn't make so much money, but they didn't expect that the wind direction would change after waking up overnight.

The happiest person for this bumper harvest of kelp was Uncle Tai from Chenjia Village, because he had bought a lot of palm ropes and floats for growing kelp in advance.

As a result, he had no money to invest in abalone farming, thus escaping the disaster.

Now he also has 30 acres of kelp, although it is not as well managed by Li Duoyu, and the output is not as high as that of Xiasha Village.

But at most, he can make 10,000 yuan this year.

He calculated.

Even if all the debts are paid off, there will still be 6,000 or 7,000 left, although he can't become the first millionaire in the village.

But at least, he doesn't have to bow his head in the village anymore.

As the first rays of morning light shone on Dandan Island, the children who woke up in the morning found that Xiasha Village had changed a lot overnight.

The roads in the village, the roofs of houses, and even the tops of public toilets, wherever there is kelp to dry, are all covered with kelp.

The bamboo racks on the beach are also full of kelp, and when the morning sun shines on them, they still shimmer with a faint golden light.

It's pretty nice. (End of this chapter)

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