1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

Chapter 18 Rope in Hand

As Lao Li said before, the farmers who lost money raising kelp on Dandan Island were not from Xiasha Village.

It's from Chenjia Village next door, which is his mother Chen Huiying's natal family. It's not far from Xiasha Village, only five miles away. If you walk, you can get there in half an hour.

When I was a child, I heard my mother talk about it.

The fishermen in Chenjia Village are the original inhabitants of Dandan Island, while most of the people in Xiasha Village are from hundreds of families who fled during the famine years of the last century.

Unexpectedly, after hundreds of years of development, Xiasha Village became the master of the island due to the increase in population and mainly turned against tourists.

During the New China period, wharves, ferries, and supply and marketing cooperatives were all located in Xiasha Village.

This made the people of Chenjia Village depressed for a long time, but there was nothing they could do. At that time, population was the most important productive force. Who told them to be so fertile. ‘

Walked for half an hour.

Li Duoyu and Lao Li arrived at Chenjia Village. In the 1980s, the economy of Chenjia Village was very poor. Most of them were stone houses, and two-story houses were rare.

There is also a small pier in the village, but there are not many large ships, mostly small sampans with rowing oars.

In his previous life, even when he came back from the island country, Chenjia Village did not get rich. It did not get better until the domestic tourism industry developed greatly and young designers from several overseas provinces came here to open B&Bs.

Lao Li came to a fisherman's house with a courtyard and was about to knock on the door.

As a result, a big black dog tied with a rope rushed out from the door and kept barking at them.

Lao Li was shocked.

When Li Duoyu saw the big black dog in front of him, instead of being frightened, he swallowed his saliva.

The more ferocious the dog, the more delicious the meat.

The big black dog was so stared at by Li Duoyu that after barking a few times, his ears drooped and he slipped back into his kennel.

After hearing the dog barking.

A middle-aged man named Chen Atai walked out of the house. When he saw it was Lao Li, his face instantly dropped.

"Looking for me, Wu Na Dai Zhi?"

Although the person who persuaded him to raise kelp was not Lao Li, he was his wife's younger brother. In less than two years, he lost more than 2,000 yuan and owed a huge debt.

Originally he was relatively wealthy in Chenjiacun, but now he is like a coward every day, afraid to go out because he is afraid that others will collect debts.

Lao Li said through the wooden door: "Artai, are the ropes and floats you used to grow kelp last year still there?"

"It's still there. Why do you ask these questions?"

The two father and son looked at each other and smiled.

I know that there is a high probability that there will be something wrong with today's matter.

Lao Li quickly said: "I want to buy those things for raising kelp."

"Do you really want to buy it?"

When he heard that Lao Li wanted to buy kelp ropes and floats, Artai's face improved a lot and he quickly opened the wooden door.

Over the years of raising kelp, the only losses he has had are these kelp ropes and floats. However, the fishing market has been bad in the past few years, and everyone is taking away goods, so these kelp ropes cannot be sold at all.

Now that I hear someone wants to buy it, it’s like grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Come, sit inside and make tea."

After Atai led Li Duoyu and his son through the door, he immediately took out the tea set and started making tea.

And in the ensuing conversation.

Li Duoyu learned that Lao Li and Chen Atai were in the same fishing team when they were fishing for large yellow croaker in the 1950s and 1960s, and they worked together for a long time.

It was precisely because of his introduction.

Lao Li just met Chen Huiying.

When the conversation was almost over, Atai took them to the abandoned stone house next door to see the kelp ropes and floats used to grow kelp.

The floats are all made of soft white foam, but each one is very large. The floats alone fill an entire room, and there is also a room specially used for placing kelp ropes.

Li Duoyu walked over and took a look. They were all white and brown ropes that could be used for kelp farming. They were piled neatly, as much as half a house.

White brown rope is made of twisted sisal as raw material. At this time, white brown rope is an important material and is needed by departments such as national defense, fishery, oil fields, forests, and mines.

This also makes the price not cheap. If he buys it at the price sold by the supply and marketing cooperative, Li Duoyu will probably have to peel off a layer of skin. After buying the brown rope, he will not have much money left.

Based on his experience in his previous life, using these floats and white brown ropes to cultivate 20 acres of kelp would be absolutely no problem.

However, before buying second-hand brown rope, Li Duoyu also worried about whether the brown rope, which has been soaked in sea water and has not been used for such a long time, has deteriorated and become brittle.

If you use deteriorated brown rope to raise kelp, if there are strong winds and waves, all the kelp will be taken to the sea to feed the fish.

Li Duoyu squatted down and carefully inspected the brown ropes. He found that they were well preserved and had good toughness and stretchability. It seemed that they had been specially taken care of.

After buying it, it is not a problem to keep it going for another two or three years.

And Lao Li also picked up a rope and pulled it hard.

Seeing that the father and son wanted to find fault with the kelp rope, Chen Atai quickly said:

"The quality is definitely no problem. I have always taken care of it."

Li Duoyu also feels that there is really no problem with the quality. The next step is to negotiate the price.

"Uncle Tai, if we add these up, we can sell them for three hundred."

"It can't be more. When I bought these equipment before, I spent almost a thousand dollars."

Li Duoyu sighed with emotion:

"You also know that fishing is not easy to do now, and it is difficult to cultivate kelp. If I buy these second-hand ropes, I will take a lot of risks."

Chen Atai thought about it for a while and realized that no one wanted it after a year. If it were left for a year, it would probably break.

"Forget it, three hundred is three hundred. I can just pay off the money I owe to others first, so I don't have to be blocked at the door all day."

"By the way, I have a brother who raises kelp with me. He also has a lot of kelp ropes and floats. Do you want to buy them together?"

"Sure, take us there to have a look."

Then, under the leadership of Chen Atai, Li Duoyu came to another kelp farmer. Although his kelp ropes and floats were not as many as Uncle Tai's, they were at least 10 acres in scale.

Li Duoyu spent 150 to buy them directly.

In the end, Li Duoyu bought the kelp ropes and floats that could be used to raise 30 acres of kelp for 450.

After the transaction, Li Duoyu immediately spent 10 yuan and called a tractor in Chenjia Village to pull all the kelp ropes and floats back home.

And that night.

One of Chen Atai's nephews came to him and said, "Uncle, have you sold those kelp ropes and floats?"

"You're not going to buy them, are you?"

"Uncle, I'm not buying that. I'm here to tell you that there's a guy named Li Duoyu in the next village who's planning to grow kelp. You can sell the kelp ropes to him."

"He just came and I've sold it to him."

"Uncle, how much did you sell it for?"

"The ropes and floats, a total of three hundred."

The young man slapped his forehead:

"Uncle, why are you in such a hurry to sell it? Didn't you read the newspaper? That Li Duoyu has already told the leader that it's definitely not possible not to grow kelp. If your ropes and floats are brand new, they'll cost at least fifteen hundred. Although they're second-hand, I can sell them to him for at least seven hundred and fifty."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"How did I know they'd act so quickly?"

Chen Atai looked at the direction where Lao Li and Li Duoyu left, his teeth almost breaking: "Damn, this family is really not a good person."

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