Chapter 30: Driving Piles on the Seabed (Please Read Later)

Two large sampans arrived at the west side of Dandan Island, about two nautical miles away from the tidal flat.

Li Duoyu stopped the boat.

"Master, stop here and wait for us to drive piles here."

Chen Dongqing looked at the surrounding sea:

"You are sure you want to raise kelp here."

"Yes, I think this area is very good."

Chen Dongqing originally found a suitable breeding area for him. Since he said so, he would help him take a look first.

He leaned down and checked the visibility of the water, and roughly checked other data. The result surprised him.

He told Li Duoyu about the suitable environment for kelp to grow, and he didn't expect him to remember everything.

Moreover, Chen Dongqing feels that this sea area is most likely the most suitable place for kelp cultivation on Dandan Island.

The water is clear and the visibility is more than two meters.

The flow of sea water is also quite large.

There is a tidal flat not far away, which also meets the conditions of fertilizer and water.

Chen Dongqing couldn't believe it and said to the piling master:

"Master Zhang, try to find out."

After hearing this, Zhang Zetian used multiple sections of bamboo poles to pick up a long stick more than 20 meters long on the boat. Every other section of the stick has a red mark and numbers on it.

On the other end of the long stick, there is an iron piece more than half a meter long, which looks a bit like a "meter spy".

Li Duoyu knew that the iron piece could probe the bottom of the sea. As long as he stabbed it in and pulled it up, he could roughly judge what was going on under the sea by looking at what was left on the iron piece.

After stabbing the long bamboo stick down, Zhang Zetian stabbed it hard a few times, then slowly lifted the bamboo stick up and reported a set of data:

"The water depth is 23 meters, the bottom is mud and sand, and piles can be driven."

After hearing this, Chen Dongqing, who should have been very happy, looked at Li Duoyu in front of him and felt clearly jealous.

Some time ago, after Li Duoyu came to the Fisheries Research Institute, he couldn't figure out why he looked so relaxed in everything he did.

Chen Dongqing sighed:

"Okay, tie the anchor rope and prepare for piling."

Under the command of Chen Dongqing, the two sampans came close to each other. A worker selected a thicker wooden stake and then tied the thickest anchor rope tightly.

Lao Zhang picked up a long iron pole just like picking up a bamboo pole, and a hammer weighing about 200 kilograms was welded to the other end of the iron pole.

There are four thick ropes tied to the top of the hammer.

The piling masters lifted the hammer to the sea, and then a man with good water skills tied the wooden pile for piling to a groove on the side of the hammer with a slip knot.

The next step is to use the weight of the hammer to drive the pile vertically to the bottom of the sea.

Then untie the slipknot.

Then you can start piling. Every two people pull a rope, and the people on the two boats pull up the hammer together. As the most important piling hand, Lao Zhang must ensure that each time the hammer is lifted, it will hit the ground. On the wooden pile.

Until the entire wooden pile is driven into the sand.

The beating goes on.

The pile is stronger.

If the hammer misses the mark or the stake is knocked crooked, you have to pull out the stake and start over.

When piling is being driven, the masters will shout the piling horn together.

"Hoo ho ho,

Lift it high, oh oh~~

Fight hard, oh oh~~

The typhoon is coming, oh oh~~

Can’t blow it down, oh oh~~”

After hearing this slogan.

Li Duoyu felt a sense of intimacy. He hadn’t heard fishermen shouting slogans for who knows how many years. He remembered that when he was a child, the fishermen would cooperate in a collective manner and there were all kinds of slogans.

There is a slogan for pulling a net.

There are also chants for rowing oars, pulling boats, and knocking oysters.

After probably hitting it more than thirty times.

Lao Zhang would feel the hammer coming through the iron rod and find that it had been hit to the bottom, so he would ask everyone to pull up the hammer.

After making sure that the hammer has hit the sand, let two or three people pull the anchor rope to ensure its firmness, and then drive the next pile.

And after they finished driving the piles.

Li Duoyu tied a big floating ball to the intersection of the anchor rope and the rope.

After tying the big float.

The piling boat will drive forward 50 meters along the current. Li Duoyu once again tied a big floating ball, and then Lao Zhang and the others continued to drive piles here.

Generally, the length of kelp rope is fifty meters. If it is too long, it will be easily pulled out by strong waves in strong winds and waves.

For the first time we collaborated, it took everyone more than half an hour to get a 50-meter-long rope.

Li Duoyu's 30 acres of kelp farming land requires a total of 150 ropes.

According to the current piling speed, it will take at least eight or nine days to complete.

Fortunately, Lao Zhang and the others charge per pile.

The charge for each pile is one dollar and a half.

If all the more than 300 strands were shot, it would only be about 500.

Under the scorching sun, a group of pile drivers kept repeating the same pile driving operation. In less than two hours, everyone was soaked to the skin.

When the sun rose to its highest point, the piling masters all sat on the boat deck, drinking tea and resting. Some of them took off their clothes and covered their heads to prevent being exposed to the sun.

Although Chen Dongqing, who has thin skin and tender flesh, is wearing a hat, his arms are still red from the sun. This is the hardest and most caring time he has ever worked.

Li Duoyu was tired and slumped there because he had to keep tying various floating balls. He looked up at the blue sky and was thinking about life.

It took a whole morning to finish two acres.

There are still twenty-eight acres left.

Thinking of this, Li Duoyu felt a little numb, but he had to accept the fact that production efficiency in this era was low.

Forty years later, with a pile driver, more than 300 wooden piles could be driven in less than two days.

Sure enough, developing science and technology is the last word.

And while they were resting.

A small sampan boat sailed in their direction. After Li Duoyu glanced at the people on the boat, he stood up, waved to them, and shouted:

"Auntie, this way, this way."

It was the third uncle who drove the boat and brought his mother over to deliver food to the piling master.

The ship approaches.

Chen Huiying moved a basket of light cakes to Li Duoyu's boat. Li Duoyu quickly reached out to pick it up. The light cakes had just been baked and still exuded a strong burnt aroma.

Li Duoyu, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, picked up one and bit it on the spot. Although this kind of cake was fragrant, it was very hard and had to be bitten hard.

The most important thing is that it is very filling. It is said that when the Qi family army attacked the Japanese pirates in their area, they ate this kind of light cake.

Chen Huiying talked about her son:

"Do you understand the rules? You should let the master eat first. I haven't even thanked Third Uncle You properly for sailing all the way here to bring you food."

"How can there be so many rules for a rough guy who pees directly into the sea?" As soon as Li Duoyu finished speaking, the pile driver burst out laughing.

Li Huiying looked disgusted and scolded: "You kid, how can you talk?"

Li Duoyu took two more bites, and then immediately distributed the cakes to the piling masters. When Chen Dongqing saw his sister, he smiled and greeted her:

"Sister."

Chen Huiying looked at Chen Dongqing:

"I seem to have gained weight and am not as thin as before. Have you eaten the food I brought you last time?"

"After eating it, Xiao Rong said it was delicious."

"As long as it's delicious, I'll ask Duoyu to bring you some after you finish eating next time."

"No need to go to such trouble. The last time we had enough was enough for us for half a year."

Chen Huiying saw that most of the piling masters were shirtless. As a woman, she was too embarrassed to continue chatting, so she went back with her third uncle's boat.

Li Duoyu ate three pieces of light cake in a row.

After taking a gulp of water, he burped and continued to tie the float ball.

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