I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 444

   Chapter 444 443. A set of desks and chairs for a set (please ask for a ticket)

  Wang Yi has a basis for judging that the table in front of him and the chair under his **** are made of huanghuali wood. Although he has not studied this wood seriously, he has read the information.

  Huanghuali wood is a kind of mahogany, which is now extinct, and the furniture that still exists in the world is the furniture made of wood in the past.

   He has studied this kind of wood, so after sitting down and looking at it, touching it, and feeling it, he can vaguely judge the material of the wood of the table and chair.

  The other one is also related to the age.

  In 1982, there were a lot of ancient mahogany furniture!

  The business of collecting old mahogany furniture has not yet reached a large scale. In the second half of the 1980s, there will be many people in rural and urban areas pulling carts and driving tricycles to collect old furniture, and these people will become rich.

  The huanghuali wood furniture in the old furniture has several characteristics, such as the appearance is smooth and full, such as the luster after polishing, such as very clear lines, such as toughness and not easy to crack and so on.

   Of course, it is impossible to judge the material ownership of the wood based on these characteristics, but the furniture in the reception room of the supply and marketing agency is very natural in color and smooth in surface.

  Wang Yi stroked these tabletops, legs and chairs, and then wanted to smell:

  Huanghuali wood has its own mellow fragrance, and the fragrance is relatively unique. It has a spicy taste in the faint fragrance. It can be used to make medicinal materials. In medicinal materials, its fragrance is professionally called "reducing fragrance".

   Of course, the tables and chairs in front of him have been carved for an unknown time, and the smell is completely gone, and if you go up and smell it, you will not be able to smell it.

  But Wang Yi had a solution. He had a knife in his pocket, and he used the knife to gently dig the mortise and tenon on the inside of the table leg, and then took out some powder and smelled it.

   The taste is quite light, but it does have a fragrance, with a spicy fragrance like some Chinese medicines.

   In this way, Wang Yi has a 80% certainty that this set of tables and chairs may really be a complete set of huanghuali wood!

   He wanted to ask where the tables and chairs came from, but a salesperson came in and asked, "Leaders, are you serving food?"

   Huang Zhongqiang greeted and said, "Serve the food, serve the food, hurry up and have some hot food first, and let the leaders and comrades go to the cold air."

   The first dish that came up was really hot.

   A pot of mutton soup.

  Leader Tong got up and distributed spoons and bowls to the big guys one by one. Huo Daqiang said politely: "Come on your own, come on your own, comrades, don't be polite, and don't engage in officialdom!"

  The big guys responded:

   "That's right, Director Huo is very approachable, don't do things like the old and young in ancient feudal society."

   "Director Huo is right, but it's not easy for you to scoop the soup yourself. You have to bring the bowl over. Forget it, let the old boy scoop it for you."

   "Mr. Wang, you too, brought your bowl and scooped it for you..."

  The cloudy mutton soup contains half a pot of dry goods, including slices of mutton, blood strips, and slices of mutton and mutton.

  Wang Yi took the bowl and thanked him. By the way, he discussed the material of the table and chair with Huo Daqiang: "Director Huo, what kind of wood do you think this table is made of?"

  Huo Daqiang said casually, "It's mahogany."

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   This answer is too unprofessional.

   However, Huo Daqiang is also self-taught in antiques, not an all-rounder. His research specialty is metal and ceramics, and he lacks professionalism in wood products.

   But one of his subordinates was more familiar with wooden antiques. He leaned over to Wang Yi and said, "Did Mr. Wang see something?"

  Wang Yi smiled vaguely: "I didn't see anything, I just thought this table and chairs were pretty good, like very precious wood."

   He is also not quite sure about the material of the table.

The clerk stroked the armrest of the chair and said: "Yes, it's really good, this should be an official hat chair, popular in the Ming and Qing dynasties-because it looks like an official hat at that time, so scholars think its style is an imperial examination. Good omen for high school."

   "Looking at the ancient paintings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, if there are scholars involved, there will almost always be this kind of official hat chair in his early years."

   This person said professional, Wang Yi asked with interest: "Comrade, what do you think it is made of?"

  The clerk said: "It should be huanghuali wood. This kind of wood is slow to mature, solid wood, very tough, and their patterns are relatively unique, so it formed a fashion in the circle of scholars at that time."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi immediately gave a thumbs up: Awesome! Reliable!

   He had to admit that this comrade had better eyesight than him.

  Lamb soup is served to dispel the cold, and hot dishes such as mutton with spring onions, lamb liver with hands, stir-fried lamb blood with chives, and lamb face with pepper are served.

   Another clerk, Yang Yi, said with a smile, "Is this going to eat a whole sheep feast?"

   Huang Zhongqiang highly recommends: "This is a sheep we raised by ourselves. If you taste it, the leaders will come to try it. It tastes very good."

   The slender salesperson brought the wine to the table again. In addition to the bottled wine, there was also a ceramic bottle. When it was poured out, the red drink was poured out.

   Huang Zhongqiang greeted again: "Come here, Mr. Huo, Mr. Wang, you quickly bring the cup over and try this thing."

   Huo Daqiang smiled and said, "Is this a kombucha drink?"

Huang Zhongqiang smiled proudly: "Yes, Huo Ju, you know the goods. This drink is now popular in big cities such as Hudu, Qiantang, and Wengzhou. They are made of tea, sugar, water and bacteria after fermentation. "

  Other cadres said: "The newspaper said that such a fermented drink can produce substances that are beneficial to the human body. It itself is sour, and sour things can inhibit the growth of harmful bacteria."

   "It has a very beneficial effect on people's health. Now, in the homes of people with good conditions in big cities, the elderly have a bowl of this kombucha every night..."

   "The tea leaves used in Shanghai are all messed up. We use Shi Mui tea, which is a specialty of our Huangtu Township. The kombucha drink made is more beneficial to the human body."

   Speaking of Shi Ai tea, the leader Tong will prepare the last batch of gifts for Wang Yi.

   This is not only because they asked Wang Yi to dig a well in the village, but also because of Wang Yi's performance in the sales department in the evening, he greatly admired him.

  Wang Yi told them about going to Waizuitou Island today.

Knowing that he bought Shi Ai tea, Leader Tong sighed bitterly: "You really are, Mr. Wang, you have seen the outside world. If there is such a thing in the future, tell us that you don't need to spend money to buy it, as long as it is something that is available in our village. , I can give it to you."

  Wang Yi patted the table playfully and said, "Can you give me this set of tables and chairs too?"

  Huang Zhongqiang laughed and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you. This thing is old and out of fashion. I'm thinking about how to retire it!"

  Wang Yi was overjoyed and wanted to rub his nose on his face.

But the wine had come, Wang Yong greeted him and started drinking: "We don't have any good wine in our village, the leaders try the Little Yellow Crane Tower 135 that I brought back from my hometown. This wine is not expensive, but it's not good enough, you try it. Can you drink it smoothly?"

   "Why is this wine called Little Yellow Crane Tower 135? Is there anything behind 135?" Yang Yi asked, putting down his chopsticks.

Wang Yong smiled and said: "What's the point? This wine has been selling for one yuan and thirty-five cents for six years, seven years, so it has such a name. Now it's more expensive. The Yellow Crane Tower is 185!"

   "Speaking of the fifty cents," Leader Tong laughed. "Tonight, when you didn't come over, something interesting happened to the old bug..."

   He repeated the farce in the evening together with Wang Yi's performance.

  I like this kind of topic at the wine table, and it can bring the chat atmosphere up.

   Hearing Wang Yi's help to the old bug and the filial young man, the whole table was in awe of him.

  Wang Yong even raised his glass directly: "Mr. Wang, my old Wang has heard about your reputation as a good person. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes today, Tong Buming told us that, I admire you."

   "The last time I went to your team to visit and study, I received your warm hospitality. Today we must warmly entertain you. Come, I will toast you!"

  Wang Yi saw the glass full of drinks, and her scalp tingled on the spot: "Minister Wang, do you really want a glass? Can we take it slow? I can't drink enough."

  Wang Yong said with a wicked smile, "You didn't say that in your production team that day. That old soldier under your command, Huang Yougong, made a lot of trouble for us. You can come today!"

  Wang Yi was helpless and had to raise a glass to drink.

   Everyone applauded: "Okay!"

  Wang Yi saw that there were still people who wanted to raise a glass to him, so he put down the glass and quickly cut the topic.

   Just as he wanted to inquire about Zhuohui, he asked everyone if they knew the Zhuohui of the Niangniang Temple.

   What he got was a definite reply, so he asked again: "Mr. Leaders, what's the origin of this Master Zhuohui? He seems to be quite powerful."

  Tong Buming said: "It's very powerful. Others are very capable. Originally, there are no monks in this temple, just a few temple blessings."

   "Afterwards, there was social unrest. Some people always came to ask for trouble. Some temple worshippers were afraid and ran back to their hometown to join relatives."

   "The master Zhuohui is here, um, he made the remaining temple Zhu Zhu Shao's head become a monk, and then this person can talk and keep the Niangniang Temple in the hands of the young generals."

   "Come on, Mr. Wang, I'll give you a toast too. You've done a good job without naming your name, and you've convinced me. I'll learn from you in the future!"

   Looking at the raised wine glass, Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "Learn from each other, learn from each other."

  The loess commune has been hardworking for a long time.

   In particular, Huang Yougong was also a member of the Loess Commune, but at Wang Xianghong's house that day, his parents and officials were unrelenting when he was drinking alcohol.

   Parents and officials all remember this hatred, and now that Wang Yi is coming to the door, they naturally want to pour it out in the name of hospitality!

  Wang Yi's drinking capacity here is really average, and the wine at Little Yellow Crane Tower 135 is so strong that after a few cups, Wang Yi is sleepy.

   Since then, how can he talk to the officials of Huangtu Township and the cultural relics bureau about the newly discovered cultural relics and antiques in their township?

  But if I can't talk about cultural relics and antiques and can't get something out of them, then Wang Yi is not reconciled:

Does    mean that the meal was eaten for nothing?

   He didn't want to eat this meal for nothing, so he started to pretend to be drunk, and then waited for the topic of antiques to come.

   As a result, the related topics have not come up for a long time, and people at a table are chatting about eating, drinking, and talking about meat and wine.

   Finally, we chatted about changing the dishes and changing the position of the dishes.

  Wang Yi came up with an idea, and slapped the table with the spirit of wine and said, "Director Huang, leaders, you can't do this at the table."

   "Look at this dining table. It's too bulky and too big. After this dish is set, there will always be people who can't reach it, and you have to change the dish."

   Huang Zhongqiang said embarrassedly: "There's no way, this is the case with big tables."

  Wang Yi rushed to him and waved his hand: "No, our public restaurant sent people to Shanghai, Yangcheng and other big cities to investigate. Now there is a fashionable and novel dining table, what do they look like?"

   "It's just such a big round table, and then there is a glass turntable on it, and the dishes are placed on the turntable, right, you can see that the turntable can be turned, and whoever wants to eat what kind of food, hey, just turn the glass turntable!"

   He even said and gestured to introduce the turntable table.

   This kind of dining table has indeed appeared now. He has also seen advertisements on TV. It is the craft that Yangcheng imported from the neighboring Hong Kong Island.

   Huang Zhongqiang and others were excited when they heard it.

  The turntable table is indeed a fashionable and novel good thing. With this table, there is no need to change the dishes.

  Wang Yong asked: "Then can you buy such a table? Can you buy one for our commune?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand pretending to be heroic and said, "What to buy? They are all friends, I will give you one!"

   "Is this bad?" Wang Yong said quickly.

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "What's wrong? I'll give you a new set of desks and chairs. You can replace the old mahogany desks and chairs. Can we barter?"

  Others got it.

  Mr. Wang is interested in this set of desks and chairs.

   But they didn't think too much about it, because Wang Yi didn't go to the outer islands to collect antiques and cultural relics extensively, and there were not many rumors about him tinkering with these old objects.

   So they looked at Huang Zhongqiang.

   Huang Zhongqiang asked in surprise: "Mr. Wang, do you really want this set of old tables and chairs?"

  Wang Yi patted the table and said, "This may be made of huanghuali wood, a treasure of our Chinese furniture culture. I like to collect such old objects..."

   "Then you are in the wrong era. You came to our team ten years ago, and some of them are old objects." Wang Yong said.

  Tong Buming shook his head and said, "Who dares to put away old things at that time? You are looking for something for Teacher Wang."

   "Isn't our old leader involved in this aspect at that time, so let's let people counterattack?"

   He introduced to Wang Yi again: "The old leader I'm talking about is the old bug's father..."

  Wang Yi saw this topic again and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I like old objects but I don't want to collect too much, mainly because I like this set of desks and chairs. They are antique and very good!"

When Huang Zhongqiang heard this, he patted the table and said, "Okay, Mr. Wang, if you like this set of tables and chairs so much, then replace them with a set of turntable tables and chairs from the city you mentioned. I'll make the decision and replace them for you. It's gone!"

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "I can definitely send it to you, but I have to say clearly, Director Huang, the value of this table and chair should be much higher than the one I gave you."

"I can add some money, and I can also arrange a well drilling team as soon as possible to help you dig water wells in your village. According to your needs, try to drill as many wells as you can, such as ten or eight wells for him - less is useless. !"

   Hearing this, Tong Buming and others were even more elated!

   Huang Zhongqiang immediately made a decision: "Okay, Mr. Wang, then you can bring the table and chair to change."

   He asked the others, "What do you think?"

  Tong Buming's first response: "I don't think it's a problem. Mr. Wang is a good person. He enthusiastically helped the old bug and the young comrade just now, which made my heart always warm."

   "He has something he likes, and I would definitely like to help him get it."

  Wang Yong also said: "Mr. Wang is helpful and sincere. We can't do anything wrong. There is nothing good about this old table.

  Other people expressed their opinions, and Huang Zhongqiang waved his hand again and said, "That's it, if our reception room can be replaced with a revolving dining table, this set of old tables and chairs will be given to you!"

  Tong Buming said, "Yes, we all promised Mr. Wang just now. If you like something in our commune, we can give it to you!"

   Wang Yong added: "You don't need to pay any more, but you really have to arrange for someone to come and dig a well for us."

   "Originally, we had the idea of ​​digging a well this winter to prepare for spring ploughing next year, but we don't have a machine like yours to dig a deep well, so we really need your help."

   He said to Huo Daqiang again: "This matter is settled like this, it's settled, Director Huo, you are a witness, we and Mr. Wang agreed, come, have a drink!"

  Wang Yi asked dumbfoundedly, "Are you still drinking?"

   He smelt of alcohol and almost spit it out!

  There is a guest house in Huangtu Township, and Huo Daqiang finally drank too much.

   So they didn't go home, they were arranged into a guest house together, and Chang Jinyu and Liang Huili were also arranged to share a room.

  Huang Zhongqiang called Dazhong Restaurant and asked someone to send a message to the island to go back. Tonight, Wang Yi will not be returning, and he will go back at dawn tomorrow.

   Guest Houses are standard rooms with two beds.

  Wang Yi and Huo Daqiang shared a room.

   He did drink a bit too much this time, so he went back and drank a cup of tea to soothe his hangover, then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

   fell asleep and woke up again.

   He rubbed his face and sat up in a daze, suddenly raised his head, and saw a figure standing quietly in front of the windowsill.

   I called before, but the lights will go out. I don't know if the power is off again or someone deliberately turned off the lights.

  Tonight the moonlight is not good, he looked at it through the weak moonlight, and saw that the shadow's body was still shaking slightly, and his arms were shaking exaggeratedly.

  Wang Yi woke up on the spot!

  What's going on here?

   Standing in front of the windowsill is Huo Daqiang, so what is this for?

  What about Huo Daqiang's sleepwalking? !

   He subconsciously got up and retreated to the corner of the wall. At this time, Huo Daqiang, who was in front of the window sill, suddenly stopped moving, his head slowly twisted, and he looked at him quietly.

  Wang Yi took a deep breath.

What does    mean?

   Huo Daqiang asked tentatively at this time: "Mr. Wang? Teacher Wang? Are you sleepwalking?"

  Wang Yi was stunned, and reached out to turn on the light cord. With a 'click' sound, the light came on, and Huo Daqiang was looking at him with concern.

  Huo Daqiang laughed when he hurriedly turned on the light and stared, "Haha, I got it, got it, we have a misunderstanding!"

   "Were you frightened by me just now? Frightened by me shaking my arms like this?"

   He started shaking his arms again.

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "It's not too scary, mainly because I don't know what you're doing."

   Huo Daqiang asked suspiciously, "Have you never seen hand shake therapy?"

  Wang Yi was stunned for a moment: "The therapy of throwing and throwing hands? I really haven't heard of it, but I have heard of qigong."

  Huo Daqiang waved his hand and said, "hand-shake therapy is not the same thing as qigong. In 1972, this kind of exercise method for recuperating the body was popular in the south."

   "It requires us to stand in a quiet area with fresh air every night before going to bed, close our eyes slightly, and shake our hands vigorously back and forth."

   "I saw the fresh air in the room by the window, so I exercised here - oh, I've been exercising for more than ten years, and I'm used to this type of exercise. I really can't sleep without exercising every night."

   He introduced and laughed: "In the past, we usually used to be a group of people, find an empty place, stand at equal distances, and then each started to shake hands."

   "There are occasional exceptions. Sometimes I can't find a comrade to exercise with, so I have to stand alone in a dark corner and shake my hands silently. It's really scary to think about it."

  Wang Yi really didn't know about this therapy, and smiled bitterly: "Our production team is relatively closed, so my knowledge is relatively shallow."

  Huo Daqiang waved his hand and said, "No, it's because this therapy has been abandoned now. Experts say it's unscientific. I think it's very scientific. What's unscientific is the old chicken blood therapy."

  Wang Yi was really blown away when he heard this: "To beat chicken blood? People beat chicken blood?"

  Huo Daqiang said: "Yes, you haven't heard of it? It's just to beat chicken blood to people. It's better to use the blood of a chicken. It is said that the yang qi is the most prosperous, it can cure all diseases, and the kidney deficiency is the best!"

"Now we all know that this is nonsense and unscientific, but no one thought that way in 60 years. At that time, Big Brother Maozi studied tissue therapy and injected some tissue fluid under the skin to treat diseases, and then we learned to produce chicken blood. therapy."

   "This chicken blood therapy has also been published in the newspapers, saying that it is a state secret research, and the level is at the forefront of the world. Veteran cadres are secretly using this therapy to enhance their physical fitness and spirit."

   "My wife is from the county hospital. She said that a lot of people went to their hospital for chicken blood at that time."

"She sat in the outpatient clinic and said that their department specially assigned a nurse to be in charge of taking chicken blood for a dime. Every day people who came to take chicken blood would line up in a long line, each with a small rooster in his arms. The team of people and chickens can fill a street, and the flying chickens are really spectacular."

  Wang Yi murmured, "Isn't this a mess!"

   He didn't know that such chaos existed in society after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

  But, can you beat someone with blood?

  I can't, won't it kill anyone?

Huo Daqiang said: "I also thought it was a mess, but at that time my wife really believed it. My father-in-law was old and had a stroke at the time. She even gave my father a chicken blood treatment. After half a year, my father-in-law two Had a stroke and passed away."

   "After the funeral, my daughter-in-law told me that the economic conditions did not allow it, or that there was less chicken blood..."

  Wang Yi asked: "Hasn't this chicken blood therapy killed anyone?"

  Huo Daqiang waved his hand and said, "I have died, how can I not die? I just entered the police station to work, and a colleague died because of chicken blood therapy."

  Wang Yi said: "The death was very miserable, right?"

   "It's miserable," Huo Daqiang said, showing an unbearable look, "the whole person is shattered."

  Wang Yi took a deep breath: "Why is it so miserable?"

  Huo Daqiang said: "My colleague is young and impatient. At that time, everyone was robbing chickens, and the supply of chickens was in short supply."

   "My colleague happened to get a little rooster, so he was eager to fight chicken blood, but when he was crossing the road, he ran too fast and was killed by a car!"

  Wang Yi: ? ?

   Huo Daqiang shook his head with a pity look on his face.

   Wang Yi was speechless again.

   He couldn't hold back his urination, so he pushed open the door and ran out to find the public toilet of the guest house to urinate. After returning, he continued to sleep, and Huo Daqiang continued to exercise.

  Woke up early the next morning and the guest house prepared breakfast.

   is quite rich, fried dough sticks, pickled cucumbers and rice porridge.

   But the porridge is very thin, just white soup.

  Huo Daqiang and the three still have to continue working in Huangtu Township. Huang Zhongqiang came to pick them up and sent Wang Yi away by the way.

  Wang Yi apologized to him, saying that he drank too much last night.

Huang Zhongqiang reminded embarrassedly: "Mr. Wang, you promised to dig a well for our village last night, and help us change a set of revolving tables and chairs. When you bring the revolving tables and chairs, let's change them. Because we don't know when we have guests here for dinner."

  Wang Yi rubbed his temples and said, "Okay, no problem. But Director Huang, let me explain to you first. I think your set of solid wood tables and chairs are more valuable than swivel tables and chairs. Are you old things?"

  Huang Zhongqiang shook his head and said, "It's not very clear, but it shouldn't belong to antique cultural relics. Otherwise, Director Huo and the others saw it last night, and they must have talked about this with me."

   "If the wooden tables and chairs are not antiques, can they be valuable?"

  Wang Yi said: "The wood materials used in some tables and chairs are more precious, so you have thought about it. If you really want to change a set of rotating tables and chairs, it will be no problem. I can send them to you this Sunday."

  Huang Zhongqiang said happily: "Change it, whether that set of desks and chairs is an antique or not, it is too old-fashioned, just like the furniture used in the homes of officials in the old society in the newspapers."

   "New era and new atmosphere, it is a bit inappropriate to use them to entertain guests, especially businessmen who come to do business."

  Wang Yi suggested: "That's fine, I'll go to the city on Sunday, I'll come to you first to take the tables and chairs, I'll return in the afternoon, I'll take you back by the way, okay?"

   Huang Zhongqiang agreed.

   Cooperation reached.

  Wang Yi doesn't know if this set of huanghuali wood table and chairs can be brought to 22 years. Judging by the attitude of Huang Zhongqiang and others towards it, it should not be very precious to keep, maybe it was eliminated or dismantled in the 1990s.

   Even if it is kept for 22 years and cannot be brought over, it is fine, Wang Yi can stay on the island and wait for this time and space to increase in value.

   Anyway, he is not short of money in 22 years.

   Packed up, they launched Tianya 3 to return to the island.

  After the light snow, the sky and sea are cold.

   may be related to the rain two days ago, and another cold wave came across the sea.

   The morning sun is just rising, the clouds are light, and the sea breeze is still cold enough to make people rub their hands and faces.

   This will not be warm even in the cockpit.

   Without sunlight, the cockpit cannot be turned into a sun room.

  The time is about to enter December, Wang Yi sails on the sea, and the atmosphere of winter is getting clearer and clearer on the ocean as far as he can see.

  The waves were surging, rolling up countless snow-white water droplets, flying up and rolling down into the sea, like pieces of snow.

   It was cold in the morning, and it was vaguely frosty. The windshield in front of the cockpit was hung with a touch of frost, and the sea surface through the frost was even cooler.

   They returned to Tianya Island, stopped the boat and docked at the pier. There were already members working hard in the area around the pier.

  The wooden boats overturned on the shore, and several old men painted them with protective paint.

  This is a very precious thing. A bucket costs thirty or forty dollars, so I dare not waste it, and I have to paint it carefully.

  It is very necessary to give the ship protective paint, which can prevent corrosion, prevent seawater invasion, prevent the scourge of ship maggots, and prevent barnacle parasitism.

  When the winter is not busy, the fishermen have to paint a layer of paint on their fishing boats.

   When the old men saw Tianya No. 3 coming back, they stopped what they were doing and looked at the pier. After seeing Wang Yi, they shouted, "Mr. Wang, didn't you come back last night? No wonder you didn't see Tianya No. 3 early in the morning."

Wang Yi shouted: "I went to Huanglong Commune to do some business, but I didn't come back after it was too late. Second uncle, fifth uncle, did you paint the boat? Stop it. I bought some new boat paint for the production team. The boat is well painted and the wood is more protected.”

   Hearing this, the old men were refreshed: "Mr. Wang, did you also buy boat paint? Is it expensive?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "It's not expensive, it's easy to use, I'll bring it back to the production team on Sunday."

   "Have you bought a net?" Several women were laughing while packing their nets behind the pier.

  Wang Yi went over to take a look. The women were not mending the fishing nets, but integrating the fishing nets with some thick and long bamboo poles.

  These fishing nets are of a style he has never seen before. The meshes are constantly narrowing from front to back. The front meshes are large, and the rear meshes are small and very small, just like mosquito nets.

  Chang Jinyu said: "Is this about to push shrimp skin?"

   She said this casually, and Wang Yi understood what the women were doing to clean up the fishing nets.

   As Chang Jinyu said.

  The production team will arrange for someone to push the shrimp skin today.

  For people in the inland, shrimp skin is shrimp skin, a kind of flat dried seafood without shrimp meat, used to make dumplings, steamed buns or put it in wonton soup for seasoning.

   But for the fishermen on the outer islands, shrimp skin is a kind of shrimp. They directly call the small shrimp that can be sun-dried into shrimp skin. In fact, they are hairy shrimp.

   Hairy shrimp is a category, but the outer islands collectively call small shrimp skins, so Wang Yi doesn't know what type they are.

Pushing shrimp skin is to use this kind of fishing net that he sees now. The front mesh of the fishing net is large and easy to leak, which is convenient for walking in the sea. missed.

What the women have to do is to fix the two sides of the fishing net on the bamboo poles. In short, they put the two ends of the fishing net on the bamboo poles, spread them out in a fan shape, tie the bamboo poles at an acute angle, and tie a horizontal wooden pole about half a meter away from the top. The rod is fixed with the stability of the triangle.

   When pushing the shrimp skin like this, the fishermen have to walk in the water. They push the two ends of the horizontal bar with both hands, and the joint of the two bamboo poles touches the belly. When they see small shrimp, they push the net in which direction.

Very hard.

   is very boring.

  You can't work on a fishing boat anymore. You have to walk in the sea water. Half of your body is soaked in the water in this cold day. Isn't that tossing people?

   But no way.

   Fishermen are like farmers, how easy is it to get enough to eat? Always have to work hard.

   To be honest, 22-year-olds can lie down if they can't do anything, because they won't die from starvation.

  Who dares to lie down in 1982, this can really starve people to death!

   In these years, if you can eat three meals a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year—not to mention fine grains all you can eat, but coarse grains all you can eat, that's a happy family.

  The woman who cleaned up the fishing net said: "Mr. Wang, the captain said that the dried shrimp skins from this year will also be kept for you. The sweet dried shrimp skins in our team are fresh, even fresher than dried shrimps."

   "When you send your classmates a few pounds, they must make dumplings for the New Year, right? Let them use the fresh shrimp skin from our team, it must be delicious."

  Wang Yi gritted his teeth secretly upon hearing this.

   Come on, the team is helping him dry the shrimp skins, so he can't watch the fun on the shore, so he has to help push the shrimp skins together!

   He looked at the rising sun, and secretly prayed that Father Sun would be more powerful today, the firepower must be fierce and vigorous, seafood needs to be kept fresh, and eggs only need to be kept at room temperature.

   (end of this chapter)

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