1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

Chapter 11 Leader, my name is Li Duoyu

　　After the gatekeeper helped notify, Li Duoyu squatted at the door for about ten minutes with large and small bags.

A young man wearing glasses, a white shirt, a belt, and leather shoes who looked very elegant came to the gate.

 “Duoyu, why are you here?”

Li Duoyu stood up after seeing Chen Dongqing: "My mother asked me to bring you some seafood."

 “Why are you being so polite to me, one of my own?”

 Chen Dongqing was the first college student on the island after the college entrance examination was resumed. She was sent to school wearing a big red flower and beating gongs and drums in the village.

 I took the exam at the Shandong Ocean University at that time, majoring in aquaculture. As soon as I graduated, I was directly assigned to work at the county's Fisheries Research Institute.

 In fact, Chen Dongqing is a few years older than Li Duoyu.

The two have often quarreled and quarreled since they were young because of seniority issues. Chen Dongqing always forced him to call him uncle to respect him, but Li Duoyu was very stubborn and never called him uncle.

Even now I am not used to shouting. I usually call him by his name, or not even call him by his name at all.

 But the real core conflict between the two is over women.

When my uncle was studying, he really liked Zhou Xiaoying. In addition, they both knew how to read, so they were often described as a golden boy and a beautiful girl by people on the island.

 But no matter what, the golden child is no match for the childhood sweetheart who has slept in the same bed since childhood.

Now that I think about it carefully, Lao Li is really scheming. He has cultivated their relationship since they were young.

However, these are things in the past. Later, as both parties started a family, his brother-in-law's resentment towards him was not that great.

 Under the leadership of his uncle, Li Duoyu passed through the iron gate of the Fisheries Research Institute and came to the reception room of their unit.

But just as he sat down, the researchers in the department hurriedly called away the brilliant student, my uncle.

“Duoyu, please sit here for a while. I have something to do. When I get off work later, I’ll invite you to a restaurant.”

“It’s okay, you go ahead.”

 The so-called reception room is actually an empty room with only a few chairs and not even a drinking glass.

On the wall, there are many honorary medals and photos, as well as various newspapers and magazines that publish the results of the Fisheries Research Institute. It feels more like an exhibition room of work results.

Li Duoyu took a rough look and found that the Lianjiang Fisheries Research Institute has three main research directions: fish, shellfish, and algae.

 Fish have the least results among them.

In this era when there is no shortage of fish, there is really no need to expand farming. The main shellfish are razor clams and clams, while the algae are kelp and seaweed.

The most recent newspaper article on the wall is from a year ago, and the headline reads:

The kelp seedlings cultivated by the Lianjiang Fisheries Research Institute have achieved great success in the Dandan Island breeding base.

 After seeing this news report.

Li Duoyu was a bit dumbfounded. The farmers who were tricked into raising kelp on the island in the past two years wanted to smash down the door of their research institute with a pole.

Where has it been a huge success?

However, Li Duoyu is right if he thinks about it carefully. Science and technology are summed up from repeated failures.

 It's just that these two fishermen were unlucky and became experience and experimental subjects on the road to scientific success.

“Secretary, here are the research results of our institute in the past few years.”

Just when Li Duoyu was looking at it, the voices of a group of middle-aged people suddenly came from behind. A leader, surrounded by a group of staff, came to the reception room.

There are also photographers taking photos in front with cameras.

 After seeing the leader's appearance clearly, Li Duoyu couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't know what the current position of the man in front of him was, he would definitely be a big shot in future generations.

 Some staff were very surprised when they saw Li Duoyu. They did not expect that there would be anyone in the reception room today.

 Li Duoyu also wanted to leave.

 But there was only one exit, and it was blocked by their human wall. Now more than ten pairs of eyes were staring at him.

And often what we fear most will come. The kind-hearted leader asked: "This is also a comrade from your research institute."

The staff of the institute looked a little ugly and even wanted to curse, who let this outsider in? A middle-aged man following the leader quickly said after seeing the dried seafood that Li Duoyu brought:

“Secretary, this comrade is not from our office. He should be here to visit relatives.”

“Well, I thought he was from your house.”

Li Duoyu breathed a sigh of relief. What he wanted to thank most now was Lao Li. If he hadn't told him to cut off his afro.

If he were to meet with his boss wearing an afro on such an occasion, Chen Dongqing would probably hate him when he looks back.

 What Li Duoyu didn’t expect was that the leader didn’t seem to like chatting with the people in the institute, but was quite interested in him.

“Comrade, I saw you looking so seriously just now. What do you do?”

 “I am a small fisherman on the island.”

“Fishermen, tell me what kind of seafood you raise on your island.”

“There are quite a lot of them, including oysters, razor clams, clams, and kelp.”

“Have you made any money from breeding?”

Hearing this, the staff of the institute behind him broke out in cold sweat and wanted to take Li Duoyu out.

 Now they can only pray that this little comrade will not spill the beans and tell the true situation of kelp farming, otherwise he will inevitably get scolded a few times in the institute.

Li Duoyu glanced at the staff and naturally knew what they were afraid of.

“Of course we’ve made money. Since we started farming, we fishermen don’t have to take risks to fish in the open sea, and we can be self-sufficient at home.”

The staff in the institute all looked at the comrade in front of them in surprise. The lies coming from his mouth were much better than the manuscripts they had stayed up all night to write.

 What surprised them the most was that he had been speaking for a minute or two and he hadn't finished yet.

“Although kelp farming is difficult at this stage, with the help of professionals at the institute, we farmers on Dandan Island are confident that in the next few years, we can make kelp bigger and stronger and strive to become a model for coastal learning.”

 “Okay, that’s good, little comrade, what’s your name?”

“Leader, my name is Li Duoyu.”

“Duoyu, it’s such a good name, I’ll remember it.” After the leader finished speaking, he patted Li Duoyu on the shoulder, and then said to the staff behind him:

"Director Zheng, I'm a little suspicious now. You have arranged this young comrade a long time ago. He doesn't look like a fisherman. He speaks more eloquently than me."

“Secretary, you have wronged us. We really don’t know this little comrade.”

The accompanying reporter, who has been in this industry for many years, was very experienced in taking photos of this young man telling the leaders about seafood farming.

Just a few days ago, he saw a copy of the "National Maritime Aquaculture Operation Minutes" on the leader's desk, and always felt that today's photo would be good news.

  Chen Dongqing, who had just come out of the research room, rushed to the reception room in a hurry when he heard that a leader was visiting unexpectedly today.

 He was really afraid that Li Duoyu would get into trouble in front of the leader and do something illegal.

 After all, Duoyu is a well-known "reactionary" on Dandan Island. He always talks about foreign culture and foreign electrical appliances.

When he arrived, he happened to see the director and his team walking out of the reception room accompanied by the leader, which made him feel that something was wrong.

I have already begun to complain about Li Duoyu in my heart. Why should I come to him if I have nothing to do?

 A middle-aged man saw the anxious Chen Dongqing and asked, "Dongqing, that little comrade in the reception room is your relative, right?"

 Chen Dongqing felt instantly depressed when she saw Section Chief Zhang asking her: "You are my relative."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "This relative of yours is not bad. He is a good seedling. He can be well cultivated. The leader and director like him very much."

"Well…"

 The middle-aged man didn’t explain much and followed the leader away, leaving behind a confused Chen Dongqing.

During the new book period, I would like to ask for recommendations on Zhuiyue. Don’t worry, try to read the latest chapter. Thank you everyone.

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 (End of this chapter)