Rebirth 84, starting from fish farming

The Lu family has been processing corn these days.

Lao Pan was not idle either and came to the spring himself.

According to Lu Changhua's intention, we started from the side of the vegetable garden, along the edge of the southern plot of the vegetable garden, all the way south to the protective forest behind the pig house, and then eastward at a right angle to the reservoir.

On the other side is the protective forest along the edge of the tractor road going east to the dam.

The wasteland on the east side of the plot south of the vegetable garden was enclosed.

This includes springs, warehouses, duty rooms, etc.

100 meters from east to west and 100 meters from north to south.

This large piece of land covers an area of ​​nearly 15 acres.

If we fence all these, how many boards will be needed?

A wooden board 3 meters long, 20 centimeters wide and 2 centimeters thick would require 1,500 pieces.

This is 18 cubes.

According to the current market price, it is nearly 2,000 yuan.

After Lao Pan made an on-site inspection, he believed that a pillar should be erected at least 5 meters long, otherwise it would not be strong.

Because the east side is close to the reservoir, there is no need to fence it, so only 60 roots are needed.

In order to save costs, Lao Pan suggested that the cross arms should be made of wood and tied with nails or wires. There is no need to use screws, which are too expensive.

Lu Changhua follows goodness like a stream.

His purpose was to fence the land, protect the springs and water sources, and prevent anyone from causing further harm.

But even so, we should guard against gentlemen and not villains.

Overall, the fencing cost is about 4,000.

Lu Changhua gritted his teeth and agreed.

In order to save him some money, Lao Pan suggested that he go to the scrap collection station to see if he could find suitable angle steel or something like that, it would be a good deal.

Arranged things at home and asked Dahong's wife to look at the reservoir. Hu Dagui took Dahong and Erhong to make corn, and he rode a motorcycle everywhere to look for scrap copper and iron.

It was still completely white in March, and the snow on the roads began to melt at noon.

Machine-plowed roads without gravel will become muddy.

Lu Changhua had to go out early.

It was cold in the morning and the road was still frozen.

He covered himself tightly, got on his motorcycle and headed west.

On the west side of Sanfenchang is Erlongshan Forest Farm, passing through the forest farm is Erlongshan Farm, and walking further is the train station, where Longzhen is.

Longzhen has existed for a long time, and it was also the residence of Beining County for a period of time.

This is a big town.

Lu Changhua walked all the way and arrived at ten o'clock in the morning.

There is only one scrap station in Longzhen, the supply and marketing cooperative scrap collection station.

He asked many people before he found this scrap collection station located on the road outside the town.

Go in and take a look.

I go.

The place is huge and filled with all kinds of junk.

Paper, plastic, glass bottles and scrap metal.

"Comrade, do we have any angle steel or anything like that here?"

"What do you use it for?"

"I just put up the shoji and used it as a pillar."

"Oh, can you see if the one over there can be used?"

Lu Changhua was taken to a place filled with angle steel.

Let me go, isn't this a train track?

"Comrade, how much does this thing cost?"

"Sell by the pound, two cents."

"How much does this one weigh?"

Lu Changhua asked, pointing to the railway track.

"Give you Yaoyao."

The man moved a piece of rail to the scale with great difficulty.

"This one costs 20 yuan."

"Is it so expensive?"

"I have no choice but to sell it by the pound."

"Are there 60 of them? Help me find them?"

The man went back and called several people over, and together they helped rummage through the scrap metal pile.

It was around noon that I found the 60 sticks he wanted.

It turned out that these rails were old rails that had been replaced from the station, and they were already riddled with potholes.

After it was dismantled, it was cut into three-meter lengths and sold as scrap to a scrap station.

Regarding the price, Lu Changhua spent a whole morning scribbling with others, but it was of no use. The price is fixed and cannot be changed.

These 60 rails cost 1,200 yuan.

The people at the scrap yard were pretty nice. They helped find a car and paid 50 yuan for freight to transport it back to the three-point yard.

In order to save fuel, the driver will deliver the goods tomorrow morning while it is freezing.

There is no need for Lu Changhua to guard these iron lumps. They are very safe at the scrapyard.

He ate something and hurried back.

Once you get to the forest farm, you can't leave.

There is only a mechanically plowed dirt road between the forestry farm and the Sanfen farm. Once the snow and water are grouted, the road becomes muddy.

The wheels of the motorcycle were covered with mud, making it difficult to move.

He remembered what Lao Pan said about wooden cross arms.

Just in time, go to the forest farm and ask if there are any logs like this.

When he arrived at the forest farm office, he explained the reason for his visit.

The people in the forest farm office thought for a while.

"Yes, we use that stuff to make fires. If you want it, just give it the price of firewood."

He followed the people at the forest farm to take a look.

They are all made of poplar wood, about the thickness of an arm, and have been thoroughly dried.

Each one is five to six meters long.

It feels light in the hand.

"Okay, this is what I need."

Lu Changhua drove two cars directly.

He didn't bring a car himself, so he asked the forest farm to help him find two wheeled tractors.

The poplar wood on these two station poles is really good.

In previous years, when Lu Changhua built a shoji for his house, he would always go to the mountains to find poles like this.

This kind of wood is light, not easy to rot, even in thickness, and straight, making it a good material for shoji screens.

I gave two rubber-tired trucks 40 yuan for shipping.

After installing the pole, the car started running toward the three-point court, puffing out black smoke.

The road was muddy, but it couldn't withstand the power of the machine, so it made a dry rut.

They ran in front, with Lu Changhua following behind.

It took more than an hour to reach the reservoir.

He also called Hu Dagui and the others to unload the truck.

These poles are uninstalled near the duty room.

After sending away the people from the forest farm, everyone entered the duty room.

Although it is sunny at noon, it is freezing in the morning and evening, and the weather is the time when hot and cold alternate.

The stove is still burning in the duty room.

Dahong's wife boiled a pot of water.

Everyone pours a bowl.

"How much corn is left?"

"There are still two floors left."

Hu Dagui said.

"In this way, first transport the beaten corn to the warehouse here.

Be civilized at noon, don’t get wet.”

"It's okay, but we don't have a car."

"Now we have to find Lao Lu."

"Dagui, go ride a motorcycle."

Lu Changhua worked hard all day and was exhausted.

Hu Dagui took him back home.

Mother Lu has already prepared the meal.

After a while, the big flood and the second flood also came.

They had dinner at Lu's house and waited for Lao Lu to load the car.

Hu Dagui went to Lu's house and came back in time for dinner.

In the evening, four loads of corn were loaded and unloaded.

That night, Hu Dagui was on duty at the reservoir.

It is impossible for a woman to guard the reservoir at night.

Early the next morning, the roar of rubber-tired trucks woke Lu Changhua up. He guessed that the rail transporters from Longzhen were coming.

When I went out and took a look, it turned out to be the same driver as yesterday.

Lu Changhua got into the car and directed the car to the reservoir.

Fortunately, the rear trailer of this car is a dump truck, which can automatically unload cargo, saving a lot of manpower.

60 rails were clattering and unloaded beside the back wall of the duty room.

In the morning, Dahong's wife took over and the two of them went home.

After breakfast, the big flood and the second flood came.

Hu Dagui continued to take the two brothers to make corn, and Lu Changhua got on his motorcycle to find Lao Pan.

He took Lao Pan to the reservoir.

Lao Pan immediately became happy when he saw so many railroad tracks.

"Haha, Xiao Lu, you are really good at it. You can find this."

"Master Pan, are you starting to do it?"

"Fuck it, I'll find someone to help. I'll do it in your duty room."

"Okay, there is someone in the duty room."

Lao Pan went back to find someone.

It's past ten o'clock now and the sun has risen.

The snow on the road is beginning to melt.

The frozen soil last night became thin and clunky again.

The dam is also very muddy.

The banks of the reservoir have melted.

Water was flowing gurglingly from the spring.

The pyramid is no longer proud and is getting shorter every day.

He came to the sluice and wiped it.

There is still ice around the sluice, making it impossible to open it.

It looks like it needs to be smashed open.

He returned to the duty room.

Dahong's wife was stirring the stove.

"Sister-in-law, are you busy?"

"Ah, the boss is here?!"

"What the boss, he's just a fish farmer."

He walked around the room and said before leaving: "Lao Pan will come to work in a while."

Dahong's wife nodded and kept saying, "I understand."

Lu Changhua went to the warehouse, took out the pickaxe and shovel, and carried them up to the dam.

Come to the sluice and go down to the bottom of the reservoir.

Picking up an iron pickaxe is like a planer.

Scrape away all the ice debris around the iron gate and clean it with a shovel.

He rubbed a few more shovels of soil and spread them on the nearby ice.

He went up and tried again. The water gate was loosened, but he still couldn't lift it up.

It looks like it might still be freezing inside the sluice.

Just wait, it will probably take a few weeks.

The reason why he was so anxious to release the water was to let the reservoir melt as soon as possible.

As long as some water is added, the ice layer will separate from the water surface, the pressure on the ice surface will be unbalanced, and cracks will occur, so that the ice layer will melt faster.

What's more, the spring is about to erupt.

If the water balance is not maintained, the ice in the reservoir south of the dam will be submerged. If the ice is in the water, it will be difficult for the water temperature to rise, and the fish that want to produce seeds will not be able to produce seeds.

The current water source is not only the spring water in the spring, but also the melted snow water will flow into the reservoir. It is not good if the water level is too deep.

Lu Changhua played the ball at the sluice gate for a long time. He was exhausted and sweating, and then he returned to the duty room.

At this moment Erhong's wife came.

I was returning to the duty room when I met Lu Changhua.

"Hey, Xiao Lu."

"sister in law."

"I'll take my sister-in-law's place and go back to dinner."

"You two have to change shifts, otherwise it will be really inconvenient. It will also be a problem if there is no one to look after the children."

"No."

Putting down his spade and pickaxe, Lu Changhua said hello to Dahong's wife and went home to eat.

After dinner, at around two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Changhua rode his motorcycle to the reservoir.

He came to see Lao Pan at work.

Lao Pan is a real person and brought his son here.

The two men carried a rail into the duty room.

A trapezoidal wooden box was nailed in the house, with a base of 50×50, a height of 50 cm, and a top of 30×30.

The two men put the rails up in a wooden box.

Pour the mixed concrete in.

Tie fixed wooden poles around the rails for support.

Tell Erhong's wife to stay away when walking.

Today, the two of us made one. It was also an experiment. We will see the effect tomorrow.

Lu Changhua felt that the rails were too heavy and the cement piers below were a bit light.

But Lao Pan said: "This pier is just a counterweight, and stability still depends on the dug hole. If it all depends on the pier, how much cement will it take?"

Lu Changhua thought about it, as long as it was erected in the pit, the iron pillar would be stable.