Rebirth of a fishing village: starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

Zhao Dahai held a bucket of fish in one hand and strode into the yard. The forty kilograms of fish plus sea water weighed fifty or sixty kilograms. One bucket couldn't fit them all, so they all poured into the pond built yesterday and opened. After using the water pump and oxygenation, most of the fish started to swim. There were seven or eight dead fish. I took them out from the small net and put them in a smaller foam box, packed some ice, and poured a bucket of ice into the pool. The water temperature was too high. It's better to keep fish when it's colder. We caught a lot of fish today, so the big pond is just in use.

Zhao Dahai took a bath and changed his clothes. Grandma Zhong Cuihua prepared dinner. There was no table set, but each person had a bowl with rice and vegetables in it. He walked out of the courtyard door and ate in the sea breeze.

Zhao Dahai was in a very good mood. One is that I caught a lot of fish today, and the other is to figure out how to read the flowing water.

The topography of the seabed near Langtou Village has its own mind. The rising tide of sea water does not affect these places. It can infer the location and direction of the flowing water and find the most likely place to catch fish. It is not easy to make a fortune, but it is not too difficult to feed a family and fill your stomach.

Zhao Dahai put the rice in his mouth and looked at the sandworms drying on the dustpan. The sandworms dug up on the first day had been dried and put away. The ones he saw now were from the second and third days. He pinched them with his hands. One click, just right.

Zhong Cuihua told Zhao Dahai that someone will come to the village tomorrow to collect dried sandworms.

Zhao Dahai originally thought about continuing to go fishing tomorrow. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to see what price the people in the village would charge for collecting sandworms. If it was suitable, he would sell it. Grandma Zhong Cuihua was old and couldn't deal with this matter. She was not a businessman. They are all honest people. They go to the town in the afternoon, sell the fish they just caught, and then go to sea the day after tomorrow.

the next day.

Zhao Dahai woke up and walked out of the yard. He immediately went to the fish pond to take a look. There was a water pump to pump and filter the water. The sea water in the pond was of good quality and very clear. With the oxygenator running at full speed, not a single fish died. They were all alive and kicking.

Zhao Dahai was very satisfied. It was true that he spent a lot of money to build the pond and the effect was very good. He often goes fishing at sea, so it is very important to have a large enough pond to raise fish.

After Zhao Dahai finished breakfast, he didn't stay at home and went out for a walk in the village. Someone went to the village to buy sandworms today to see what the price was.

Zhao Dahai walked to the drying field in the middle of the village. There was a small truck parked. Several people were busy setting up tables and scales. It turned out that they were coming to collect sandworms. In the past few days, all the villages on the seaside have gone out to dig for sand worms. These people in the dry goods business, as if smelling bloody sharks, grabbed the time and went directly into the village.

Zhao Dahai stood aside and watched for a while. One after another, people came to sell sandworms. He waited until seven or eight people gathered around him before walking over.

"The average price of dried sandworms this year is only four to five hundred yuan per pound?!"

"The market is weak. We haven't sold last year's goods, we are all overstocked. Supply exceeds demand. Prices have fallen."

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"These sandworms in my hand can only be sold for 450 yuan per catty? Didn't last year's sandworms with this size sell for 600 yuan?"

"There's really nothing we can do about it. Didn't you just say that? The price of sandworms has plummeted this year. Last year it was indeed able to sell for 600 yuan, but this year it really can only be sold for 450 yuan, no matter where you get it. this price."

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Zhao Dahai listened for a while and turned to leave.

Market weakness?

Didn't last year's goods sell out? !

Maybe it's true, but it's also possible that it's just the deception of these sandworm collectors.

The people in the village are not stupid, they know that these people lower the price. However, the purchase prices in the entire town, including the entire county, are all about the same. If you don’t sell to these people and take them to other places, it will take time and effort. You won’t be able to sell them for much more. What’s important is whether the sandworms in everyone’s hands in the village can be dried. There are many, one or two kilograms or even only a few taels. The difference between the lower price and the higher price is only a few dozen yuan. I am too lazy to bother, so most of them grit their teeth and sell it. It is this psychology that these people who collect dried sand worms take advantage of, and they determine the price every year very precisely and just right.

Zhao Dahai didn't care whether others would sell it or not, and he would never sell it himself. The sandworms in his hands weighed five or six kilograms. They were large and of high quality. How about selling a thousand and twelve kilograms of goods for five or six hundred? Don't do this stupid thing if you keep it for yourself. Sandworms are dry goods and are different from fresh goods. Be diligent and dry them in the sun more often. Don't say that it will last for a year and a half. There will be nothing wrong with them for two or three years. Just let them go and don't be in a hurry.

Zhao Dahai returned home and told Grandma Zhong Cuihua that the purchase price of the people from the village was too low and they would not sell it. There were many people selling dried sandworms these days. If they were to be sold in a week or two, the price would definitely be much better.

Zhao Dahai took the bucket, loaded it with fish from the pond, put it on the back seat of his motorcycle, and went to the town to sell the fish.

Hongyun Restaurant.

Liu Gang stood in front of the seafood pool. The sea water was bubbling and bubbling. Each grid was filled with fish, shrimps and crabs, and the variety was very rich.

"Why!"

"There are too few high-end goods!"

Liu Gang looked at the empty pools in the highest ones and sighed.

Ordinary fish, shrimps and crabs are not hard to find, and there are all kinds of seafood restaurants, not to mention that your own restaurant is opened in the town, and the villages below are all fishing villages.

However, what really attracts customers is high-end fresh products.

Chilled?

Seafood: Seafood means fresh and fresh, and what you want is alive.

Take erythema as an example. A piece weighing ten kilograms is useless. One kilogram dead can only be sold for two to three hundred yuan, and one or two kilograms can only be sold for a hundred or dozens of yuan.

These were all dragged up from the deep sea by trawlers. I don’t know how long they have been frozen.

Rich people don't care at all.

If it is a living erythema, one weighing more than one pound can be sold for five to six hundred or even seven to eight hundred and one pound. There is no need to worry about selling it, as long as it can be sold on the same day.

"Why!"

"How great would it be if Zhao Dahai could catch red spots every day?"

Liu Gang thought of the red spot that Zhao Dahai sold to him. He could really catch the red spot every day. Zhao Dahai made a fortune. He sold the red spot in his restaurant and made a lot of money. Everyone was happy, but it was a pity that this was not a good thing.

When Liu Gang left the seafood pool, it was almost eleven o'clock. The lunch market was about to start. Today, there were several wealthy bosses coming to the restaurant for dinner, so they had to be picked up at the door.

Liu Gang walked out of the restaurant door, glanced at the road opposite, and his face darkened. Five or six days ago, he opened a new restaurant, which specializes in fresh seafood. He was an enemy of his colleagues. He was trying to steal money because his business was doing well.

Liu Gang knew that he had to find a way to get more good products. The most important thing for a seafood restaurant was to have good products. Without good products, there would be no competitors across the road, and customers would go elsewhere. High-end fresh seafood is not something that can be purchased from the street. Being able to capture it, I have actually been thinking about it these past few days and have no clue at all. I wish I could go out to sea and capture it myself.

"Boss Liu."

"What kind of business are you thinking of to make a fortune?"

Liu Gang looked back following the voice and saw Zhao Dahai riding a motorcycle and stopping in front of him.

"Yo!"

"What good stuff do you have?"

Liu Gang looked at Zhao Dahai's motorcycle, which was driving two large buckets. When it stopped, some sea water splashed out. It must be fish, shrimps and crabs. He asked and couldn't wait to look down.

“I caught some black snapper, but not many of them were alive.”

Zhao Dahai parked the motorcycle, put a small net in the bucket, and caught a few fish. They had already divided them when they arrived. The fish weighing more than 78 ounces and a pound were put in one bucket, and the remaining small ones were put in another bucket. .

Liu Gang looked at it and simply offered it at thirty-five yuan per pound.

"Yo!"

"Boss Liu!"

"Have you made a fortune recently? Have you become a philanthropic boy? Why are you so willing to offer the price at first?"

Zhao Dahai was stunned for a moment. The black sea bream sold this time is not big, weighing seven to eight taels per catty, and only a few two catties. The price of thirty-two yuan is really high. The last time I sold it myself, it was bigger than this, two levels higher. Not only that, it’s only thirty-eight yuan per pound, which is a bit wrong.