1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 383 I have something to tell you
In fact, he had been contracting shrimp pond farming for a year, and it was not something he could keep a low profile on.

Originally, he planned to get some support from the village committee and the town to facilitate the implementation of his next plan, which would slow down the process. If the city or county could pay attention to it directly, he would definitely not reject it, as this was what he wanted.

"Okay, I'll ask around as soon as I have time recently. If we can really expand the scale with the support of the county, I'll order all the shrimps for next year from you in advance!" Wei Pan's voice rose two notches.

The smile on Liang Ziqiang's face didn't change much: "Don't worry, Boss Wei, you are also a straightforward person. Didn't I sell all the shrimps I harvested in the first year to you? I will definitely consider you first in the future!"

It was fine to give him priority, but he would definitely not express the attitude of locking all future transactions on Wei Pan alone.

Wei Pan certainly understood that it was impossible to get the other party to make a promise easily in the business world. Liang Ziqiang's words had achieved the result he wanted to a certain extent.

After selling all the prawns, the three of them returned to the village. On the way, Liang Tiancheng kept scratching his head and said to Liang Ziqiang:
"Raising shrimps is really profitable! Last year, Aqiang asked my dad and I to raise shrimps together, but I had no idea what to do. Fortunately, I listened to Aqiang's advice. I made this huge sum of money thanks to Aqiang!"

Father Liang also took two puffs from the bamboo tube that always accompanied him, and continued:
"It's not just a matter of listening to advice! Raising shrimp sounds simple, but it's hard to do. In this year, Aqiang has taught me so many methods! Without his teachings, I wouldn't be able to make thousands of dollars just by raising shrimp blindly. I'd be lucky if I didn't lose money!"

What my father said is true. Prawns are relatively delicate. If you don't take good care of one, you may lose all your money.

Artemia can greatly improve the disease resistance of shrimps, which is one of the keys to their success and has been proven by experts in later generations. But in addition to this, there are many other technical points. Liang Ziqiang taught his father and elder brother all the points he saw in the later programs without reservation.

Apart from the aerator equipment which he really couldn't get in this era, all other technologies were carried out as close as possible to the breeding experience of later generations.

"Dad, brother, isn't it being too formal to say all this? I can't finish talking about it. When I went to the deep sea to fish, it was all thanks to you guys who helped me feed the shrimps!" Liang Ziqiang looked at them and said.

"There's really no need to be so formal with your family," Liang's father agreed. "But what about your friend outside? You decided to raise shrimps last year after hearing your friend talk to you about the technology of raising shrimps. He told you such an important technology without hiding anything, which is equivalent to giving money to our family! How about taking some money out of the several thousand yuan your brother and I earn to thank him?"

"what?"

Liang Ziqiang choked. In order to cover up, he explained that the technology he mastered was told by a "friend outside". Now, his father directly asked him to take some money to thank the "friend" who did not exist at all.

How can we express our gratitude to future experts decades from now?

"Dad, don't worry about this. My friends and I always help each other. It's not like I haven't helped them before. There's no need to thank me specially this time!" Liang Ziqiang quickly found an excuse.

"Helped each other before? That's better." After hearing what he said, Liang's father didn't say anything more. "If you can help others in the future, help them more. It's worth making more friends like this!"

"Yes, yes. It's easier to walk the road when you have more friends!" Liang Ziqiang responded.

After returning home, the father and his two sons put away their money. I don't know how overjoyed the eldest brother and his wife would be, but my mother couldn't stop smiling when she saw my father took out more than 200 big unity notes. She praised Aqiang, Liang's father, Xiangbei, and even the little Jingcheng who didn't know anything about it was praised.

Anyway, he liked everything he saw, and in the end, all the egg-laying hens in the house were praised equally.

Back in the inner room, although Chen Xiangbei was not as happy as Liang's mother, the joy in her eyes could be seen.

"Before, I only heard that there was a boy in Pomfret Village who was very good at fishing since he was a child." Chen Xiangbei squatted in the inner room and opened the wooden box. "I didn't expect that he was not only good at fishing, but also good at raising shrimps. He looks stupid, but he has a very smart brain!"

Although he has been making money recently and it is not uncommon to get 10,000 yuan at a time, making money by raising shrimps is very different from making money by going out to sea. Of course, his wife is in high spirits. "No, if you want to praise, then praise well. Who is stupid?" Liang Ziqiang said unconvinced.

The two chatted in a few words, and had already locked up the money. Today, they were only at the county fishing port, not in the city, so they put the money in the box first and deposited it together next time they went to the city.

That night, the father and his two sons went around the village and hired a few more people.

It is still not warm enough, so there are still plenty of idle people in the village. Invite more people to come over and start working together tomorrow, so as to finish the shrimp pond as soon as possible.

The water in the shrimp pond had been drained long ago. Starting from the next day, everything was carried out in an orderly manner, including compacting the embankment, plowing the pond mud, and spreading lime.

While working here, Liang Ziqiang ran to Zhong Yongrui's house to talk to him about increasing the number of contracted shrimp ponds.

When he arrived at Zhong Yongrui's house, he found that he was not at home today. The two brothers Zhong Kang and Zhong Ming did not go out to sea at this season, and they were all at home. Liang Ziqiang greeted them and chatted with them for a while before going home first, and would come to the village to discuss the contract another day.

Anyway, we can raise the broodstock first. The actual release of shrimp fry will be at the end of June, so there is still plenty of time to promote the expansion of the contract.

After leaving Zhong Ming's house, he was walking in the village when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Brother Qiang, wait a minute, I'm on my way to Orange Hill to find you!"

Liang Ziqiang turned around and saw Deng Zhaocai jogging towards him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but it had been more than ten days since Deng's mother passed away, and it seemed that Deng Zhaocai had become thinner in the past ten days.

Although he is still as strong as before, he doesn't look fat as before. In fact, Deng Zhaocai used to be a little fat with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but now he looks quite handsome after losing some weight.

"Are you asking about going out to sea? The next time we go out to sea is the day after tomorrow!"

Deng Zhaocai did not attend the most recent voyage because of his mother's "first seven days" death, so he did not know when the next voyage would be scheduled. Liang Ziqiang thought of this and quickly asked for information.

Unexpectedly, Deng Zhaocai was silent for a moment after hearing what he said, and even looked around, then pulled him and said:
"Let's not stand on the road. Why don't we go to the old palm tree on the side and talk for a while?"

Liang Ziqiang was puzzled. It was just a matter of talking about the time to go out to sea, something that could be said in one sentence. Why was he so nervous and deliberately went to the side to talk about it?
In the past, Deng Zhaocai had a loud voice, a bad temper, and acted rashly. He was not like he is now.

He didn't say anything and walked with Deng Zhaocai to the palm tree nearby.

Even Liang Ziqiang couldn't figure out how long this palm tree had been here, but he had seen it since he was a child. The palm bark on the tree had fallen off layer by layer, like an empty-handed old man wearing a straw raincoat but never able to catch any fish, looking shabby.

Just think about it, when Liang Ziqiang was a teenager, he had a fight with Li Liang and Deng Zhaocai under this tree!

"Acai, what's the matter? Tell me." Liang Ziqiang asked, pulling a piece of brown fiber from the tree trunk.

Unexpectedly, Liang Ziqiang was so shocked by the first sentence Deng Zhaocai said that he stood there stunned under the tree.

(End of this chapter)