Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 282

On the way back, the girl called him and said that there was a package in town, which was sent to him by his new acquaintance Li Ruru.

When Qin Dahe passed by the town, he picked it up for her.

When I got home, I was so sleepy that I didn't even want to take a shower and went to bed. The maid pulled me to take a shower.

"I'm so dirty, how can I not take a shower?"

"I know. I'm so sleepy."

Yanyan rinsed him with water just like giving a dog a bath. He sat on the bench with his eyes closed.

"Brother, do you want to dye your hair? Ru Ru just gave me a bottle of red hair dye."

"Huh?" Qin Dahe, still dazed, shuddered. "What?"

"It's dyeing cream. Ru Ru brought it to me from Jinling." The little girl said proudly.

"I won't dye my hair red." He pinched her cheek, feeling both amused and helpless. "You shouldn't dye it either. Your employer will definitely not allow it. Besides, it will affect the baby."

"what?"

"Will it affect the baby?"

"They're all chemical products, and they'll be absorbed into your body through your scalp," he warned. "I'll buy you the rest of the cosmetics after you're done breastfeeding. I'll give you enough money."

"Oh." The little girl threw a towel to him sullenly.

"Then what should I do with this thing?"

"If it doesn't work, just throw it away. I'll bring back a big black carp later and ask my mom to fry some smoked fish and send it over." Anyway, he has to go there frequently to deliver bait for silver carp and bighead carp.

"Ok."

Qin Dahe saw that nothing was wrong and said, "Don't call me at noon." He quickly wiped his body and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, there was still a faint fragrance in the quilt, and he fell asleep.

I slept until three in the afternoon, and when I woke up I felt very heavy all over.

When I looked closely, I saw that he was carrying over 130 pounds of flesh, his legs were numb, and there was saliva on his shoulders.

He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry as he gently moved the girl away. He got off the bed and started breathing heavily. It was so heavy, and he didn't even feel the heat.

The place where the two of them were touching was covered in sweat.

He went to get some cold water to rinse it again. Suddenly, a ball of red fur came running in from outside the door and surrounded him, howling.

"Hey, this..."

He was a little speechless. He said that the dyeing cream could not be used, but he dyed the dog's hair and it turned completely red.

Chaomian hugged his legs in grievance, and Qin Dahe felt sad when he saw it. He guessed that he had a psychological trauma from being harmed by the disaster.

He first tested it with his hand and found that the color did not fade before he picked up the dog, which weighed more than ten pounds.

"Be good, Yanyan didn't mean it." I walked out of the door holding the dog. The sun was still very hot.

The peanut roasting machine and flour mill at home were both running, and Qin's mother was cleaning the eel cages in the yard.

"Mom, what are you doing with this?"

"Let the old man go online at night. It's useless to sit at home all day." Qin's mother said bluntly, then looked at the fried noodles and took them immediately.

"A perfectly good dog dyed like this, it's quite festive."

Qin Dahe also thought it was funny, but Chaomian was very sad now, so he didn't laugh at others.

"Then I'll get the shrimp cages out and put them all out tonight."

"Whatever you want." Mother Qin went to add fuel to the roasting machine while carrying the fried noodles. "Someone came to buy 20 kilograms of bait today. They said there's been another shipment from the sluice gate."

"Really? Let me ask."

Qin Dahe immediately called Uncle Chen. Now that he is retired, he must go fishing every day.

I didn’t expect that they really shipped out. The average person sold five pieces in the morning, which is scary.

The silver carp and bighead carp on the Dazha side are quite large, much better than those in Yijiang.

Just then he called and everyone asked him to help deliver the goods. There were twelve fishermen over there and many people wanted them.

Uncle Chen wanted him to take a notebook to write down the order, but Qin Dahe was too lazy to write it down. He went directly to the warehouse to get some five-jin and two-jin packages and put them on the car.

"Mom, I'm going to the blacksmith shop by the way. Do you want a few kitchen knives?" There was still a sack of shell casings in the trunk of the car that had not been dealt with.

"We need a bone chopping knife and two slicing knives for our family." After thinking for a moment, she continued, "If there's enough iron, I'll get a set for your eldest sister and your father-in-law's family, and a slicing knife for your second uncle and my old man."

The old man was talking about my grandfather. In June this year, my uncle came to visit us specially. The atmosphere was not awkward and we had a good chat, but we never made a phone call.

Unlike my uncle's family, even though they are thousands of kilometers apart, the two families have to fight at least several times a month.

"Okay, I got it. Let's go ask grandpa." The carpenter might need an axe or something, so let grandpa choose something himself.

He drove directly there, and when he arrived at the carpenter's workshop, the silly boy and his grandfather were busy preparing materials.

I stopped and took a break when I saw him coming.

"Grandpa, I still have over a hundred pounds of shell casings. What do you want? I'm going to the blacksmith's workshop in town."

"Shell shell?" Grandpa became interested.

The three of them went to the trunk of the car, and Qin Dahe opened the compartment, revealing a whole sack of goods.

"This is good iron, but the blacksmith in town is not good enough. Let's go to Phoenix Bridge, silly boy, you come with me and I will get you a set of good planes and axes." He also had a good set of his own.

If you want to do your job well, you must have the right tools. This is especially true for carpenters. A good set of equipment can save a lot of effort.

"Okay, get in the car and go now." Qin Dahe didn't care, running anywhere was fine.

Grandpa turned around and closed the door of the workshop, and the three of them went to the village entrance.

But I still had to go to the gate to deliver the goods, so I turned left first.

On the other side of the sluice gate, by the river, the silly kid helped carry the bait down. There was a row of fishermen, at least twelve or thirteen of them, sitting there, not caring about the scorching sun from the opposite side. They were truly dedicated to their work.

"Uncle, Lao Wang, you are all here." When he got downstairs, he immediately started distributing cigarettes. They were all big customers.

These people are addicted to fishing for silver carp and bighead carp, and they contribute hundreds of dollars to him every month.

"Haha, here I come." Uncle Chen came over immediately.

Qin Dahe opened the bag directly and asked Hanwaer to help collect money and sell bait.

He went to turn over other people's fish, and today they were full of fish. The more he turned over, the happier they were.

"Oh, Gangzi caught a big fish today, it's worth more than 200 yuan." There was a silver carp weighing more than 30 kilograms in the first fish basket.

"Hehe, good luck."

Other people caught at least four or five mermaids, and sometimes more than ten. Everyone came happily to buy bait.

The fishing is good today, so they will definitely fish until seven o'clock before going home. At most they will get a scolding.

"Pick up all the fish baskets, I'll take a picture and publish it in the newspaper later." Qin Dahe suddenly had an idea.

This kind of fishing spectacle should also be included in "China Fishing".

"Can it really work?" Mr. Wang asked curiously.

"Sure, I'll show you guys." The magazines he'd brought back that morning were still in the car, so he went up and grabbed a few. Mr. Wang took them first, and the others followed suit and began flipping through them.

"Wow, it's really in the newspaper." At this point, there was no need to differentiate between magazines and newspapers. As long as it was on paper, they thought it was awesome.

Mr. Wang’s eyes widened. It turned out that fishing could be reported in the newspaper, and it was “China Fishing”. What a cool name.

"Haha, of course I can. Come on, I'll take a picture. I have something else to do later." He laughed. "There's also a catfish weighing over 80 kilograms that hasn't been photographed yet. Lao Wang knows about it."

This guy is pretending to be so comfortable, and his whole body feels transparent.

"Here it comes." When everyone heard that their fishing rods would be in the newspaper, they all put down their fishing rods.

Two people have caught fish at this moment, but they are ready to ignore it.

"You guys make a big curved bow, it's just right." He said quickly, feeling the shock when he caught the fish.

"Yes, it needs a big bend bow, or I can hook a fish down?" Uncle Chen's eyes lit up, and he thought his method was good.

Qin Dahe was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He started fishing now instead of waiting for twenty years?
"Hang two more, just don't be too outrageous."

After fiddling with it for a while, the photos were finally taken and everyone happily passed the magazines around.

"Okay, Uncle, Lao Wang, I've given you these two magazines. I'm going to get busy now."

"Go ahead and get busy. Remember to buy more magazines now that your story is in the newspaper," he said worriedly.

If the manuscript is really collected, everyone here today will definitely want a copy.

After waving to everyone, he picked up the remaining bait and went upstairs.

In the car, grandpa even asked him whether he made money selling bait.

"I sold 50 kilograms today, at 10 yuan a kilogram, so I made a little over 400 yuan."

"So profitable?" Grandpa looked at him in surprise.

I have always known that my son-in-law is capable, but I didn't expect him to be so capable that he could earn more than 400 yuan in just a short time in the afternoon.

"Haha, there are other channels for selling it too." Selling bait can sometimes make more money than fishing.

Anyway, grandpa and the kid are not outsiders, so he told them all the channels through which he sells bait.

"Next year, if we have more orders, Hanwa will help me do it too, and we can all make money."

"Brother, thank you."

"Haha, why are you thanking me?"

There is a flour grinder and an automatic peanut roasting machine. Don't work too fast. It is easy to prepare 2,000 kilograms a day.

He just set up a transfer station at home and added flavors.

The current bait is version 1.0, which is the original version, and subsequent flavors are added directly to this version.

The proportion of flavor may be only 2%, so there is no need to retest the flavor and water absorption.

Hanwaer's family has no land to farm, so they can earn some money by giving the job of making primitive bait to him.

We walked all the way to Phoenix Bridge, and under the guidance of my grandfather, we went down a slope and stopped at the door of a wooden house.

As soon as I got off the bus, it felt like I had traveled back to ancient times. There was a huge storefront with a cloth banner hanging at the door with only one word "iron" on it.

At this time, the huge bellows was constantly pulled by the young man, and a wave of heat rushed out from it. The hot summer was really unbearable.

An old man was holding a cigarette in his mouth and heating a piece of sticker in the stove with pliers in his hand.

When it looks like it's almost done, pull it out and hit it immediately.

Seeing this, the young man quickly stopped the bellows, came over with a sledgehammer, and hammered the edge area following the old man's rhythm.

Grandpa didn't disturb them, but just watched from the side with the two of them, his eyes full of sighs.

Nowadays, whether it is carpentry or blacksmithing, fewer and fewer people can pass on their skills.

He visited the furniture factory in the county and found that the factory had fully automatic planing equipment, which could shavings and trim much faster than he could.

As for blacksmiths, it is even more difficult. China's basic industries are really not to be underestimated.

From the moment the Yangshan machine became popular, the entire nation's machining industry was devastated, not to mention an industry like blacksmithing, which had extremely low production efficiency.

"Oh, what a rare guest! Why are you here, Old Yu? Are these two your apprentices?" The old blacksmith put down the note in his hand and looked at Grandpa with a hint of envy.

The two young men behind him are really strong. I wish they were his apprentices.

"Haha, old man Feng, this is my apprentice, and this is my son-in-law." Grandpa pointed at the two of them proudly, and then said: "Call someone..."

"Grandpa." "Grandpa."

Qin Dahe took the initiative to hand over the cigarette, but did not light it himself. It was not appropriate for a young person to smoke in an occasion with elders present.

After calling for help, Silly Kid went to the trunk to get the iron for the shells, and placed a sack of them in the house with a clanging sound, which immediately attracted their attention.

"These are all cannonball irons, made by my son-in-law. Come to your place and make two handy things." Grandpa said proudly.

"Ce, do you still have this thing? Didn't we finish it a few years ago?" The blacksmith stepped forward to open it and immediately became curious about it.

There are a lot of iron shells on the Yuxi River side, but there are also many people picking them up. I haven't heard of anyone picking up so much stuff in these years.

"I used a metal detector to do it. I think there are still some left. I'll look for them when I have time."

"Okay, remember to sell me some when you find them." He said bluntly.

The father-in-law spoke at this time. "Please pack some things for us first, and the rest will be yours."

"That's great, haha, come sit down." The young man was still standing there stupidly when the blacksmith kicked him. "Go get a stool."

"Oh oh." He ran away to get something.

"Forgive me, I am just like this now, I am too stunned."

The silly kid lowered his head in shame, and seemed to be stunned. He didn't even know to bring a bench when someone came to the carpenter's workshop. However, benches were the most abundant thing in the workshop, so there was no need to move any.

"It's great to have an apprentice," Grandpa said with a smile. "First, get him two axes, one large and one small, and some blades for planes and chisels."

"Okay, little guy, come over here and try your strength. It doesn't matter if you have a small axe, but the carpenter's axe still depends on your strength."

The blacksmith called the silly boy to the side and saw a row of iron blocks, which were probably other people's raw materials.

Have him try doing horizontal-grip curls with his forearms.

"Don't use your waist to exert force, this is just a test of your arm strength."

"Oh." The kid smiled innocently and started to do the tests one by one.

It was not until he reached 30 kilograms that he found it a little difficult. The old blacksmith was getting more and more pleased to see this. He thought it would be great if this boy was his apprentice. He was a natural blacksmith.

I tried to lift 38 kilograms, which means I could only curl up to nearly 80 kilograms before I started to feel tired.

"Okay, that's about it, awesome."

The most proud person present was the old carpenter. It was such an honor to have brought up this apprentice, and it made the old man envious.

Then it was Qin Dahe's turn, and he expressed his needs.

There is no need to specify the size of kitchen knives and bone chopping knives, as they are not so particular for daily use.

　over slept

　　
　
(End of this chapter)