In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Chapter 119 Visiting the Nursery Base (for Subscription)

After Section Chief Zhang led the team.

Their travel benefits have been improved. Instead of a tractor that hurts their buttocks, they have replaced it with a three-wheeled agricultural vehicle.

When he came to the nursery base that his uncle took him to last time, it was obviously different from the last time.

In the past, there were only four characters of "Lianjiang Fisheries Research Institute" in the factory building, but now there are four characters of "nursery base".

The factory building has also more than doubled in size, and the original tile roof has been partially replaced with a glass roof.

Last time I came.

Since Chen Dongqing's authority was insufficient, he was not shown around the nursery base.

But this time, under the leadership of Zhang Qingyun, the uncle who guarded the door simply registered and let them in.

And to cool down the base.

Surrounded by large electric fans, the noise generated made it difficult for everyone to speak clearly.

After arriving at the nursery base, Li Duoyu could clearly feel that the temperature inside was several degrees lower than outside.

Zhang Qingyun said: "It's very cool here."

"Ah."

"It's just too noisy, otherwise I would want to move here."

After seeing this crude cooling equipment, Li Duoyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it's really not easy for scientific researchers nowadays.

Fortunately, the weather this year is not bad. If it encounters high temperature, these cooling equipment will really not be able to support it.

And in the cultivation base.

There are more than a dozen rectangular shallow pools, and each pool is covered with brown ropes. Zhang Qingyun continued to introduce: "The kelp seedlings given to you are all raised from here."

Chen Wenchao looked at the empty pond with a confused look on his face: "Brother Yu, there is only rope here, nothing else. Where are the kelp seedlings?"

Zhang Qingyun said with a smile: "I remember, your name is Chen Wenchao, isn't it?"

Chen Wenchao was a little cautious: "Yes, I'm Chen Wenchao, and I'm working for Brother Duoyu now."

"That's right, you kid has a lot of vision."

Looking at the breeding pond, Zhang Qingyun explained: "The kelp is very small now, and it is still in the state of spores, so it cannot be seen with the naked eye, so you have to magnify it with a microscope to see it clearly.

These spores will attach to these ropes, and after a while, small shoots will grow. "

Chen Wenchao really listened carefully, but he didn't graduate from elementary school, so he couldn't understand at all.

He came to Li Duoyu and asked softly:
"Brother Yu, what are the steamed stuffed buns and microscope that Section Chief Zhang mentioned?"

Li Duoyu frowned slightly, and didn't know how to explain to Chen Wenchao. After thinking about it, he grinned and explained to him:

"This spore is the same as the one that came out at night. After dissolving it in water, you can't see it, but they will hang on the rope and grow up slowly."

"Now, you understand."

Chen Wenchao suddenly realized.

Chen Dongqing on the side couldn't laugh or cry, although Li Duoyu's description was quite vulgar.

But for fishermen who haven't studied much, it's just right, very close to real life, and he is hesitating whether to apply it when explaining to fishermen next time.

But considering that there are many women who came to listen to his class, if you speak like this, you may really be charged with hooliganism, so the gain outweighs the loss.

However, what puzzled him was.

I remember that when he came to the base last time, he didn't take many fish to visit the nursery pond, and he didn't tell him about the cultivation process of kelp seedlings.

But why does Li Duoyu understand so well.

When visiting the nursery base, Li Duoyu found that there were quite a few breeding ponds not far away, so he walked over to have a look.

Li Duoyu pretended not to know that it was a pond for cultivating abalones, and asked:
"Section Chief Zhang, what are these ponds raising?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled: "Those things are made by our deputy director. I heard they are abalones."

"Abalone."

And at this time, another group of people came to the nursery base, they were the Hong Kong Islanders whom I had seen in the reception room before.

Deputy director Yang, who was smiling apologetically, became displeased instantly when he saw Li Duoyu looking at his abalone cultivation pond.

Facing the staff in charge of the nursery base, they cursed:
"What do you care about? I didn't tell you. Without my permission, no one can get close to those pools of abalone fry."

The staff was also stunned by the scolding, not knowing what explosives the deputy director had eaten today, so he quickly replied: "Remember, I won't do it next time."

After seeing these people coming.

Zhang Qingyun also signaled Li Duoyu to leave the abalone nursery pond.

What Zhang Qingyun didn't expect was that Li Duoyu said seriously: "What's so delicious about abalone? The fishermen on our island don't like to eat it."

"It's not tasty, it tastes hard, and the shell can be sold for some money. Ten years ago, fishermen on our island caught it to feed pigs."

After hearing this.

Yang Zairong's face was very dark, and he knew that Li Duoyu must have done it on purpose.

The female translator, Xiao Zhu, had black lines all over her forehead. Not surprisingly, the Hong Kong native named Zhang Binru asked her again.

"That man, what are you talking about?"

The female interpreter said helplessly: "He said that abalone is delicious, and he really wants to eat it."

Zhang Binru proudly said: "Abalone is so precious to us, ordinary people can't afford it."

After hearing this.

The female translator didn't want to translate because she felt embarrassed.

Zhang Qingyun and Chen Dongqing looked at each other for a while, then smiled helplessly. The two of them now understood why Deputy Director Yang had a dark face just now.

Wicked people still need to be grinded by wicked people!
Although his face was torn, Zhang Qingyun didn't want to have a confrontation with Yang Zarong. After seeing them coming, Zhang Qingyun hurriedly greeted them:
"Let's go, let's go to the oyster seedling base first."

Once outside.

Li Duoyu and Chen Wenchao got on the iron boat of the institute.

What Li Duoyu didn't expect was that he ran into piling master Zhang here, who was piling the kelp seedling raft frame at the base.

When the iron boat passed the piling team.

Li Duoyu greeted the piling team.

"Master Zhang, I have pulled out a lot of fishing rafts and moso bamboo stakes. When you are free, come and help me mend the stakes."

Master Zhang smiled and said, "I'll work for the institute these two days, after two days, can I go to your place?"

"No problem, then I'll wait for you at the pier the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."

In addition, Li Duoyu found that there were nearly ten times more rafts for cultivating kelp seedlings.

If these kelp seedlings are cultivated, it feels that raising two to three thousand acres of kelp is definitely not a problem.

Li Duoyu asked:
"Is the scale of kelp seedlings in the institute so large this year?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded and said:

"Farmers in several nearby towns saw your kelp growing up, and they came to order kelp seedlings early. If you don't expand, the seedlings are simply not enough."

"By the way, Duoyu, you plan to grow a few acres of kelp this year. You can make an appointment in advance. I'll keep your kelp seedlings first."

Li Duoyu thought for a while.

"It would be good to have fifty acres."

Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a moment: "With so little, I thought you would build at least one or two hundred acres."

Li Duoyu smiled and said: "I originally wanted to build a hundred acres, but I heard from you that there are so many people raising it. I'm afraid it won't sell for a higher price next year. I think it's almost enough."

Zhang Qingyun smiled helplessly:

"I found that you are really smart, you can see farther than anyone else, and you can even think about what will happen next year."

"Ugh."

Zhang Qingyun sighed. He was indeed worried that if there were too many kelp production next year, the price would not be stable.

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