In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Chapter 30 Submarine Piling (for further reading)

Two large sampans came to the west side of Dandan Island, about two nautical miles away from the tidal flat.

Li Duoyu stopped the boat.

"Master, just stop here and wait for us to drive piles here."

Chen Dongqing looked at the surrounding sea:
"Are you sure you want to grow kelp here?"

"Yes, I think this area is very good."

Chen Dongqing originally found a suitable breeding sea area for him. Since he said so, let's take a look first.

He bent down to check the visibility of the sea water, and roughly checked other data, and the result surprised him.

He just told Li Duoyu that the environment for the growth of kelp is suitable for him, but he didn't expect him to remember it all.

Moreover, Chen Dongqing felt that this sea area was most likely the most suitable place for raising kelp in the entire Dandan Island.

The water is clear and the visibility is more than two meters.

The flow of sea water is also quite large.

There is a tidal flat not far away, which also meets the conditions of fertilizer and water.

Chen Dongqing couldn't believe it, and said to the piling master:

"Master Zhang, try to find out."

Hearing this, Zhang Zetian used multiple sections of bamboo poles to connect a long stick more than 20 meters long on the boat. Every section of the stick has a red mark and numbers on it.

On the other end of the long stick, there is an iron piece more than half a meter long, which is a bit like a "rice scout".

Li Duoyu knew that the iron sheet was for probing the bottom of the sea, so as long as he pierced it down and pulled it up, and looked at what was left on the iron sheet, he could roughly judge what was going on under the sea.

After stabbing down with the long bamboo stick, Zhang Zetian stabbed hard a few times, then slowly lifted the bamboo stick up, and reported a set of data:

"The water depth is 23 meters, the bottom is sandy, and piles can be driven."

After hearing this, Chen Dongqing, who should have been very happy, looked at Li Duoyu in front of him, and obviously felt jealous.

Some time ago, after Li Duoyu came to the Fisheries Research Institute, he couldn't figure out why he gave people a very relaxed look when he did everything.

Chen Dongqing sighed:
"Okay, tie the anchor rope and prepare for piling."

Under Chen Dongqing's command, the two sampans were brought together. A worker selected a thicker wooden stake, and then tied the thickest anchor rope tightly.

Like a bamboo pole, Lao Zhang connected a long iron rod, and a hammer weighing two hundred catties was welded to the other end of the iron rod.

There are four thick ropes tied to the top of the hammer.

The piling masters lifted the iron hammer to the surface of the sea, and then a person with good water skills tied the wooden pile used for piling to a groove on the side of the iron hammer with a slipknot.

In the next step, the stake is driven vertically to the bottom of the sea by the weight of the hammer itself.

Then untie the slipknot.

Then you can start piling. Every two people pull a rope, and the people from the two boats pull up the hammer together. As the most important pile driver, Lao Zhang must ensure that every time the hammer is raised, it hits the wooden pile.

Until the whole stake is driven into the sand.

Hit more and more.

The sturdier the pile.

If the hammer is not accurate, or if the stake is knocked crooked, you can only pull out the stake and start over.

When piling, the masters will call the piling horn together.

"Yo ho yo,

Hold it high, yo ho~~
Hit the prison, yo ho~~
The typhoon is coming, yo ho~~
I can’t blow it down, yo ho~~”

After hearing this number.

Li Duoyu has a kind feeling, I don't know how many years, I haven't heard the fishermen chanting. I remember when I was a child, the fishermen would work together, and there were all kinds of chants.

Pulling the net has the name of pulling the net.

There are also songs for rowing oars, pulling boats, and knocking oysters.

After about 30 smashes.

Through the touch from the iron rod, Lao Zhang found that the hammer had been hit to the bottom, so he would let everyone pull up the hammer.

Make sure that the hammer has hit the sand, and then ask two or three people to pull the anchor rope to ensure its firmness before laying down a pile.

And after they finished piling.

Li Duoyu tied a large floating ball to the intersection of the anchor rope and the rope.
After tying the big float.

The piling boat will drive forward for 50 meters along the current. Li Duoyu tied a big floating ball again, and then Lao Zhang and the others continued to drive pilings here.

Generally, 50 meters of kelp rope is used as a length. If it is too long, it is easy to be pulled out by big waves in strong wind and waves.

For the first cooperation, it took more than half an hour for everyone to get a 50-meter-long rope.

For Li Duoyu's 30-acre kelp breeding site, a total of 150 ropes are needed.

According to the current piling speed, it will take at least eight or nine days to complete the piling.

Fortunately, Lao Zhang and the others charged by pile.

The fee for each pile is one dollar and five.

If all the more than 300 pieces are finished, it will be about [-] or so.

Under the scorching sun, a group of pile drivers kept repeating the same piling operation. In less than two hours, everyone was soaked.

When the sun rose to the middle, all the piling masters were sitting on the deck of the boat, drinking tea and resting, and some directly took off their clothes and covered their heads to prevent exposure to the sun.

Although Chen Dongqing, who is skinny and tender, is wearing a bamboo hat, his arms are still completely sunburned. This is the hardest and most caring time since he worked.

Li Duoyu was paralyzed there because he had to keep tying all kinds of floating balls, looking up at the blue sky, thinking about life.

One morning passed before two acres were settled.

There are 28 acres left.

Thinking of this, Li Duoyu's scalp tingles somewhat, but he has to accept the fact that production efficiency is low in this era.

40 years later, with a pile driver, more than 300 wooden piles can be driven in two days.

Sure enough, the development of technology is the last word.

And while they were resting.

A small sampan sailed towards them. Li Duoyu glanced at the people on board, then stood up, waved to them, and shouted:
"Mother, this way, this way."

It was the third uncle who drove the boat and brought his mother over to deliver food to the piling master.

The ship approaches.

Chen Huiying moved a basket of light cakes to Li Duoyu's boat, and Li Duoyu quickly reached out to pick them up. The light cakes had just been baked and exuded a strong burnt aroma.

Li Duoyu, who was hungry with his chest stuck to his back, picked up one and bit it in his mouth on the spot. Although this kind of cake was delicious, it was very hard to bite hard.

The most important thing is that it is very filling. It is said that when the Qi family army attacked the fleeing Japanese pirates in their area, they ate this kind of light cake.

Chen Huiying said about her son:

"Do you understand the rules? You should let the master eat first, and you didn't thank Third Uncle Ni for coming all the way to deliver food to you."

"They all directly piss on the rough people in the sea, how can there be so many rules." Just after Li Duoyu finished speaking, these piling masters all laughed.

Li Huiying scolded with disgust on her face: "You child, how do you talk?"

Li Duoyu took two more bites, and then immediately shared the pie with the piling masters, and when Chen Dongqing saw his sister, she greeted her with a smile:

"Sister."

Chen Huiying sized up Chen Dongqing a few times:
"It seems to have gained weight, and it's not as thin as before. Have you eaten the things I brought you last time?"

"Eat it, Xiao Rong said it was delicious."

"It's good that it's delicious. I'll ask Duoyu to bring you some after I finish eating next time."

"Don't be so troublesome, those last time were enough for us for half a year."

And Chen Huiying saw that most of the piling masters were shirtless. She was a woman, and she was too embarrassed to talk any more, so she went back with the third uncle's boat first.

Li Duoyu ate three light cakes in a row.

After taking a big sip of water, he burped and continued to tie the float.

　Seeking collection, seeking follow-up~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)