In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Li Duoyu has been very busy recently, so Zhou Xiaoying didn't dare to bother him at all.

The correspondence course she signed up for had already started, and it was Li Duoyu who found the place for her through his connections.

The school where she attends classes is Rongcheng University, and her major is English. This course is very popular and in high demand right now, and many companies are sending people to study further in it.

If it weren't for the help of Teacher Xie Youzheng, she would never have been able to apply for a place in this correspondence course as a primary school teacher.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoying couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes, relationships are really useful. In the past, she couldn't even resist Principal Zhu, and her salary would not increase even if she taught two or three classes alone.

But now, just by inviting the other party to a meal, Teacher Xie arranged all the matters related to her admission.

According to the original plan, she had to go to school on weekends and stay in Rongcheng for one night.

However, as the shrimp farm had not been going well recently, Zhou Xiaoying discussed the matter with Teacher Xie.

Then I met with the teacher, and after communicating with each other, I found that Zhou Xiaoying had a good foundation.

You can study at home in the first semester, and go to class if you have time. If you don’t have time, you can just take the exam at the end of the semester.

But since she really couldn't help and seeing Duoyu was so busy every day, the only thing Zhou Xiaoying could do was to improve her own studies.

Because her parents passed away early, Zhou Xiaoying has never felt secure, and she is also aware that she is a rather pessimistic person.

It's impossible to be as confident as Li Duoyu. This guy is really cocky. No matter in the past or now, he always seems to be passionate and confident in everything he does.

But she always felt that everything was going too smoothly for her, and something unexpected would happen. She didn't expect to encounter the shrimp plague right away.

Zhou Xiaoying was relatively clear about how much money he had invested in this project, as she was present when the loan of more than 600,000 yuan was signed.

It is impossible to say that Zhou Xiaoying is not panicking now, but being nervous is of no use at all.

She also wants to work hard, and Duoyu can't bear all the pressure alone.

Assuming that Duoyu’s breeding is unsuccessful or fails, she will be the last guarantee for this family.

She had talked to Teacher Xie and learned that the most profitable job for English majors at present is contract and professional field translation, such as some manuals, etc.

You can also make money by translating foreign classics and publishing them in China, but it's a bit time-consuming.

In short, as long as you are professional enough, at the very least you can become a foreign language consultant for a company and earn a lot of money a year.

So during this period, Zhou Xiaoying studied harder than before, and little Tutu was taken care of by his grandmother.

Recently, she often reads and studies until one or two in the morning.

Mr. Li, who lives in the back room, has also been suffering from insomnia recently. Sometimes, he feels distressed when he sees the lights are still on in the room.

But he had no way out, after all, he was a fisherman who had a hard time raising oysters.

I used to think Duoyu was not very capable and I had to learn from him how to grow oysters. Now I can’t compare with this son at all.

When facing the shrimp plague, his son actually dared to give it a try. He also wanted to persuade him, but he didn't understand it at all. After persuading him, he might even cause more trouble.

These days, Chen Huiying has been worshipping at the Tianhou Temple, almost every day.

The table was full of offerings she had placed, some of which had not even been taken away and remained on the altar.

For her, when faced with a situation where she couldn't help, all she could do was pray and take good care of little Tutu.

But when she knelt down to worship Goddess Mazu, little Tutu, who came with her, stared at the offerings on the altar with his big, cunning eyes.

Ever since grandma came back, little Tutu has had no snacks. Grandma watches him too closely, so he doesn't even have a chance to sneak some food. She even doesn't allow him to catch chickens or ducks.

In the past, when his father and mother were annoyed with him and had a quarrel, they would still give him a little food.

But after grandma came back, he couldn't eat anything. He saw melon seeds and watermelon candies as offerings on the table.

Little Tutu couldn't help it any longer and had been secretly observing grandma, seeing how attentively she was praying.

He sneaked to the back.

At the moment when grandma was kneeling, she reached out to the red plate on the altar and secretly grabbed two watermelon candies and put them in her pocket.

The second time, I grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

But the third time, grandma was staring at him with wide eyes and looked very angry.

"Oh my god, Jin'er!"

"Even Goddess Mazu hasn't eaten yet, and you dare to eat secretly. You really don't remember the pain."

The little Tutu who was found was grinning, but at the moment he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

For Chen Huiying, she can choose to forgive many things except worship and her belief in Mazu. She is definitely one of the most devout people on the island.

Chen Huiying did not have an outburst at the Tianhou Temple. Instead, after worshipping, she left the temple and was on her way back.

After placing the sacred blue on the stone, he immediately broke off a small twig from the bushes on the road.

When Xiao Tutu saw the small branch, he immediately became timid: "Grandma, please don't hit me, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again?"

Chen Huiying said angrily: "Don't dare what?"

"I dare not eat anything that belongs to Mazu anymore."

"Which hand is holding it? Show it to me."

Since he had both hands full, little Tutu stretched out both hands, thinking that grandma would not really hit him.

But this time, little Tutu was wrong. Both of his little palms were hit and turned red instantly.

Little Tutu's eyes turned red and he kept shedding tears. He really didn't expect that his grandma never beat him normally.

Sometimes, when dad wanted to beat him, grandma would stop him and scold him, so every time dad wanted to beat him, little Tutu would run to find grandma.

But she didn't expect that two hits from grandma were not enough this time. Seeing that grandma wanted to hit the usually stubborn little Tutu, she hid her hands behind her back and said, "Grandma, I won't dare to do that again next time."

Chen Huiying didn't want to beat him, but there were some things that had to be done. Except for his family members, everyone in the village gave in to him.

Chen Huiying knew very well that because his father was so powerful, the child must be taught more strictly.

In the past, he was still ignorant and Chen Huiying was reluctant to punish him. Now he has gradually become sensible, and once he has a bad habit, he must correct it at the first opportunity.

Chen Huiying said sternly: "If you don't eat well this month, you won't get any snacks."

"Got it. I will definitely eat well. Can you please stop fighting?"

"No, if you steal the tribute, you must be spanked three times on the palm of your hand. This is only two spankings. Let me spank you the last time." After today's beating, little Tutu understood that the tributes from the Tianhou Temple must not be stolen, otherwise even his grandmother who loved him the most would beat him.

The shrimp plague has been going on for a while, and even if Li Duoyu didn't say it, everyone in the village knew about it.

After all, many villagers work in the shrimp factory, and they know how many shrimps die every day.

Over there in the village square.

Of the four old men who used to play four-color cards, only three are left now. One of them suddenly suffered from heatstroke this summer and passed away.

But they were only sad for a while, and their lives went on as usual.

The reason why they play cards here is simple. They have almost lost their ability to work. For them, living one more day means earning one more day.

The three of us have been missing one player for a long time, but recently a new player came, and everyone is familiar with this person.

He was half the size of them, but his movements were not as agile as theirs: "Wang Dapao, play your cards faster."

Although Wang Dapaoshou was not as shaky as before, he was very slow at playing cards. Even these old men with white hair looked down on him.

"I won't fight with you anymore. You're so slow. It makes me anxious just looking at you."

When Wang Dapao was the team leader before, everyone would give him some respect, but now no one gives him any face at all.

At this time, the old man named Lao Zhao suddenly said: "Have you heard that the Duoyu shrimp farm has to clean up a lot of dead shrimp every day. I heard that they are all in baskets."

"Some of them were still alive and quite big, but they were all buried in the soil. It's such a waste. It would have been much better to make them into dried shrimp and sell them. Other shrimp farmers do the same."

"I support Duoyu on this one." Another old man said, "Didn't you see Duoyu burying those eels last year? He also buried them in carts. I think Duoyu was a little naughty in the past, but he has a very positive outlook on life."

"Yes, your values ​​are indeed very positive." Lao Zhao nodded: "Do you think the breeding industry is easy or difficult?"

Wang Dapao, who was despised, said: "Growing kelp is afraid of typhoons, eels have eel disease, oysters are afraid of red seawater, and raising shrimps has shrimp plague. It's not that easy."

After listening to Wang Dapao's talk, everyone realized that aquaculture was not as easy as fishing.

Now that everyone has made money, they have gradually replaced their ships with iron ships. Larger ships can also be equipped with radios, so they can call for rescue even if they encounter danger.

"Let's wait and see. If Duoyu can survive this time, I will let my sons follow him and start breeding."

The memory of the elderly fades relatively slowly. An old man, whom everyone calls Lao Sun, couldn't help but say:
"You said that Li Duoyu has changed too much in the past few years. I always feel like I can't react to it."

"If you didn't tell me, Old Sun, I would feel awkward too. I always felt like I was a different person. By the way, do any of you still remember what Duoyu looked like before?"

Lao Zhao snorted, "Of course I remember. I watched him for quite a while when he was holding a photo of a foreigner and asking the barber to curl his hair with tongs."

"It's only been three years. How can a person change so much? It's incredible to think about it."

Wang Dapao couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Don't even mention three years, two years has changed a lot. Two years ago, I was still the village party secretary, and my hands didn't even shake."

Several old men said with disdain: "This is retribution for you, you should do more good deeds."

An old man said: "When Da Pao was young, he was still very good, but he became more and more confused as he grew older."

Li Duoyu has been living in the shrimp farm during this period. Although shrimp plague cannot be prevented by human power, the losses can be reduced through intensive breeding.

After spending a long time with Li Duoyu, Lei Youshan and the others naturally figured out Li Duoyu's worth.

Li Duoyu really doesn't understand very many of the particularly professional issues, but strangely enough, he is particularly good at breeding.

Half a month ago, they all unanimously suggested that Li Duoyu quickly ship out all the prawns in the pond.

After all, this shrimp plague can be spread continuously, and even changing the water is useless because the water source outside has problems.

After the shrimp plague broke out, they also tested the wild shrimps in the surrounding waters. Although the infection rate was not as high as that of farmed ones, it is certain that the wild shrimps were also infected, and some survived the infection.

If we continue to raise shrimps like this, by the end of the year, it is estimated that 80% of the shrimps in the entire shrimp farm will die.

They have also tested that these infected shrimps have very poor vitality, and even if they survive, they probably won't grow much.

But what they didn't expect was that Boss Li did not listen to them, but adopted another strategy.

It's called precision farming.

Not only do we strengthen the management of water quality, but we also salvage dead shrimps in a timely manner. We inspect the pond four times a day. This may be because the shrimp fry are originally of relatively high quality.

Li Duoyu managed to control the shrimp plague to a critical point and managed to get through it, although the virus was still present in the pond.

But the surviving shrimps seem to no longer be infected by these viruses.

This result shocked Lei Youshan, Chen Dongqing and others, and they even found it a little unbelievable.

What surprised them most was that Li Duoyu actually proposed a method of increasing the immunity of shrimp by feeding lactic acid bacteria.

This immediately touched upon their blind spots in knowledge. To them, lactic acid bacteria are generally eaten by humans.

When will it be the turn to feed the animals? But after verification, everyone found that feeding lactic acid bacteria to shrimps is actually very good.

It just so happens that this disease destroys the stomach, intestines and hepatopancreas of shrimp. After feeding lactic acid bacteria, their stomachs and intestines can be well protected from viral invasion.

After reaching the conclusion, Chen Dongqing still couldn't help asking Li Duoyu how he knew that lactic acid bacteria can improve the immunity of shrimp.

But the result was the same every time he asked, they were all from abroad. This time it was not Hong Kong Island, but experts from the island country who told him.

Chen Dongqing would rather believe that what was told to him by foreign experts than to believe that it was told to him by Mazu in a dream.

After confirming that lactic acid bacteria was effective, the four of them used their own connections to go to similar research institutes to ask for lactic acid bacteria strains.

Facts have proved that the effect of lactic acid bacteria is still very obvious. After spraying lactic acid bacteria, the shrimp plague in Li Duoyu Shrimp Farm was under control.

The number of shrimp deaths has visibly decreased. On the most recent day, less than one basket of dead shrimp were fished out.

After seeing this result, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Li Duoyu glanced at his uncle Chen Dongqing and said, "How shameless! He doesn't even shave his beard. He looks like a beggar."

"Take a piss and look in the mirror. You're not much better, okay?"

But Lei Youshan seemed to have realized something very important in the past two days.

Shrimp feed is available.

Now that we have the lactic acid bacteria that can improve the resistance of shrimp, we can start large-scale production.

There are already broodstock that have survived the virus, and the next generation of shrimp seedlings may have antibodies against the virus.

"Fuck, it took off." (End of this chapter)