In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

The elderly people present were quite surprised when they heard that they could become directors of the ancestral temple, because they didn't know about this.

Even Chen Huotan couldn't help but ask, "When will our island have this quota?"

Chen Yuanshan replied: "We in Chenjia Village have some connection with the Chen family of Meizhou Island, otherwise we would not have been able to invite the golden body back then."

After he said this, all the old people in Xiasha Village felt a little embarrassed. They had heard something about what happened back then.

Moreover, the Tianhou Temple on Dandan Island actually originally belonged to their Chenjia Village, but they later fell out.

As they were a smaller group, they were squeezed to the other end of Dandan Island, which made everyone feel that the Tianhou Temple was originally their Xiasha Village.

Li Duoyu had also heard of these past events. After Chenjia Village was squeezed out, their village originally planned to build another Tianhou Temple.

When it came to construction, things were not very smooth. Many things happened and in the end they could only "ask God" for the decision.

In the end, everyone disagreed, and the construction was not continued. Xiasha Village did not go to extremes on such a major issue.

Although the two villages are at odds with each other, everyone still worships Mazu together.

Li Duoyu then asked: "Can I become a director there without doing anything?"

Chen Yuanshan laughed. Because he was older, his whole face was covered with wrinkles when he laughed.

"It's like this. Because we have some relationship with the Chen family, if I become the director of the ancestral temple, I only need to help a little. Duoyu, if you want to be the director, there are still some conditions."

Old fox!
Looking at the smiling Chen Yuanshan, Li Duoyu didn't believe his nonsense, if being a director was so easy.

He didn't believe that Chen Yuanshan would be so kind as to leave such a good opportunity to him. When he was competing for the boss's position, he was not so polite.

Moreover, it is not common for ordinary people to be a director of the ancestral temple. I guess many overseas Chinese would be vying for the position.

"What are the conditions?"

Chen Yuanshan smiled and said, "Next year's celebration will be quite large, and there will be a lot of money to spend, such as repairing the dock, preparing materials for the celebration, and renovating the ancestral temple. All of these require money."

After hearing this, the people in the room understood what it meant immediately. The so-called quota was all nonsense. It was obvious that they were donating money to buy a seat on the board.

Li Duoyu is a very smart kid. He doesn't even want to be the boss anymore, so he may not necessarily spend the money.

But unexpectedly, almost everyone guessed wrong. After thinking for a while, Li Duoyu actually asked, "Almost, how much do you want to donate?"

Chen Yuanshan smiled and said, "It's a lot for us, but it shouldn't be much for you."

After that, he stretched out two fingers and said, "It's about 20,000."

After hearing this figure, most people present took a deep breath. It takes two millionaires to replace one director.

However, he was not wrong. This amount of money was not much for Li Duoyu today.

The news had already spread throughout the island. If Li Duoyu sold all the prawns this time, he could make about 700,000 yuan.

Among them, 300,000 are foreign exchange. If the farmed blue crabs are added, the estimated total is 800,000.

In this era when even a millionaire with a monthly income of ten thousand yuan is in great difficulty, this young man before me earns more than one hundred thousand yuan in one year!

Twenty thousand yuan is indeed not a lot for Li Duoyu, but the act of donating money in exchange for a director position makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

He looked around at everyone and said, "First of all, I want to thank everyone for their support this year, but to be honest, I'm not a qualified big boss.

A lot of things are handled by Uncle Huotan and Uncle Yuanshan. Apart from throwing the holy grail, I really do very little. Today, I would like to make it clear here that I definitely cannot continue to be the boss.

If the ancestral temple needs my help, I will definitely go and help. If the ancestral temple needs to be renovated and there is not enough money, I can also donate directly. But I think it is inappropriate to donate to the directors.

This kind of thing should be handled according to seniority and contribution. I can't blatantly use the back door just because I made money."

Everyone present was a little surprised after hearing this. Qi Wenli, the oldest among them, suddenly said:
"I stand on Director Li's side this time. We have indeed thought too much about this matter. Let's just keep everything as it is and follow the original rules."

No one expected that these old guys could be talked into reason by a young man in his early twenties.

"Ugh!"

Chen Huotan sighed. He didn't expect that after all their hard work, Li Duoyu rejected all their suggestions in the end.

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. I think what Duoyu said makes sense. We are indeed making things too complicated."

Li Duoyu chuckled and said, "Uncle Huotan, you are not angry, are you?"

"Why are you angry? If I were to get angry over such a small matter, I wouldn't have lived to this age."

"Hahaha!"

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the awkward atmosphere on the scene disappeared.

"If everything is fine, I'll leave first." Li Duoyu quickly slipped away.

But after he left, all the old people in the room, who were almost two thousand years old in total, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Old Zheng, who often plays four-color cards in the square, said: "I always feel that the times have changed. The young people nowadays think differently from us."

Someone else said: "I think Duoyu has a very positive outlook. If he had agreed just now, to be honest, I still think it's a bit inappropriate."

An old man said with emotion: "Those who can make money with us have different ideas from us."

After Li Duoyu escaped, when he arrived at the dock, the fishmonger Lao Mi was given "holiday" again.

All the fishing boats on the island were requisitioned by the Li family. No one went fishing at all, and he, the fishmonger, became unemployed.

In previous years, he could earn at least a few hundred yuan in the last month, but it seems that there is no hope this year. He had originally planned to grab some business at the Mussel Wharf.

It turned out that the situation there was similar to that of Dandan Island. Almost all the fishing boats in the town were hired to hang kelp seedlings. He had nothing to do, so he sat at the dock and listened to the radio.

After seeing Li Duoyu, Lao Mi said unhappily: "Next time, you should hang the kelp seedlings earlier. I can't make any money because of what you did."

Li Duoyu rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Mi, please stop working so hard. It's okay to make less money. Did you spend the New Year with your children this year?"

"There should be."

After Li Duoyu asked this, Old Man Mic felt that all the strength in his body had been drained. Every family has its own problems.

The story of his family is almost tormenting him to death. The more sons he has, the more troubles he gets into.

This year he also cultivated 50 mu of kelp fields and asked them to contribute money to help him, but none of them agreed. In the end, he had to borrow money from relatives. But two days ago, when he sent some dried fish and seafood to the children in Rongcheng,

The kelp seedlings had just been hung up and they were already thinking about how to divide the 50 acres of kelp field.

Raising sons to prepare for old age is useless. Now they are all vampires. The eldest son sucks the blood, then the second son. After the second son sucks the blood, the third son sucks the blood!
Seeing Lao Mi's expression, Li Duoyu guessed it instantly: "Uncle Mi, you still have to be a little ruthless. When you have money, you are the boss. If you don't have money, you are the grandson."

Lao Mi was stunned for a while, and he understood what Li Duoyu meant.

In fact, he has always been very clear that whenever he has money, these little bastards, including his daughters-in-law, are very nice to him, but as soon as he has no money, they will immediately cause trouble.

Lao Mi also felt that what Duoyu said was very right, he was just too soft-hearted and not cruel enough!

Next, he planned to keep the money for himself and not give them money immediately when they cried poor.

But now there is not even a fisherman, where can he make money?

Seeing Li Duoyu leaving on the boat, Lao Mi quickly shouted, "Duoyu, I'll go to your place to work for the next two days."

Li Duoyu said disdainfully: "No, you are too old and in such poor health. It will be a loss to hire you."

"Hey, how can you talk like that? What's wrong with my health? When I was young, I was much better than you, okay?"

The sea is still very busy, with nearly a hundred ships constantly going back and forth between the dock and the kelp fields.

At the beginning, there were really too many ships. I have seen traffic jams on the road, but I have never seen ship jams on the sea.

But it really was blocked.

Because the waterway is fixed, and if there are too many ships and everyone is running around, it will definitely be a mess.

The day before yesterday, two boats actually collided, and one of them even capsized. Fortunately, everyone was a good swimmer.

He had already jumped into the sea before the boat capsized, and apart from shivering from the cold, he was fine.

In order to prevent ship jams and collisions from happening again, Li Duoyu made a traffic map overnight.

He divided the more than 5,000 acres of kelp fields into ten areas and equipped each area with ten boats.

The fishing boats responsible for transporting kelp seedlings in each area go from different waterways to the dock to carry the clamped kelp seedlings.

After Li Duoyu reorganized the work, his efficiency has greatly improved. In less than five days, he has almost completed half of it.

If nothing goes wrong, we will be able to finish planting these 5,000 acres of kelp seedlings by around the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month.

On the way to the Qixingwan Shrimp Farm, Li Duoyu checked his own kelp fields and hooked up the kelp rope.

Li Duoyu found that the work was done quite well. As expected, just by raising the wages a little, these workers became very reliable in their work, and some of them even exceeded Li Duoyu's expectations.

Everything was done according to his requirements. The brown ropes used to hang the kelp seedlings were tied with slipknots that could be easily untied with a simple pull.

That's how people are.

Everyone has a number in their mind when it comes to making money, and as long as the number is a little higher than that in his mind, the other party will work very hard and do things very well.

To put it bluntly, if the money is in place, things will naturally fall in place, but the price can't be too high, otherwise the other party will think you are being taken advantage of.

A few days ago, his neighbor Lao Hu was cursing and almost had a conflict with the people who were hanging kelp seedlings for him. The reason was that he wanted to save some money and hired some less experienced workers.

As a result, the other party forgot to tie a slipknot in his kelp rope, and he had to hire someone to re-tie it. The money he spent in the end was higher than the price Li Duoyu offered.

If the kelp rope is not tied with a slipknot, it will be very troublesome to manage, especially when harvesting kelp. Once the workers find that the rope cannot be untied, they will not have so much patience and will definitely use a knife to cut it, and while cutting, they will also curse the kelp farmer as an idiot.

In his previous life, Li Duoyu had scolded them for a whole day, and he kept shouting, "From now on, I will never collect kelp from this family again."

In short, although kelp is the easiest aquatic product to cultivate, there are still many details to pay attention to.

Just when Li Duoyu was about to go to Qixing Bay, he saw his uncle Chen Dongqing in the kelp field.

He was driving the boat of their unit and standing on the boat, smoking in a daze, waiting for Li Duoyu's fishing boat to approach.

After the whistle.

Only then did he react and the cigarette in his hand fell into the sea in fright. When he turned around and saw Li Duoyu on the fishing boat, he started cursing on the spot.

"You're crazy. Are you trying to scare your uncle to death?"

Li Duoyu asked, "It's almost the New Year, why haven't you gone home yet? Why are you coming to Dandan Island? Did you have a fight with my aunt again?"

Chen Dongqing rolled his eyes at him: "Can you please stop talking about it? It's like I have a home but can't go back to it."

The reason why Chen Dongqing came here was because of some other things. During the county meeting yesterday, because of the boom in the kelp farming industry in the entire county, the county committee specially awarded him a certificate of "Advanced Worker".

He came here just to see how spectacular this kelp field of several thousand acres would be after the kelp seedlings were hung.

The reason why he was in a daze just now was that time passed really quickly. Six years ago, he was still studying summer seedlings with his senior brother Lei Youshan.

Five years ago, he was full of confidence and persuaded Uncle Tai from the village to engage in kelp farming. However, the farming failed, causing Uncle Tai to owe a huge debt.

During those two years, he didn't even dare to go to Chenjia Village, and rarely went back to Dandan Island, until his nephew who was a smuggler suddenly came to him and said he wanted to do kelp farming.
It was from that time that everything changed. Chen Dongqing felt as if he was caught in a huge gear, and someone was pushing him forward.

Seeing the endless kelp fields in front of him, Chen Dongqing couldn't help but sigh: "Do you have time to drink with your uncle?"

Li Duoyu originally wanted to say that he was busy, but his uncle was really a simple person. Once he opened his mouth and wanted to drink, it meant that he had something on his mind.

"If you want to drink, why don't you go to Lao Yang's shop?"

Chen Dongqing thought about it for a while, and for some reason, he particularly wanted to eat at the Lao Chen Stir-fry Restaurant at Qingkou Wharf. Maybe that was where it all started.

"There are only familiar faces there, it's boring, let's go to Lao Chen's Stir-Fry Restaurant."

"Okay."

Li Duoyu took out his second mobile phone, called the shrimp farm, gave some instructions, and then sailed towards the mussel dock.

After arriving at Qingkou Wharf, Li Duoyu found that business here was average and many fishmongers were sitting there in a daze.

When Old Zhang, who had bought Li Duoyu's big sea bass and gave him a ginseng, saw Li Duoyu, he smiled and said, "What a rare guest, Director Li, how come you have time to come to our Qingkou Wharf?" (End of this chapter)