Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang was surprised that there was no movement in Wangjia Village for several days.

Ao Muyang was very puzzled. Did Wang Youwei really learn his lesson? This was impossible. He guessed that Wang Youwei was busy finding connections to solve his son's problem and had no time or energy to deal with himself.

It just so happened that he also had something to do.

Now that spring has arrived and the weather is getting warmer, the pine trees have grown pine needles and pine oil, which is a good time to cut pine oil.

If you want to make a bed, you need pine oil. Ao Zhiman didn't have any in stock at home, so he wanted to go into the mountains to cut pine oil in the spring.

He had a pine oil knife at home, so he took some bags, buckets and ropes, and prepared all the tools. He also took his grandson Ao Jinfu into the mountains.

After Ao Muyang learned the news, he went to find them, but the grandfather and grandson had already left home. He had to let the general lead the way by smelling the smell and found the grandfather and grandson along the mountain road.

After finding the grandfather and grandson, Ao Muyang first handed them a bottle of mineral water, and then said: "Grandpa Man, there are very few people cutting pine oil now. I haven't seen the pine oil team for many years. Have you noticed?"

Ao Zhiman sighed: "That's right. Now everyone has a better life. Who is willing to go to the mountains to suffer? Cutting pine oil in the mountains is more tiring than going out to sea to fish."

For a long time in the past, cutting pine oil was a common job in fishing villages.

This job is simple to say. It is to use a scraper to cut a certain size of grooves on the surface of the pine tree with a certain age, and then hang a plastic bag or a small bucket under the groove to collect the pine resin flowing from the wound of the pine tree.

Pine oil has a wide range of uses in the market and has a high value. It can be brushed on furniture in the civilian sector to make it beautiful and anti-corrosion, insect-proof and waterproof. It can be used in the production of papermaking, paint, soap and ink in the industrial sector.

In addition, pine oil can be processed into more derivative products after chemical treatment. For example, the paint industry often uses the carboxyl reaction of resin acid in pine oil to make it into resin acid esters and resin acid salts, while the synthetic rubber and ink industries use the double bond reaction of resin acid to make disproportionated rosin, polymerized rosin, hydrogenated rosin, etc. for reuse.

However, pine trees that have been cut for pine oil are generally difficult to grow up, and excessive logging will directly lead to the death of pine trees.

In recent years, the country has attached great importance to environmental protection, and strictly prohibited people from cutting pine oil in the mountains privately to prevent large-scale death of pine trees due to personal gain. After all, pine trees often grow in patches. Once someone chooses to cut pine oil to make money, it will cause damage to the entire pine forest.

Ao Muyang caught up with the two people just for this matter.

After chatting with old man Ao Zhiman for a while, he quickly got to the point and mentioned this question, saying: "Master Man, is it because the country does not allow pine oil to be cut now, so everyone does not do this?"

Ao Zhiman said: "The country does not allow uncontrolled cutting of pine oil and does not allow harm to pine trees. I have a trick in this regard. We have lived on the mountain for a lifetime and have dealt with the mountain for a lifetime. How can we do such stupid things, right?"

Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I think it is not good for us to do this. There should be pine oil for sale in the market, right? Why not buy some?"

Ao Zhiman shook his head and said: "Those pine oils are mixed with vegetable oil. People nowadays are conscienceless and fake everything. They are disregarding the law. Besides, do you think the pine oil on the market is collected legally and in compliance with regulations? Many people are also secretly collected. It doesn't matter for us. You just follow me and nothing will happen."

Wang Dongliang had just been arrested for breaking the law. Not only Wang Youwei, but also Ao Muyang, learned a lesson from it.

Ao Muyang said, "Grandpa Man, we are not short of money now. You also said that it is very hard to cut pine oil. Why should we suffer this?"

The silent Ao Jinfu spoke up now. He said with a grunt, "Brother Village Chief, it's not that tiring. Just hang on the tree and cut a few holes."

He has lived with his grandfather since he was a child. Old man Ao Zhiman occasionally comes to the mountains to collect pine oil. He has experience in this area.

Ao Muyang, by contrast, has no experience. His parents have always asked him to study hard and change his fate by taking the college entrance examination, so they have not taken him to the mountains to work.

Later, he failed to go to college, but he did not go to the mountains. Instead, he went to Beijing to work, which was not related to the work of collecting pine oil.

But he heard from the villagers about the work of collecting pine oil. Most of the work has to be done on the tree, because when a person is on the tree, his hands have to work, which requires his feet to be strong and his legs to be able to clamp the tree trunk.

The thicker and taller the pine tree is, the richer the pine oil is. When people pick pine oil, they have to climb to the top of the tree, which is more than ten meters above the ground. If they fall down accidentally, there is almost no rescue, and it will definitely be fatal. After all, this is working on the mountain, and if they fall, they will fall on the rocks.

Ao Muyang dissuaded the grandfather and grandson for their safety.

But the old man was very stubborn and didn't listen to him at all. He kept saying, "It's okay, it's just three beds for you. It won't take much pine oil. It will only take a day or two."

Ao Muyang insisted, saying, "We are not short of money, Master Man, why don't we buy some pine oil? Not all pine oil in the market can be fake, right? If we look carefully, we can find the real thing anyway, right?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "There are real things around us, so why go to the market to find them? That will cost more money, what is this? Take off your pants to fart, it's a waste of time!"

In terms of reason and emotion, Ao Muyang said a lot but it didn't make sense. Later, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll go with you. More people means more confidence."

Old man Ao Zhiman didn't want to waste his breath with him, so he nodded after listening to him: "Okay, okay, let's go together. Anyway, the busy work will end tomorrow at most."

Walking up the mountain, the old man continued: "Village chief, I know you don't want to do anything illegal, but what we are doing is not illegal. Most of the pine trees on the mountain are planted by our villagers? This mountain is ours. Besides, the country does not allow the destruction of forests. We have the skills to cut pine oil and don't hurt the pine trees. Isn't this not illegal? "

Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and nodded. The old man's words reminded him of the famous saying of Leopard Head in "Justice, My Foot", 'If I don't pay you after I finish the work, then it won't be considered prostitution, right?'...

Remembering that the old man said that he might have to work until tomorrow, he asked: "Master Man, if we have to work until tomorrow, what should we do at night? Go down the mountain and return to the village halfway?"

The old man shook his head: "No, live on the mountain."

Ao Muyang was shocked: "We didn't bring a tent here. The wind on the mountain in spring is cold enough. How can we survive it?"

Ao Jinfu said in a muffled voice: "It's okay, village chief brother, there is a pine shed on the mountain."

"What is a pine shed?" Ao Muyang wondered.

Ao Jinfu looked at him with a strange look and said nothing.

Ao Muyang understood the meaning of his eyes and said: "Your village chief brother has never done this job, how can I understand the professional terms you are talking about?"