"It's really a bit evil for you to say that."

"Didn't Zhao Dahai go into the mangrove forest a few days ago?!"

"The mud snails and sea melon seeds I picked up are big."

"Now I have picked up so many fish again."

"Is it possible that Zhao Dahai is going to make a fortune?!"

Ma Hongyu remembered that when she passed by Zhao Dahai's yard a few days ago, she saw the mud snails and sea melon seeds drying on the dustpan. When something happened to Zhao Dahai's father and mother, people in the village felt that a young boy of sixteen or seventeen and an old woman of seventy would do well if they could survive. Don't think about living a prosperous life, or even destroying your family. That doesn't seem to be the case now.

"Who can say for sure?"

"But there is one thing you should be careful about. You must not offend Zhao Dahai."

"Have you heard about Sun Minghua?"

"In addition, I went up the mountain yesterday and saw that all the trees on the ground where Liu Bin planted Zhao Dahai's house had been moved."

Lei Dayou reminded Ma Hongyu. It's unclear whether Zhao Dahai became rich, but there are signs. Such people cannot be offended.

"Do you think I have to find time to come and talk to Zhong Cuihua?"

Ma Hongyu looked at Lei Dayou.

"Um."

"It has to be like this."

"It's better for you ladies to do this."

Lei Dayou thought for a while and nodded. It would not be a bad thing for Ma Hongyu to find more opportunities to talk to Zhong Cuihua. Maybe it would be easier to ask Zhao Dahai for help one day.

Zhao Dahai is busy cooking in the kitchen.

Mackerel is big, and half a fish head is not small. Wash it, drain the water, fry it in a large pot over high heat, add water and boil for a while. The soup will be thick white in color. Sprinkle some salt and put it in a large bowl. When marinating salted fish, save some of each type of fish. Fresh fish is always the best. A dozen large and small fish add up to a weight of four to five kilograms. Before putting it into the pot, lightly smash each fish with the back of the knife about ten times, so that the fish meat is firmer and more delicious when cooked. Heat the pot, add some oil, fry the fish, wash three or four pieces of ginger the size of eggs, break them into half and add water, cover the lid, and simmer over low heat for about twenty minutes. When adding salt, add a little more I poured a little more soy sauce and cooked it for a few more minutes, but not all the juice was reduced, leaving half of it, half soup and half fish, put in a big bowl, steaming hot.

"grandmother!"

"Are you hungry!?"

"The meal is ready!"

"Let's start eating now!"

Zhao Dahai looked at Zhong Cuihua who walked in and immediately said to eat.

"hehe!"

"What are you cooking?"

“It smells so good!”

Zhong Cuihua thought it was fish, but it was really delicious.

"Hee hee hee!"

"grandmother."

"Isn't that what you said? Let's have a good meal today."

As Zhao Dahai spoke, he set up the table and set up two short stools, two dishes of mackerel fish head soup and braised fish, two dinners.

Zhao Dahai filled the soup and placed it in front of Zhong Cuihua. He picked up another bowl and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows. The fresh fish soup was milky white and very thick. It was fresh and sweet. There was a lot of fish head gelatin. Take a sip. The mouth, upper and lower lips seemed to be covered with glue.

Zhong Cuihua looked at Zhao Dahai and wiped the corners of her eyes. It was like a dream these days. Her eldest grandson, who had been a bastard for two years, grew up overnight. People who are hard-working can't go hungry. No matter how difficult the life is, they can survive.

"grandmother!"

"What's wrong?!"

Pao Dahai finished a bowl of soup in one breath and raised his head, Zhong Cuihua was looking at him.

"Hehehe!"

"Nothing."

"Eat it!"

"Eating more food during a busy day will give you strength."

Zhong Cuihua picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and put it in Zhao Dahai's bowl.

"OK."

"Let's eat together."

Zhao Dahai picked up the fish and put it into his mouth.

Large pieces of ginger can not only remove the fishy smell, but also add a spicy, soy sauce and salt flavor. Boiled with water, the soup will be thick. The fried fish will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the skin charred on the inside. The meat is smooth and tender, absorbs the soup, and tastes incredible.

Zhao Dahai couldn't stop eating. He put a fish into his mouth and pulled it out. Only one fish bone was left. He took a few big mouthfuls of rice and then picked up another fish.

Zhong Cuihua was thirsty for soup and looked at Zhao Dahai from time to time. The wrinkles on her face were all smiles.

Zhao Dahai finished eating, cleared the table and dishes, and took a nap for an afternoon. When he woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, he saw Zhong Cuihua sitting in the main room again weaving fishing nets. He tried to persuade her to take a rest, but she didn't listen at all. Can only give up.

Zhao Dahai walked out of the yard and went to the vegetable field behind the house. It was moist. It must have been watered by his grandma Zhong Cuihua when he went to the beach to pick up fish. He turned around and checked the fence. There was no problem. He spread vegetable seeds to raise seedlings. The land is bright yellow and can be transplanted in three to five days or a week. I looked at the vegetable fields where beans and cucumbers were planted. In some places, there was a piece of soil as big as a fingernail. The seeds had already sprouted. In a few days, you could see the sprouts poking out of the ground.

Zhao Dahai left the vegetable field, returned to the yard, and looked at the sea from a distance.

Huh? !

The waves are fewer and smaller!

Zhao Dahai immediately found that there were very few white-headed waves on the sea, and the wind blowing over became much weaker. Looking at the small pier in front of the village, he could vaguely see a lot of people standing on the fishing boats busy in the distance. , I saw that the wind had subsided, and I was inspecting the fishing boat and preparing to go fishing at any time. I was extremely envious, and I had to seize the time to make money to repair the fishing boat.

Zhao Dahai turned over the salted fish drying on the dustpan, turned around and returned to the yard. He took out the blue crabs in the big bucket and checked them. Every one was alive and kicking. After counting, there were fifteen pickled crabs in total. Butter crab, the rest are just regular butter crab.

Zhao Dahai held the butter crab up and looked at the sky again. His whole body was bright yellow, like gold.

"Hey!"

"Good stuff! It's really good stuff!"

Zhao Dahai put it down carefully. This butter crab is very valuable, not to mention those cream crabs, even fifteen young crabs may not be comparable to this one.

Zhao Dahai soaked in some sea water. In the past two days, no fishing boats went out to sea to catch fish. The price of fish, shrimp and crab was the highest. He would sell it in the town early tomorrow morning.

Don't know how much it can be sold for?

Zhao Dahai looked at the blue crabs in the vat, looking forward to how much money he could make.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Dahai got up early in the morning, cooked the porridge, and ate two bowls without waking Zhong Cuihua. He packed the mud crabs in a net bag and moved lightly. After leaving the door, he strode forward along the village road.

"Yo!"

"The sea!"

"Why are you getting up so early?"

Lei Dayou picked up the fishing net, saw Zhao Dahai head-on, and greeted him.

"Go to town."

"Sell something!"

Zhao Dahai strode up to Lei Dayou, and hurried to the town as soon as possible, said hello, turned around and left after saying a few words.

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