The baby thing is still up in the air, so Bonnie should put it aside for now and let nature take its course.
Bonnie hadn't heard anything about the deserted island, and she knew this wasn't something to rush into.
Gu Ye went to work, and Bao Ni, having nothing to do, thought about recalling the process of seaweed cultivation. So much time had passed; she wasn't sure how much she could still remember.
Bonnie was thrown to the seaweed farming base by Lao Jiang after she finished the college entrance examination. She didn't see the whole process, especially the cultivation from spores to seedlings.
Moreover, the seaweed farming bases at that time all operated with modern technology, and what she did most was seedling grafting.
Clamping seedlings is a skill-intensive task. The force and density of clamping must be precisely controlled. If the slightest mistake is made, the seedlings will fall into the sea and become small, unusable vegetables.
During her vacation, Bonnie honed her seedling-clamping skills to a level comparable to that of a seasoned technician.
There was an old man at the base who told Bonnie many stories about the earliest seaweed farming in China. Back then, everything was done manually, without any mechanical assistance.
As Bonnie listened to the old man's story, she envisioned a scene in her mind: bare-chested fishermen working in the sea, their skin gleaming from the sun, their arms bulging with muscles as they pulled on the ropes.
Oh dear, what are you thinking about!
Bonnie thought about the equipment she needed for cultivating kelp: floating ropes, pegs, wooden pegs (or bamboo pegs), floats, ropes for tying the floats, hanging ropes, seedling ropes, etc.
These are not available for purchase now, so I have to prepare them myself.
Bonnie wrote down in a notebook what she needed to cultivate kelp and how to solve the problems, and she had to experiment with each step one by one.
Just like the ropes used for seedlings, later generations mostly used chemical fiber ropes, which were strong, durable, and had high tensile strength, but these are definitely not available now. Only plant-based ropes can be used, and seawater is highly corrosive, so it's hard to say how long they will last.
There were also floats, bamboo rafts, wooden stakes, stone weights... There were too many tools needed. The most difficult to obtain were the experimental equipment for spore culture. Fortunately, the professor gave her some alternatives.
Bonnie thought and wrote notes, and soon she had written several entries. In fact, Bonnie knew that this was far from enough; she still needed to conduct experiments, such as measuring the temperature, flow rate, and light transmittance of the seawater... these were the more precise measurements.
After writing all morning, Bonnie had scrunched up her hair like a bird's nest.
What's wrong with you?
"Huh? What?"
"Your hair looks like a bird's nest. What's bothering you like this?" In Gu Ye's memory, Bonnie had always been fearless and had an unstoppable momentum.
"Oh dear, I'm trying to organize data on kelp farming, but it's so difficult. I have nothing here, and I don't know how to proceed."
Bonnie scratched her hair again. "I can't take it anymore, I'm starving. I need to put this down. I'm going crazy."
"Alright, comb your hair, clear your mind, and give it a rest. Overworking your brain can lead to baldness."
Gu Ye, won't you get beaten to death for offering such comforting words?
"Ah, I'll bite you!"
Bonnie put down her pen and notebook and went to comb her hair.
"People say that if you comb your hair 10,000 times a day, you won't become stupid."
"Who told you that? Is there any scientific basis for it?" This was the first time Gu Ye had heard of it.
“Look, many unofficial histories record that the concubines in the harem, when they had nothing to do, would have palace maids and eunuchs help them comb their hair.” Bonnie actually remembered that there was a period when palace dramas were frequently broadcast, and she had seen many such scenes.
"Don't you think they're lonely staying alone in their rooms and have no choice but to comb their hair to get through the long nights?"
"Brother Ye, what you said makes a lot of sense!"
Bonnie was speechless; this guy's mouth...
The two of them have completely veered off-topic!
"What should we have for lunch? I forgot to prepare any dishes."
"Then we'll have to eat noodles. It's simple and convenient!"
Chef Gu is an experienced cook and can be very helpful in emergencies; at worst, he can make a stew.
In the afternoon, Bonnie stopped researching seaweed farming. She had a headache, so she went down to the sea to get some good food to nourish her brain. She hoped Gu Ye's jinx wouldn't come true and she'd end up bald.
Bonnie slung her basket over her shoulder, grabbed her knife, and headed to the pile of rocks by the sea.
Get some exercise; it's still a bit chilly, so you need to warm up before going into the water, otherwise you might get cramps.
The water temperature was okay when we went down from the rock pile, and the visibility was also good.
Eel! Bonnie spotted her target, scooped up the net, and there it was, caught!
Bonnie surfaced, "Phew, that felt so good!"
Pouring the eels from the net bag into the basket on her back, the scattered vegetables in the net bag caught Bonnie's attention.
Gently pinching it with my hands, I exclaimed, "Oh my god, this is seaweed sprout!"
Bonnie remembered that the old man at the aquaculture base had said that after the kelp matured, the spores would fall off onto the rocks and the mud and sand on the seabed, slowly forming small kelp seedlings, which would then grow into mature large kelp.
Later, a way for customers to distinguish between wild and farmed kelp was to check if there was any mud or sand at the kelp roots.
Cultivated kelp is tied to ropes and doesn't come into contact with mud or sand. Wild kelp, on the other hand, has its roots embedded in rocks or seabed mud and sand, which then accumulates on the roots.
Looking at these small creatures, Bonnie suddenly had an idea: for preliminary experiments, she could collect some wild kelp seedlings.
This saves time; once we understand planting and management, we can then study seedling cultivation. Although it's a bit of putting the cart before the horse, the conditions don't allow it.
Leaving aside the fact that our country's science and technology are relatively backward and there is a shortage of experimental equipment, the impending storm alone will be enough to cause serious problems. Many scientific and technological talents are not valued, or even persecuted; who will be willing to conduct research?
Bonnie felt that spore cultivation was too specialized and should be done by professionals. She thought that as an outsider, she should do something she was good at.
With a general idea in mind, Bonnie wasn't in a hurry anymore; finding more seafood was the priority.
Bonnie went diving again and brought up quite a few large conch shells. She ate the meat and sent the shells to Xuanyu. As an aunt who always thinks of her younger generation, it's always good to have some conch shells.
Just enough for one meal, any more would be a waste. Wanting braised sea cucumber with scallions again, Bonnie dove down again, picking out more than ten large ones, enough for a whole plate.
It was a bit cold after getting out of the water, but Bonnie was prepared. She put on one of Gu Ye's old coats, which covered her almost from head to toe. Carrying her basket, she hurried home, took a shower, and drank some ginger tea to prevent catching a cold.
When Gu Ye arrived home, Bao Ni had already steamed the rice and prepared and chopped the seafood.
"You've gone into the sea?"
“It’s right there by the pile of rocks, not in the deep sea, really, I swear,” Bonnie quickly assured her, otherwise she would get a lecture.
"You can't act recklessly and recklessly just because you're a good swimmer..."
This guy is pretty good at Chinese; he rattled off several idioms in a row. Is he taking advantage of her because she didn't go to university?
Fortunately, he didn't forget to cook while he was nagging. By the time he finished nagging, the food was ready, and Bao Ni forgave Gu Ye for talking too much. After all, he knew how to season the food!
After eating and drinking her fill, Bonnie was satisfied. Delicious!
Gu Ye was satisfied. He took the opportunity to bully Bao Ni thoroughly, which made him feel good.
Bonnie didn't get up for her morning exercise. She cursed Gu Ye a thousand times in her mind. At this rate, how could the baby come slowly!
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