Chapter 184 Making Oil Cone
"Aze, let's go back tonight. There's no more room on the boat, so we have to go back and sell the fish first." After both parties returned to the boat, Tong Yuanhang started the fishing boat and prepared to leave.
They were planning to leave at around four o'clock in the afternoon, but they were delayed for so long because they accidentally discovered the reef and saw so many abalone.
"Okay, you guys go back first, I'll go back tomorrow." Zhang Ze still had four longlines left to go, so he would definitely continue longline fishing at night.
The two sides said goodbye and watched Tong Yuanhang and the others leave. He took out some abalone to prepare dinner for himself.
Abalone, he loves it so much! After dinner, Zhang Ze continued to work, finding the positions to put down the four longlines, and collecting the shrimp cages by the way, and got a few big lobsters.
I continued fishing for a few hours and pulled in the longline at twelve o'clock. All I caught were some common fish, and no dream fish species appeared.
However, Zhang Ze was very satisfied with the harvest from this trip. He also obtained a lot of oil cones and ear abalone near Dongsha, and there were countless common fish. He could be said to have returned with a full load.
The next day, he returned home and sold all the red-billed sturgeons weighing less than ten kilograms and other fish to Jin Guangcheng. Except for some precious fish that were left in the space, he took out the oil cones and grouper but did not sell them.
Some of the abalone were kept, but the rest were all sold.
I pried this thing out with Tong Yuanhang and the others, so it would be inappropriate not to sell it.
If you want to save some, you can go and pry it out by yourself next time.
At the doorstep, Zhang Huihong was drying lotus seeds, Tong Shuyao was helping her, and Zhang Wu was nowhere to be seen. He must have gone out to play.
The resources in Lianhua Mountain are very rich, with many lotus flowers. It is normal to dry lotus seeds. If they had not moved here a little late, they could also dry lychees in May and June.
"Aze, why did you bring all these back? Can't you sell them?" Tong Yuanhang was the first to spot Zhang Ze. As he smiled and walked towards him, he saw the oil cone in his hand, with a conspicuous rat spot on it.
"How can I not sell them? I brought these oil cones back specially and plan to dry them. These oil cones don't have any thorns and the meat is thick. They taste much better than dried eels." Zhang Ze put the bamboo basket in the yard and said with a smile.
Then he picked up the rat grouper and said, "Here is this thing. I heard it's very expensive. I came to Nanguan so many times to go out to sea and only got this one. I might as well bring it back so that we can try it first. It's a pity that Qian and Qing went to work in the city, so we can't eat it."
"You always bring back things that others are reluctant to eat!" When Zhang Huihong heard her son's words, she looked up and complained while busying herself.
But she had long been accustomed to her son's behavior. She had often talked about it before, but later it was forgotten.
Each trip to the sea can earn one, two, or even three thousand yuan. She can't even say anything about neglecting the family and wasting money! Faced with complaints, Zhang Ze did not defend himself and often brought back seafood, not only because seafood is nutritious, but also because he is greedy.
Of course, Tong Shuyao was also very greedy after she became pregnant. If she hadn’t been unable to resist the temptation, Zhang Ze would have considered making the sauce long ago.
Chaozhou is not far from here. The laozhi there is very famous, and it also has an influence on Nanfang.
He would think about it for now before making the juice, and wait until Tong Shuyao was ready to eat it, so as not to tempt her and end up not being able to eat it, which would make her angry, as pregnant women have bad tempers.
"Hey, Mom, tonight we'll make garlic paste with these abalone. We'll steam the grouper, and use one of the oil cones to make soup. I'll kill the rest and dry them in the sun."
"Okay, I'll do it after I finish my work here." Zhang Huihong nodded in agreement.
Zhang Ze was not idle either. He went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and cutting board, prepared the food for lunch, and then started slaughtering the fish.
This thing has mucus on its body, so you need to use coarse salt or boiling water to clean the mucus before you can gut it.
Zhang Ze went to boil some water to cook the food, and his mother kept nagging him about using coarse salt.
After a while, Zhang Huihong finished her work and walked into the house with the ingredients prepared by her son.
Tong Shuyao did not go in. Now the family used a coal stove to cook, and the big stove was rarely used, so there was no need for her to help with the fire.
She had nothing to do, so she brought a small stool and watched Zhang Ze kill the fish.
"Don't you find the smell of blood unpleasant?" Zhang Ze asked when he saw his wife supporting her chin with both hands and staring at him killing the fish.
Tong Shuyao shook her head: "It's okay, I'm used to these smells."
Zhang Ze was speechless, then shook his head and laughed.
That's right, she was born in a fisherman's family and has been accustomed to the fishy smell since childhood. She can accept even worse smells, let alone these.
Zhang Ze dealt with all the mucus on the outside of the oil cones at once, then gutted them and cut them in half, but did not cut them in the middle to keep them connected.
Then he took out the internal organs and threw them into the big bucket nearby.
He kills fish very quickly. Having been a fisherman for so long, he has become very professional at killing fish.
Zhang Huihong had finished her lunch, and Zhang Ze had just finished dealing with the oil cone.
Then the three of them hung up the processed oil cones to dry. The oil cones were killed and the belly was removed, but the salt was added and the oil cones were dried naturally in the sun and river breeze, and the sea breeze was even better.
The quality of the oil-dried dried fruits that are finally dried in the sun will be very high and they can be considered top-grade oil-dried dried fruits.
This type of dried oil cone tastes crisp, sweet and tender, which is completely different from the mass-produced ones on the market.
After they finished their work, Zhang Wu, who was sweating profusely, finally came back for lunch.
He was holding a fishing rod and a bucket in the water, and it looked like he was going fishing. It was obvious that he had been led astray at such a young age and entered the world of fishermen.
When he saw Zhang Ze, his eyes lit up: "Brother, you're back! Look, what did I catch?"
"What?"
Zhang Ze curiously stretched his head to take a look, and found that in addition to a few small stream fish with their bellies turned upside down, there was also a turtle weighing about two kilograms in the bucket.
"Hey, where did you catch this?"
"Hey, I caught it right next to the pond you took me to last time. Brother, shall we eat it tonight?"
"Okay, I'll buy a chicken this afternoon and stew it together in the evening!"
When Zhang Ze saw the little turtle, he also thought of the old turtle that he had thrown into the space for a long time. He had originally intended to give this old turtle away, but he had forgotten about it when he was in Hong Kong Island.
But it’s not too late to think about it now. At worst, I can go to the city to sell fish in the afternoon and deliver it to Lu Wenbin. I just don’t know if their family can eat such a big turtle.
In the afternoon, Zhang Ze took two large buckets bought from the store and tied them to the back seat of the motorcycle, one bucket on each side.
He then left the fishing village on his motorcycle and went to the city to sell fish.
There are quite a few fish in the space now, so they can just be left there.
While driving the motorcycle, Zhang Ze observed the harvest in the space during this period of time. He remembered that there were several big fish that used the growth function. Now the time has come and they can be sold.
In addition to some remaining red-billed sturgeons, Zhang Ze also used the growth function on a few groupers, and these fish were relatively large.
Especially the grouper, which has now grown to a length of 1.27 meters and weighs 146 kilograms.
The largest red-billed sturgeon weighed just over 40 kilograms, which is considered very good and will definitely sell for a lot of money.
There are also some groupers. Since they originally weighed seven or eight kilograms, Zhang Ze also spent a hundred experience points to choose growth. Now the selected ones are over ten kilograms, which is not small.
However, this time Zhang Ze did not go to the restaurant in the city, but bought some snacks and then went to Lu Wenbin's clothing factory.
I visited my two younger sisters first. Seeing that they were in very good spirits and had happy smiles on their faces, I felt relieved.
It is obvious that they have adapted to life in the factory and are living well here.
Then he picked up the bucket containing the old turtle and went to Lu Wenbin's office.
The old turtle in the bucket weighed 17 pounds and 3 ounces when it was caught. After using the growth function, it has now reached 22 pounds and 5 ounces, which is quite large.
"Aze? How come you have time to come here today to see Aqian and Aqing?" Seeing the secretary bringing Zhang Ze in, Lu Wenbin was a little surprised and immediately stood up to greet them.
"I came to the city to do some work and visit my two sisters." Zhang Ze handed him the bucket and said, "Look, I got an old turtle. This thing is very nourishing. You can find a way to bring it to Hong Dao to nourish grandpa and grandma."
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"Hiss~ Such a big old turtle!" Lu Wenbin gasped when he saw the old turtle stuck in the big bucket and almost unable to move.
He had never seen such a big turtle before, and he was really shocked at first sight.
"You can sell it yourself. Grandpa and grandma are in good health."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Ze interrupted him directly: "I'm not giving you food, so why are you making decisions for grandpa and grandma!"
Lu Wenbin was stunned, then said unhappily: "Okay, okay, I'll take it over sometime, okay? Is this old turtle easy to raise?"
"It's easy to keep. Just put it in a water tank and feed it with fish meat. Be careful not to get bitten by mosquitoes."
After sending the old turtle away, Zhang Ze did not stay long and retreated decisively.
After leaving the garment factory, he drove his motorcycle to a very secluded and remote riverside.
First take out some fish like grouper and put them into the bucket. Although the bucket is quite big, fish weighing ten pounds are also not small, so only three are put in one bucket.
He covered it with a bamboo lid and tied it with a rope, then drove to the restaurant to sell the fish.
When they arrived at a restaurant, Zhang Ze didn't waste any time. He directly opened the lid and displayed the grouper inside, then explained his purpose to the waiter.
When we saw six large groupers, the waiter didn't try to chase us away or anything like that, because this is a public-private joint venture restaurant, the service quality is much better than that of state-owned restaurants, and the waiters' attitudes are all very good.
But he was a little surprised that Zhang Ze suddenly came to sell fish.
Nowadays, unlike in later times, it is rare for fishermen and fishmongers to actively sell their catches.
After a while, the restaurant manager came out. He had been holding his head high, but when he saw that Zhang Ze came on a motorcycle to sell fish, he was startled and his attitude changed immediately.
A motorcycle. I can’t even afford this thing even if I sell it.
Although the job of a restaurant manager seems to be very glamorous, managing all matters big and small in the restaurant, he is actually just an employee and his salary is about the same as that of a senior worker.
When the restaurant manager heard that Zhang Ze had his own big boat and that he was just trying to sell these fish, he immediately wanted to cooperate with him.
High-end, premium ingredients are always popular. Even though ordinary people cannot afford premium grouper, it is a must-have for the rich to entertain customers and friends.
Chinese people value face, and business and interpersonal relationships often take place over a dinner table, so serving some good dishes is a must.
Just like the big yellow croaker in later generations, everyone knows that this thing is a waste of money, but it can be copied because there is market demand.
Wild yellow croaker looks so good when served as a snack.
But if you ask them to buy it and eat it themselves, anyone who buys it is an idiot.
Zhang Ze was invited to the reception room, and then discussed the price of the fish and the subsequent supply of the catch with the manager.
He sold the six groupers at a price slightly lower than the market price, but he did not agree to the follow-up cooperation immediately and just said he would consider it.
After all, there are so many restaurants. Who should I cooperate with? I have to choose the one that makes me most satisfied? With 500 yuan, Zhang Ze left the restaurant, went to a hidden place to get the fish, and then went to the next restaurant.
I visited seven restaurants in a row, and except for the grouper and red-billed sturgeon, almost all the other small and valuable fish were sold out.
After comparing seven restaurants, Zhang Ze finally chose the one with the best conditions.
They are willing to pay the market price for high-end grouper and coral fish, and will also purchase special large fish at a high price that matches the market.
Ordinary fish catches are not a big deal, they have their own purchasing channels, and if Zhang Ze is willing to sell, they are willing to give a suitable price.
As for whether they will suffer losses by purchasing the fish at market prices, Zhang Ze does not need to worry about this, because the customers will be the ones who pay for it in the end.
They are willing to cooperate with Zhang Ze, and their main goal is to obtain high-end seafood that is usually difficult to buy in the market.
For other seafood that can be purchased from channels, they will not be foolish enough to buy it from Zhang Ze at a high price, but will only give the channel price.
Zhang Ze himself understood this point. His main goal was to sell rare but high-quality fish such as red-billed sturgeon at a more reasonable price.
For example, if you sell it to a fishmonger for one thousand yuan, and he resells it for two thousand yuan, anyone would feel uncomfortable.
I worked so hard to go fishing, but the fishmongers took advantage of me.
After reaching the cooperation, Zhang Ze was not in a hurry to sell the red-billed sturgeon, grouper and other fish. Instead, he got the restaurant's phone number, left a message saying that he would send good goods over, and then left.
It's impossible that they will deliver a large batch of fish in a short while after the negotiation! Zhang Ze also needs to modify the motorcycle. He added a large water tank on the back seat to facilitate his usual delivery of fish.
After visiting seven restaurants, Zhang Ze came out with more than 2,100 yuan in his small space. These were the sales prices of high-end fish he had accumulated from his recent trips to the sea. He didn't expect that he could sell so much.
When he rode his motorcycle back to the village, he went to the blacksmith shop first and asked the blacksmith to help him make a large iron box to install on the back seat of the motorcycle.
The blacksmith gestured on the back seat of the motorcycle and determined how to secure the iron box. He then touched the motorcycle several times, as if he was touching his wife on his wedding night.
After confirming that the iron box could be built, Zhang Ze went home.
(End of this chapter)
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