Chapter 14 Buying braided line and fish hooks
However, as he ran, Zhang Ze gradually felt strange.
He had clearly thrown away the red armband, so why was the person in front still running?
At this moment, the person in front suddenly turned around and shouted, "Comrade, why are you chasing me? I'm just going to the market to buy some dry goods, not to sell anything, so don't chase me!"
"." Zhang Ze's expression suddenly looked strange. He looked at his clothes and there was no red armband on his arm. How did he look like a speculator?
"You misunderstood. I am not the one with the red armband."
"Why are you chasing me? There was a plainclothes guy who wanted to arrest me before. Do you think I would fall for it?"
Zhang Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he almost suffered a loss in love!
He was a little tired after running for so long, so he simply stopped.
Seeing him stop, the dark-skinned man in front of him noticed and also stopped. Then he supported his hands on his knees and kept gasping for breath. It was obvious that he had run very hard.
"Don't worry, I really don't have a red armband. I'm just a fishmonger!" Zhang Ze also took a few breaths, rested for a while, and prepared to leave with the bucket.
Since the fish cannot be sold on the black market, the only option is to sell them on the streets.
Although the red armbands will patrol the streets, he has space and can take the fish back at any time.
As long as he is not caught selling fish on the spot, others will naturally not catch him with empty hands.
"Hey, comrade, that's Xiaoshi over there, don't take the wrong road." The dark-skinned man seemed to have really noticed that Zhang Ze was not the one wearing the red armband, so he kindly reminded him.
"I'm going into town."
"Oh, what a coincidence, I want to go into the city too, let's go together!" The dark-skinned man seemed to be quite familiar with others. He was not afraid at this moment and actually came closer on his own initiative, perhaps because he saw that Zhang Ze was alone.
"Comrade, what kind of fish are you selling?"
"I'm just selling some mandarin fish that I caught myself." Zhang Ze lifted the bucket and let him take a look at the fresh fish inside. "Don't call me comrade anymore. My name is Zhang Ze, and you can call me Aze."
"Okay, then I'll call you Aze. My name is Tong Yuanhang, you can just call me Ahang." Tong Yuanhang looked at a few fish and praised, "Mandarin fish is good, many people in the city like to eat it."
"My dry goods are not easy to sell!"
"What kind of dried goods are you selling?" Zhang Ze was stunned, thinking that he was selling some wild delicacies or dried chilies, and he immediately became interested.
But the next moment he smelled the strong aroma of seafood in the backpack handed to him by Tong Yuanhang.
"I just sell some dried eels and dried shrimps. The aquatic station won't accept them anymore because they have too many, and the price is still low, so I thought about selling them on the black market."
So that's what it was, Zhang Ze suddenly realized.
The fishery station in Yuewan County is not big, but the marine resources are good now. There are two islands close to Yuewan County, and all the fish caught are sold here.
Secondly, people from poor families in Yuewan County and nearby towns basically go to the beach to get some seafood if they want to eat it. Although shrimps are hard to get at the beach, it is still impossible to buy them with money.
Even many poor people living on the coast get headaches when they smell the salty and fishy smell. This is because they eat too much, so in this situation there is of course oversupply.
The quality of Tong Yuanhang's dried goods is very good. In later times, these dried shrimps alone would cost one or two hundred yuan per kilogram.
These are wild prawns, very fresh, not to mention dried.
Zhang Ze was somewhat interested in these: "How do you sell these?"
Tong Yuanhang was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to be interested in his dried goods. After he came to his senses, he quickly said, "Since we are acquainted, I won't give you a low price. If you want dried shrimp, I'll give you 45 cents per pound, and dried eel 20 cents."
Zhang Ze had no objection to the price, as it was five cents cheaper than the current market price.
Fresh shrimps are only 40 cents now, while dried shrimps are a little more expensive at 50 cents.
Of course, most shrimps are cheap, but that doesn’t mean they are cheap.
In the 1960s, the government purchased white shrimp at only two yuan per catty, and Chinese people basically could not afford it. All of these shrimps were exported to make a living.
However, the number of shrimps caught has been decreasing over the years. In a few years, shrimp farming will become popular, and the price of farmed shrimps will also be two yuan per catty.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ze was a little excited. The water quality here is very suitable for shrimp farming. If he could cultivate dozens of acres of land in the future, perhaps he could earn more than 10,000 yuan a year.
But the next moment, he gave up the idea.
If there was no unified organization of breeding by the national and local governments, if he worked alone, the shrimp fry would probably be poisoned to death or visited by people from time to time at night after a few months of being released.
This path is not suitable for me. It would be more practical to make money and build a small boat first.
Then he bought two kilograms of dried shrimps and two dried eels from Tong Yuanhang.
One piece of dried eel is quite big, and two pieces together weigh three pounds and three ounces, a total of sixty-six cents.
Including the dried shrimp, the total cost was one dollar and fifty-six cents.
After buying these dry goods, Zhang Ze also planned to buy some flour and make noodles at home.
Dried shrimp, dried eel, oil residue and vegetables make this bowl of noodles absolutely delicious.
But before that, Zhang Ze actually had another purpose.
"Ah Hang, I like fishing, but I don't have good fishing lines and hooks, so I can't catch big fish because the hooks are always stretched straight. Do you know where I can buy good hooks and fishing lines? By the way, crab cages would be even better, because I want to catch some hairy crabs."
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The nylon line that Zhang Ze is using now is actually not very easy to use. If the fish hook hadn't been always straightened, the nylon line would have definitely broken when he caught the big fish last night.
It's okay to fish for small fish, and you don't need to buy these nylon lines, you can take them out from a broken straw hat.
As for buying, it is really difficult to find a place to buy it now.
But the fishing line he wanted was not this kind, but the braided line used by fishermen to set hooks.
The braided line was later called the Dyneema line, but there was nowhere to sell it either.
Fortunately, Zhang Ze knew how to get it. His original plan was to buy some from the shoemaker. He might be cheated, but for fishing, he had no choice but to do so.
But I didn't expect to meet a man selling dried seafood today. Since he was selling dried seafood, I guess his family might be engaged in fishing-related business, so Zhang Ze asked him tentatively.
"You've asked the right person. I'm from Lumen Island and I use it here often. I have it on my boat." Tong Yuanhang had just sold some dried seafood, and he was very enthusiastic towards him.
Zhang Ze was not surprised to hear about Lumen Island.
Basically, all the seafood sold comes from the two nearby islands.
Soon, the two arrived in Yuewan County, went straight to the dock, and boarded a fishing boat.
"Is this your own boat?" Zhang Ze's eyes lit up when he saw the fishing boat. What he wanted most now was to get a fishing boat, even if it didn't have a propeller.
"My family can't afford a boat. It belongs to the collective." Tong Yuanhang waved his hands repeatedly. Then he said hello to the fellow villager who was guarding the boat, took some things from the boat and returned to him.
"These are my own fishing hooks and fishing lines. They are all new and I haven't had time to use them yet. One bundle of lines is fifty meters long. Give me three dollars. This braided line is a bit expensive! You have to wait for the crab cage. I will make you a new one. Five dollars each. If you want one, come to the dock the day after tomorrow morning and I will bring it to you."
Zhang Ze looked at about a dozen fish hooks and a bundle of braided line. While paying, he estimated in his mind how much he would need to exchange them from the shoemaker.
With these lines and fish hooks, he will have no problem catching fish weighing dozens of kilograms.
Going to the shoemaker to exchange braided line, he paid about one egg for one meter, which was a rip-off. He learned this from a fishing friend.
Fifty meters is equal to fifty eggs, and fifty eggs weigh about six pounds and twenty-three ounces.
Eggs now cost one yuan and nine cents per pound, which is about six yuan and eighty cents, almost seven yuan.
If only a few more willing fishermen could find a way to make a fortune, the shoemaker would be rich! I'll have to ask where the braided line was bought from when I have a chance.
Regarding plastic bags, when I was looking up information before, I saw that they had been available in China since 1966, and I thought they had been popularized in 1979. They have now been revised.
Chocolate popsicles are cocoa popsicles, which are made by mixing cocoa powder with water. I asked and they are indeed available, but maybe some places don’t have them, so I won’t change that.
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