Chapter 253 Ten Thousand Clam Seedlings



Where did this hothead come from, speaking so impulsively? If this were before, Ye Cheng would probably have argued with him. Now, he seems to have become much more indifferent.

Ye Cheng peeked over and immediately understood, "The crayfish? We bought them ourselves, one yuan a pound, genuine or fake."

The man was already incredibly agitated, but when he heard Ye Cheng say it was really one yuan per jin, he paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and looked at him with suspicion.

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

Ye Cheng pursed his lips, glanced at his bucket, then took out 20 yuan and stuffed it into his hand.

"Here's the deposit. You'll go with my sister-in-law to weigh it, and we'll pay you according to the weight. Now that you've received the money, do you believe me?"

As soon as he got the 20 yuan, the man immediately stopped talking and bowed, saying, "Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you."

As she spoke, Jiang Yunxiang asked him to take the things over.

"Wait a minute," Ye Cheng suddenly called out to him, "Brother, which village are you from?"

The man stopped and said, "I'm from Da'ao Village."

Da'ao Village is quite a distance from Baiyun Village, so it seems the news about harvesting crayfish spread very quickly.

This person didn't bring many crayfish; they're probably just scouting ahead. Later on, I expect more people will come to sell crayfish.

"Brother, Da'ao Village seems quite far away." Xiao Hu looked at the man.

“I’ve been there. It’s about twenty miles away, not too far, not too close. But it’s in the mountains there, so it’s quite poor. This person probably walked there.” Ye Guowei is one of the people who has walked quite a lot in this area.

“It’s a good thing that someone is coming to sell shrimp. When I get back, I’ll ask the Chen brothers to make a sign or leave their phone number so they don’t get lost when they enter the village.”

Previously, they would come to collect the goods and leave, but now if someone else comes over, they definitely need to have their contact information.

Also, judging from the curious looks on those older women's faces, it seems the matter of crayfish can no longer be kept secret.

He didn't expect that what would spread next wouldn't be crayfish at all.

Jiang Yunxiang led a group of people to sell shrimp, while Ye Cheng and the other two continued towards the sea and began to put up fencing nets on the mudflats.

The job wasn't too difficult, but 50 mu was quite a long distance. The three of them worked through the mud all morning to finish it.

Seeing that the entire 50-mu (approximately 3.3 hectares) of mudflats had been enclosed, marking the first step in the aquaculture industry, Ye Guowei was very pleased.

Sitting by the sea, he silently smoked a cigarette. "Ah Cheng, if our parents were still alive, they would be so happy to see that we can now manage so much mudflats."

Ye Cheng smiled slightly. He wasn't the original owner of this body, so he didn't have deep memories of his parents or much affection for them, and therefore didn't have such profound feelings. He could only change the subject.

"Brother, let's pick out some more stones this afternoon, then we can plant the seedlings. Have you found a place to buy the seedlings yet?"

Although they are free-range and naturally raised, seedlings are still needed and constitute a significant portion of the breeding expenses.

Ye Guowei nodded. "Found it. It's 8 yuan per jin. I asked around. If we raise clams on all 50 mu, we'll need 2,000 jin, which is about 1.6 million clams."

"So many!" Xiao Hu exclaimed. To be honest, he had never been involved in animal husbandry and had no idea what that number meant. Hearing that it was over a million was indeed shocking.

Of course, Ye Cheng, who had never been involved in aquaculture before, was also shocked. More than a million! How much must that be?

Even if it were a million coins, it would be a bit terrifying to see them scattered like that.

"They're all seedlings, and there are a lot of small ones. There are about 800 seedlings per pound, depending on how big they grow," Ye Guowei explained.

"Brother, why don't you set aside another space to raise some blue crabs? They're expensive," Ye Cheng suggested.

Clams are easy to raise, but the problem is they're cheap, so there's not much profit to be made.

Mud crabs are different. I remember that in later generations there were people who specialized in raising mud crabs. They were very famous and sold for a high price.

As soon as Ye Cheng finished speaking, Xiao Hu looked at him like he was an idiot. "Brother, you're planning to feed the blue crabs with clams, right? Of these more than a million clams, I bet not a single one will be left."

Forehead...

I almost forgot about that; mud crabs do eat shellfish.

Never mind, let's talk about it later.

Ye Guowei's clam seedlings won't arrive until tomorrow. After the three of them went back for lunch, they went back to pick up some stones.

Ye Cheng also brought Dahuang over and built it a small house, a one-bedroom apartment, right there on that reef.

Whether it likes this arrangement or not is its own business.

Big Yellow is quite satisfied with the place. The seawater brings small fish and shrimp, and you can climb up the rocks to sunbathe. If you're not happy, you can go for a swim with the tide. It's really great.

We had dinner at Ye Guowei's house. Jiang Yunxiang cooked a few hearty dishes for us. We didn't drink any alcohol. Ye Cheng wanted to go diving to get some goods that night. He couldn't waste his luck.

During the meal, Jiang Yunxiang mentioned that the people from Da'ao Village said they would bring back more crayfish when they got back, saying they had plenty there.

Just as Ye Cheng guessed, if they could receive crayfish from a village twenty miles away, the sound could continue for a while longer.

After finishing their meal, Ye Guowei didn't go out. Ye Cheng took the things and went to the village entrance with Xiao Hu.

A 5-meter-long fishing boat doesn't need a dock; it can just find a place to moor and that's it.

Ye Guowei borrowed the boat and made some minor modifications, adding a small live water tank suitable for storing high-end fish.

This time, Ye Cheng brought a pair of tongs and a net. Anyway, when diving, you can only catch crabs, shrimps, and shellfish. Fish are hard to catch, so bringing too many tools would be useless.

The fishing boat was powered by a diesel engine. With a pull of the rope, the propeller started up with a loud "boom boom boom" sound, and the two men headed out to sea.

"Brother, which way should we go? To the deep sea or the shallow sea?" Xiao Hu asked from the back.

"It's shallow water, so we can just do a simple job. Head northwest, I remember there's a coral reef there, and it's shallow there."

"Okay." Xiao Hu adjusted the direction and drove northwest.

Because it was night, and the sea area Ye Chengxuan was in wasn't very far, the small boat arrived in about ten minutes.

The weather is nice today. The night sky is clear, and the moonlight shines on the sea, like a white veil covering the ocean.

Ye Cheng leaped lightly, passing through the thin veil and entering the underwater world.

The underwater world is more vibrant at night than during the day, especially in this shallow area, because shrimp and crabs mostly come out to forage at night.

They come out at night for two reasons: one, to catch predators; and two, because the nighttime tides bring in more plankton and a richer food supply.

Ye Cheng went down with a lamp, and wherever he shone it, the things there stopped moving. The sudden bright light left them a little bewildered.

As soon as Ye Cheng came down, he saw something move in the seawater. He shone his light on it and saw a lobster hiding cowardly on the coral reef. It must have come out to hunt for food earlier, but it stopped moving when Ye Cheng shone his light on it.

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