"Uncle Huang, are there any big fishes here that are inhabited by the sea? The roller hook I made is specially for fishing big fish. It must be at least twenty or thirty kilograms up. It is too small and not easy to use." Seeing that Huang Lang plays with windsurfing is no better than himself, Hong Tao stopped staring at the opposite side, left the stern and came to the bow of the ship, sat side by side with Huanghai on the partition, and began to calculate the future fishing cause.

"Yes, in the past, we had to catch the tide and go to the wind direction. We had to go for more than a day. If the weather was bad and the wind direction was not suitable, we would not come back for several days. Bozhu's elder brother and family were so useless. Now with you, Australian sail, it would save much more trouble. No need to shake it. You can keep rushing. Find a good weather and let us take you there! Your Uncle Fu is so lucky!" Huang Hai handed Hong Tao the bamboo tube containing water to Hong Tao, looking at Gu Island not far away, and he was in a very good mood. In the past, if you thought about this island, it would take more than half an hour even if the wind was good. Although the time was not much faster, he basically didn't put in any effort. He never dared to think about this comfortable way to catch the sea in his life, but it was easily realized by this tall and big foreign boy around him. Even he, who is very open-minded, had to admire Bo Fu's luck. He could enjoy the happiness of picking up a ghost in the sea.

"Do you know someone who knows how to build a ship? I want to build a new ship for myself. A new ship that looks like in Australia runs several times faster than our Qian family's ship. With a fast ship, our sea cargo can be transported to Qiongzhou or Guangzhou for sale, and we can exchange for more things, and then we can build a larger ship!" Hong Tao was also inspired by success and began to imagine the next step. According to his plan, fishing is the first step to obtain capital. After having a large enough sailing boat, he will set sail. He is home all over the world, and you can earn supplies with some cargo. He wants to sail around the world again with his own sailing boat. What about Columbus and Magellan, go play all. The only thing people in the future know should be himself, Hong Tao!

"Zhenzhou has a good shipbuilding style, but it costs a lot of money to build a new ship. Don't worry, with your ground cage and this kind of sail, in winter, it's enough for you to build a row of ships. Don't be busy with fishing. Take advantage of the Spring Festival to get married to you and Bozhu in advance, and then you are not a child, and you can decide whatever you do. Then you will get your own clutch, and you will earn more than you earn. If you really have the kind of clutch you mentioned, take Bozhu back to your hometown to see it, visit your parents' grave, and let them know that your Hong family has a future." Huang Hai was wrong. He thought Hong Tao wanted to build a clutch and return home, so he tactfully reminded Hong Tao that he should marry Bozhu first and leave, otherwise his own ability alone would not be enough to pay for the new ship.

"I don't plan to go back to my hometown, even if I marry Bozhu, I don't want to leave. Our cooperative still has my shares. I want to eat with Dahai. No matter how capable a family is, they cannot fight it. Everyone must unite to fight it with it. When my parents were alive, they told me that their ancestors were from the Tang Dynasty and asked me to come back sooner or later. Now that I am back, I won't go back easily. When I have a sailboat worth hundreds of tons, I will go back and take them back and bury them in my hometown." Hong Tao heard Huang Hai's voiceover, and he had no choice but to make up lies. This time, even his parents were spared, and the drama of returning home was staged.

"Good boy! It's promising... sting... oh." Huang Hai moved Hong Tao's passionate remarks and patted Hong Tao on the shoulder. He was about to encourage Hong Tao and said something heart-wrenching when a scream suddenly came from the stern of the boat. The speed of the boat suddenly paused and slowed down. Hong Tao knew what was wrong without looking back. The rag was torn apart by the wind.

"You stupid guy, &...%￥##" Huang Hai was startled and jumped up from the partition. He ran to the stern of the boat a few steps, cursing and slapped Huang Lang on the head. Then he felt unhappy and picked up a bamboo pole for nets from the cabin and was about to hit him. Fortunately, Hong Tao came quickly, so he hugged him.

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang! Don't be angry. A rag will be torn. When my grandfather comes back, replace it with a new cloth and add another layer, and it will be fine. Brother, I have to worry about you now, we have to shake it back." Hong Tao looked at the fan, and it was completely torn from the middle. Huang Lang might have been having fun and secretly raised the sail. The rag with a large patch and two patches could not withstand such pulling force. At this time, the man with a son, who was 6 years old, was holding his head and squatting at the stern of the boat, as if he had made a big mistake, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Why don't you shake the boat quickly!" Huang Hai hummed and threw the bamboo pole in his hand into the cabin, shouted at Huang Lang, then looked up at the rag, his eyes full of regret. There was no way, the Han family was poor, and they were torn and repaired. If they really couldn't wear it, they would take it apart as a curtain hanging on the tray of ships, or sew it on the boat as a sail. Who would be willing to use new cloth as a sail? Isn't that a prodigal son?

After driving the sails, they returned with wooden oars, and after a while, when they arrived at the beach, Chen Mingen and Bo Fu had already returned for a while and were unloading goods from the boat. This time they pulled two large baskets of sea goods, nearly 200 kilograms, and exchanged them for a bucket of rice, two thick cloth of Li family, two bundles of thick hemp ropes and two bundles of thin hemp ropes. In addition, the 20 iron fish hooks that Hong Tao wanted were processed in the blacksmith shop and could only be picked up the day after tomorrow. A total of two stagnants of money were sold. After such tossing, Chen Mingen had only more than 150 coins left in his hand. The main reason is that this kind of thick cloth of Li family is relatively expensive, and each pack costs 500 coins. Thinking of using such expensive new cloth as a sail in the wind and sun, Bo Fu's face was so painful.

"It's worth it. It's just canvas, and it's also full of hemp!" Hong Tao originally planned to sew the two layers of li cloth together like a sole of a shoe, which is more sturdy and durable. However, when he saw this black fabric with his own eyes, he immediately gave up his previous idea.

This kind of cloth is already very thick, and it is not only cotton, but also hemp. It is tighter than the canvas of later generations. As long as it is not damp for a long time, one layer is enough for sails. If you brush a thin layer of tung oil on it, it is a very ideal canvas. Of course, this is relatively speaking. Compared with the synthetic fabrics of later generations, this kind of cloth is still suitable for small areas. After the area is too large, it will be too heavy. After being touched with water, it will be even more important to pull it up by one person.
Chapter completed!