Chapter 141 Rising Sun
Soon, the oysters dug out filled the open space on the shore, and there was no place to stand. Li Changle took out the sack from the oilcloth bag, and started to pack the oysters with Brother Li.
After packing a bag weighing fifty or sixty kilograms, he stacked it beside the puddle and continued working.
The four of them first cut the oysters in the low places on the cliff. It took a long time and it was quite laborious. They squatted for too long and their waist and legs hurt. They just hunched over and dug. As time went by, they only felt soreness in their waist and back.
Li Changle beat his waist and felt more than just soreness in his back. He reached for the kettle and found that he couldn't even straighten the hand holding the chisel and hammer.
He picked up the kettle and drank a few sips, walked a few steps towards the rock, and sat down on it. "Oh, my waist is almost broken." He added, "It would be great if I had a cigarette to refresh myself."
"It's not easy to smoke." Brother Li glanced at him, put down the hammer and chisel, took out an oil paper bag from the oilcloth bag, untied the hemp rope and opened it to reveal the cigarettes inside.
"My brother is still thoughtful." Li Changle smiled and reached out to take the cigarette he handed him, lit it and took a puff, "Enjoyable."
Chen Yongwei and Brother Li also came over, took the cigarettes, lit them, and smoked against the chiseled cliff with squinted eyes. They were both too tired to speak.
After taking a cigarette break, Li Changle stood up and pulled Brother Li, "Brothers, as long as you are tired, you will be tired to death. The more you chisel, the more chances you will get out of the beads."
Brother Li pulled him to stand up, "Lying comfortably and still is the work of the dead. You have to work while you are alive. If you can't earn money, where will you get a house? How will you support your son?"
"What are you doing with all the nonsense? It's better to work if you have the strength." Brother Li and Chen Yongwei picked up the chisels and started working.
An hour later, Brother Li said to Li Changle: "Ale, the tide is about to rise. You and Awei get the oysters out of the bag."
"I'll take my second brother out first, while you and Awei dig out the Buddha's conch."
"Okay!"
Li Changle tied up a bag of oysters and sighed, "The biggest drawback here is that you can't enter the boat."
"Yes, if the boat can get in, it will be pulled out in one boat."
Brother Li followed him into the water and watched his headlight swim out of the cave.
The two of them came out of the water, took a breath, went ashore and put the bags against the rock wall on the beach. They looked back and saw that no one could see the flashlight light on the beach in the distance.
Brother Li took a look and felt that this location was quite secretive. "Ale, put the bags here first. Let's go in and continue moving out."
"Yeah!" After Li Changle agreed, the two brothers plunged into the water and swam towards the cave like fish.
The two brothers swam back and forth with their bags several times. They were so tired that they were out of breath. They collapsed on the beach and waited for a while before they recovered.
"Brother, I can't do it anymore. This time I go in to replace the eldest brother and Awei. I have to rest for a while before doing it again."
"I'm the same. My hands and feet are so tired that I feel weak. Let's rest for a while before going in, otherwise we'll be in trouble because of cramps in our hands and feet." Brother Li said weakly.
The two rested for a few minutes, and as soon as they got up and entered the water, they saw light coming from the bottom of the water, and then Chen Yongwei and Brother Li emerged from the water.
"I knew you couldn't do it." Brother Li wiped the water from his face, "It's our turn. You go in and eat a few bags of corn and pack up those Bergamot snails."
After hearing this, Brother Li turned to look at Li Changle and asked in a low voice: "Ale, is it really true that the Buddha's hand snails give you three yuan a pound?"
"Yeah! They wanted it last time. The people in the village followed closely, so we didn't dig it."
"The main reason is that you are so lucky, so pushy, and make people jealous."
"The strange thing is that my brother can't find anything good after those people follow him."
"That's because Master Hai Long didn't help them."
The four of them took turns going in and out of the cave for an hour. The rising seawater had already covered the first puddle, and they finally sent all the oysters, bergamot snails and catch out of the cave.
After going to the cave and putting on their clothes, the four of them went home carrying the catch and bergamot snails. Upon seeing this, Zhou Ruonan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also carried baskets on their backs and followed them to the beach to help the camel return with sacks.
Seven or eight people walked back and forth and were busy until after one o'clock before carrying all the sacks home.
Father Li and Mother Li's room were already filled with sacks, each bag weighing about fifty kilograms. The four of them dug more than two thousand kilograms of oysters in one night, as well as one or two hundred kilograms of Buddha's hand snails.
Fortunately, these oysters are big. If they were the same as those on the cliff outside, they would weigh hundreds of pounds a night.
Now on the cliff, they can reach the oysters that have been cut off, which probably weigh more than a thousand kilograms, and there are still a lot of Buddha's hand snails, which weigh about a thousand kilograms, assuming they can cut them off.
"Auntie, have a good night's rest tonight. We will get the boat back tomorrow morning and open oysters again."
"Okay!" Mother Li looked at the few people distressedly, "Don't go to the well to take a shower. Go home and take a hot bath, drink a glass of old wine and then go to sleep."
"Oh!" Li Changle said to Chen Yongwei again, "We will pick up the boat tomorrow morning and come here early."
"Got it." Chen Yongwei nodded to several people and walked away dragging his heavy legs.
When Li Changle entered the room, Zhou Ruonan hurriedly fetched hot water and put it in front of him. Seeing him leaning on the back of the chair exhausted, he said distressedly: "Ale, go to the house and sleep."
"My whole body is sore and uncomfortable." Li Changle looked at her, "Honey, I can't straighten my fingers. Please help me wipe them."
"Well! Then you turn around and lie on the back of the chair, and I'll help you wipe your back clean." Zhou Ruonan agreed softly, picked up the hot handkerchief and started scrubbing him.
The warm handkerchief was rubbed back and forth on his body, making Li Changle feel comfortable and want to sleep.
He leaned back in his chair with a look of enjoyment on his face, thinking that when the new house was built, he would buy a big tub and take a bath.
Zhou Ruonan washed the handkerchief, squeezed out the water and put it on his shoulder, "Ale, I've wiped the back for you that you can't reach. You can wipe the front yourself."
Li Changle held her hand and said, "Teacher Zhou, you said that giving up halfway is not a good habit."
"Pah~" Zhou Ruonan patted his hand, "Be honest, I have to pick up the boat tomorrow morning." The smelly man said that he didn't even have the energy to scrub, and he still had nothing to think about.
"Where am I dishonest? Teacher Zhou, you are dishonest, right?"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Zhou Ruonan rolled her eyes at him, "I'll pour you some old wine. After you drink it, go to bed quickly."
"As you command!"
Li Changle smiled and took the handkerchief, wiped it clean in twos and twos, took the old wine she handed him, drank it in one gulp, took off his shoes and went into the house, lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, not even wanting to move his fingers.
After Zhou Ruonan washed up and returned to the room, he suddenly remembered something, "Ale, have you ever thought about the name of our ship?"
Li Changle really hadn't thought about this. He half-opened his eyes and looked at her lazily, "You are a cultural person, what do you want to call me?"
Zhou Ruonan sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a while, "How about calling it Rising Sun? The rising sun symbolizes light and new beginnings, and represents hope and prosperity."
After hearing this, Li Changle nodded repeatedly, "The Rising Sun is good! Let's call it the Rising Sun!"
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Early the next morning, Mother Li put the bowls used for the boat ceremony into thin bamboo baskets, incense candles, paper money, wine bottles, wax stands, and firecrackers into baskets on her back, and sent them to Li Changle's house.
The bowls used for boat sacrifice include a cooked pig head, raw bean noodles, dried tofu, five steamed buns, fish, boiled broad beans, and old wine. First, please ask the boat dragon master on the boat, and then take the boat back to the dock.
Go to Laoye Hall to worship the gods.
The bowls used to worship at the Lao Ye Temple are a little different. One cut of pork, three pieces of tofu, a total of six bowls, which means smooth and smooth.
As soon as Li Changle got up and started washing up, Chen Yongwei and Grandma Chen came over. It was the first time for her grandson to buy a boat in partnership with others, which was also a major event for the Chen family. She also prepared a bowl for worship.
Seeing the pig heads and bowl heads prepared by Mother Li, she happily said: "I simply prepared some and will send them to the Lord's Palace later to worship, and pray to the gods to bless them with good fortune and a warehouse full of fish and shrimp."
"Wait until they get the boat back, then go to the Master's Palace." Mother Li smiled and asked her to see the oysters and Buddha's hand snails brought back last night.
Li Changle came out and saw Chen Yongwei moving things. He smiled and said, "Awei, your sister-in-law gave our ship a ship name last night, called the Rising Sun. What do you think?"
"My sister-in-law is a cultural person, so she is right in getting up."
At this time, Brother Li and Brother Li also came. After hearing the boat number, they also felt that it was good to get up. Everyone put all the bowls for worship on the tricycle and prepared to set off.
Father Li was worried that his brothers would not remember the rules, so he stopped them and gave them some instructions. The family and Grandma Chen sent them out and went back to open the oysters.
Fishermen are very particular about "piety", so there are many taboos. Several people said nothing along the way. Chen Yongwei pedaled the tricycle very fast, fearing that he would encounter unlucky people or things, or he would have to pick up the boat another day.
The four of them arrived at the waterway smoothly. Li Changle led the four of them to move the things on the tricycle to the "Longmen head" of the boat.
Lao Zhang had already set up the Eight Immortals table there, and Brother Li took out the table surround that Li's mother had prepared long ago and surrounded the table.
Chen Yongwei took out the candle stand, lit the incense candle, and then placed the pig head, bean noodles wrapped in red paper, and dried tofu in the place of the chief priest.
Then put the bowl and the wine glass in place, pour the old wine in the wine jar into the wine jug, respectfully fill the wine glass and say "Master Chuanlong".
"You have to sail against the tide and the wind, and once you sail into the sea..."
Li Changle stood in front of the Eight Immortals' table and started to make a wish, drank three rounds, took out paper money and burned paper, and lit firecrackers. Brother Li, Second Brother Li and Chen Yongwei knelt down in front of the Eight Immortals' table, worshiping Master Chuan Long and praying for his blessing.
As the boss of the boat, Li Changle did not worship him because the fishermen believed that the boss of the boat was bigger than Mr. Long Ye.
After paying homage to the ship's dragon master, Li Changle and others went to the left side of the ship's wheelhouse to pay homage to the "little master."
Because when Li's father went out to sea to fish, he picked up fishermen who fell into the sea and drowned.
Fishermen call the dead "Yuanbao". Whenever they encounter a dead person, they must pick him up and carry him to the shore. Then they buy some wood instead of a coffin and send him to the mountain for burial.
Anyone who has carried "Yuan Bao" or someone has died on the boat must be named a "little master". This is the fishermen's practice, and the fishermen also respect this "little master" very much.
Chapter completed!