Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

Chapter 22

"We are ordinary people, so happy today!"

Chu Yang hummed a song while walking on the country road in the fishing village.

Since he couldn't go out to sea and the mobile phone signal was not good, he was bored and just wandered around the village.

As he walked, he unknowingly reached the south of the village.

This place is close to the mountains, and the soil can't grow real food, so he can only grow cassava to make flour.

At this time, there was a familiar gourd-shaped figure standing among the cassava bushes, bending over to weed the cassava.

Looking at the smooth and straight pants that were stretched, Chu Yang suddenly felt that his pants were a little tight.

"It shouldn't be."

In his previous life, even if he hugged those big waves of black silk, Chu Yang felt that he was rarely so tough.

"Could it be that this body has been holding it for too long?"

"Brother Chu Yang, why are you here?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice woke him up from his trance.

Chu Yang then noticed that Haidai had walked in front of him without knowing when.

"It must be because he is too short. I didn't notice him just now because he was blocked by the cassava poles." He thought to himself.

"I was just wandering around bored, Haidai, you can help your mother to work."

Chu Yang bent down and touched Haidai's head.

"Yeah, I'm helping my mother to pull weeds, look~"

Haidai pointed to a small pile of weeds on the open space and said proudly.

"Great, a reward for you."

Chu Yang took out a few Xu Fuji nougat candies from his pocket, tore off the candy wrappers and stuffed them into Haidai's mouth.

"It's delicious." Little Haidai's eyes narrowed into a crescent with happiness.

On the other side, He Xijun, who was working in the cassava field, also noticed the movement here and stood up.

Seeing his daughter eating sweetly, he said a little embarrassedly:

"Chu Yang, you've spent money again."

"Hey, what's the big deal about a few candies? Sister He, you're planting so many cassavas by yourself, can you handle it?" Chu Yang changed the subject.

"It's okay, take your time, the land can't be left in a hurry." He Xijun smiled while holding the handle of the hoe.

Maybe she's pretty, even such an ungraceful action looks pretty pleasing to the eye.

"If it doesn't work, hire someone to do it." Chu Yang suggested.

"Hire someone? It's better to let it be left in a hurry."

"Uh~"

Seeing He Xijun looking at him with a look of looking at a fool, Chu Yang knew he was embarrassed.

That's right, cassava flour is only more than 1 yuan per pound now, and hiring someone to plant cassava costs at least 30 yuan a day. If you hire someone to plant cassava, you'll lose your underwear.

"Ahem~ Well, Sister He, you are busy. I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I will leave first."

After saying that, Chu Yang hurriedly ran away.

It was so embarrassing. Next time, it is better to speak carefully about such unfamiliar areas to avoid accidents.

Leaving the cassava field, passing by a two-story bungalow, Chu Yang knew that this was He Xijun's home.

In fact, her family was still very good in the past few years. Her husband was diligent and smart, and her parents-in-law were young. The family got an 8-meter boat to go out to sea. Not long after, they built a red brick building in the village. At that time, they were considered the first batch of rich people.

It was just that after a heavy rain, the boat of her husband and parents-in-law capsized. Only she and Haikai were left at home. It was inevitable that their lives would gradually decline. Now there is only this two-story bungalow left.

Situations like He Xijun's family are very common in fishing villages. Isn't Chu Yang's predecessor like that?

Although going out to sea is tiring and unstable, it is definitely much better than working. Building a brick building in five years is not a dream.

Of course, the premise is that nothing will happen.

Chu Yang went around the foot of the mountain to the south of the island.

This place is much cleaner than the north shore. The golden coastline stretches for more than 1 kilometer. It is a rare natural beach.

However, for fishermen, this beach, which can only produce worthless seafood such as clams, fiddler crabs, hermit crabs, and sandworms, is far less valuable than the tidal flats on the north shore.

But in Chu Yang's opinion, the value of this beach is definitely not just for catching the sea.

He bent down and grabbed a handful of sand in his hand, letting it fall through his fingers.

"Such a fine natural beach, just build it casually, plant some coconut trees, do some beach volleyball, and build some water entertainment facilities, isn't it a treasure pot."

In his previous life, there was a second-generation of the same level in his circle. His family was in the tourism industry and specialized in the development of medium and large entertainment projects.

Chu Yang remembered that when he was drinking and bragging with him, he heard him say that water projects are actually the most profitable. The cost of acquiring land alone is hundreds of streets ahead of traditional amusement parks.

Of course, those who are grabbing land under the guise of "theme parks" are excluded.

Others, such as water and beaches, have extremely low costs, just maintenance costs.

Moreover, there are many profit points for water projects, not to mention the traditional ones such as catering, stall rentals, and ticket revenues, but also boat rentals, diving, sea fishing, motorboats and other projects can be developed.

ThisSome projects have strong money-making ability, and young people are willing to try them.

After all, when you go out to play, would you rather ride a roller coaster with your fat roommate or let a bikini girl hug you and drive a motorboat?

"Once you have established a firm foothold, it seems that you can really develop it."

Although there are only a few hundred thousand in his pocket now, Chu Yang is rich after all, and he dares to think and do.

Besides, he is a hacker, so who is he afraid of?

After strolling all morning, it was almost noon, so Chu Yang set off to go home for lunch.

In the small square at the entrance of the village, he also met He Yuanhang, who was leading two other little boys to push and chase a skinny little girl.

Little Tank pulled the little girl's ponytail, completely ignoring the fact that the other party had been pulled back, and his face was still smiling.

But the girl surprised Chu Yang. She didn't cry or beg for mercy, but just stared at Little Tank fiercely, like a wounded little beast.

"Hey, what are you doing, you bastards? Are you itching for trouble again?"

How could Chu Yang tolerate them? He roared at the injustice, and the frightened little tank stopped immediately.

The other two naughty little boys also stopped where they were, their faces livid, and they didn't even dare to run.

When Chu Yang showed his power that day, he and his brother were both there. That magical kick, like a fairy from outer space, left an indelible mark of the road in the hearts of the little arms.

This is not an ordinary person, he really beats children!

"Why don't you get out of here?"

Although it was a scolding, it sounded like fairy music to the little arms.

After getting the permission of the big devil, they ran away.

"Thank... thank you..." The little girl lowered her head and said softly.

"It's okay,"

Chu Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the little girl's head, but the latter took a step back as if frightened.

"Well... then go home and eat, your family should be worried about you."

Chu Yang touched his nose and said, somewhat awkwardly, withdrawing his hand.

"Hmm~"

The little girl looked up at Chu Yang, then turned around and ran away quickly.

"This girl seems a little cold, but whose child is she? How come I don't have any impression of her past."