Vol 11 Chapter 461: : Lake Shiroo

Li Jianbin couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, there is no way. The artificial fish pond must have been soiled by the machine. Without electricity, everything is in vain."
These three people smoked a cigarette silently, Fang Lang thought for a while, and asked: "Old Deng, count how many fish ponds we have, and let's not do the rest."
Head Deng quickly took out a piece of paper and looked at it. Then he asked Li Jianbin: "Lao Li, when we took the white tail, the white tail had a total of 219 artificial fish ponds with a water area of ​​1,035 mu, right?"
Li Jianbin also took out a piece of material that he had never left from his briefcase, and nodded, "Yes, there are some fish ponds with shrimps and crabs, less than 100 acres of water, this is not a big problem."
"He said: "The old white-tailed fish farmers and watermen said that we can't take care of this fish as carefully as we used to. We can still raise seven to eight hundred catties per acre of water each year.
"It's almost there," Li Jianbin looked at the materials again, forget it, "Boss, we now have more than 1,000 people. According to 2,000 people, 500 catties a day is almost enough... If this is the case, there will be leftovers. 300 acres..."
"Yes. What about the white tail lake?" Fang Lang asked.
"Yes, Lake Baiwei. Listen to Brother Whitetail. If you don't take good care of it, Lake Baiwei can produce 500,000 catties a year. There will be no shortage of oxygen or anything."
"Yes, that's it," Fang Lang nodded and said, "Don't think too much. We can't eat so many fish. We don't have enough people to take care of it. If there is no electricity, just leave the 300-acre fish pond on the water. let's go."
Fang Lang then explained to his two assistants that he and Yan Shao had reached an oral agreement to supply fresh fish.
This was Fang Lang's decision, and the two old assistants naturally had no opinion. "Boss, now we have reached an agreement with the army. Tomorrow I will take my brothers to the army and bring some live fish to the army. Anyway, there are many special vehicles with live fish on the white tails.
Fang Lang said: "Don't worry, there are many things in the army during this period. Let's contact us first to see if it is convenient and send them a batch of fish if it is convenient."
"Oh, it's okay." Deng nodded his head again and again, and Fang Lang said with a smile, "Old Deng, you have worked hard too, go back and rest soon if you are fine."
"I don't work hard. Let's move the fish down." Deng was tired, but he didn't care that Zheng Zijie was not reluctant. The three stood together in front of the school, watching everyone in the summer evening, the car emits a thick The taste of pickled fish has entered the school journal, and Su Tiantian has registered and managed it. The fish needs to be dried for a few days to be preserved for a long time. Otherwise, the fish will deteriorate at any time in hot weather.
Fang Lang took a look. He talked to Deng about the disaster at the end of the war. This time Colonel Deng brought back more than 230,000 catties of fish, even more than 10,000 catties of dead fish, because they could not be handled properly and must be picked from the pond first. Get up, otherwise many fish ponds will soon become smelly water, and the fish ponds will not be good. This matter alone consumes a lot of labor.
This is really a big loss, so many fish are enough for everyone to eat for ten and a half days.
Looking at all the baskets in the big truck, when they were about to return to school, Li Jianbin, who had been thinking about this question, suddenly asked,
Boss, hypoxia may be because the density of fish in the artificial fish pond is too high. I don’t know if it is possible. Reduce the density of fish in each fish pond. If I don’t give up most of the fish ponds, it would be even better..
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