MTL - African Entrepreneurship Records-Chapter 162 fishing

  Chapter 162 Fishing

   Mwanza.

  The only shipbuilding center in the entire Great Lakes region.

  The energy in East Africa is limited. In the absence of technical personnel, that is, skilled shipbuilders, the priority can only be copied to Lake Solon (Lake Tanganyika) and Lake Malawi in the inner lake of Mwanza.

  So the workers of the Mwanza shipyard went ahead to support the construction of shipyards on Lake Solon and Lake Malawi, instead of building new shipyards in other strongholds and cities in the Great Lakes region.

  Mwanza Shipyard continues to maintain its status as the only shipyard in the Great Lakes region.

  Through previous wars, the Great Lakes have become the inner lakes of East Africa, so the mentality of the East African colonies to develop the Great Lakes area is not urgent.

  Lake Solon and Lake Malawi are not exclusive to East African colonies, so it is necessary to build shipyards on these two important lakes first to facilitate subsequent East African colonization activities.

  Although no new shipyards have been established along the Great Lakes, over time, as the production capacity of the Mwanza Shipyard has increased, more ships have been built. Small ships built by the Mwanza Shipyard can be seen everywhere on the Great Lakes.

  These boats were assigned to coastal villages for fishing or incorporated into East African convoys to transport supplies.

  At present, the Great Lakes water transport has become the most important means of transportation for the East African colonies to connect the west and north of the Great Lakes.

   Early morning.

  It was just dawn, and the morning sun shone on the water of the Great Lake, sparkling.

  The villagers of Sanggabu Village got up early, and with the smoke rising from the kitchen, every household lit a fire to cook and busy with breakfast.

  After breakfast, the fishermen in Sangapoo Village began to go fishing in the Great Lakes in a team.

  Sangabu Village is located in the north of Mwanza. It is a small fishing village under Mwanza. The village has a population of more than 470 people, most of whom live by fishing.

  More than a hundred people gathered at the pier of the village, where more than a dozen small fishing boats from Sangap village were moored.

  In the past, the aborigines galloped on the big lakes by canoe, and the small fishing boats in East Africa were definitely not comparable to the canoes of the aborigines.

   "Today's weather is much cooler than yesterday. Our village needs to work harder to complete this month's tasks ahead of schedule, and to rest for a while." Village Chief Leilas said to the villagers.

   "Village chief, how many days off this month!" Someone asked.

   "If the harvest is good these days, you can rest for two more days at the end of the month. If you can reach the highest target every day, you can rest for at least five days at the end of the month." Leilas replied.

  Hearing this, the villagers are already eager to try, drifting on the water every day is always more comfortable than staying on land.

  Before the villagers of Sangab Village immigrated to East Africa, they lived by the water all year round, or simply lived on boats.

   "Village chief, don't talk nonsense, let's work more today, so that we can definitely count." Someone said.

   "Okay, I'll just wait for your words. The most indispensable thing in the big lake is fish. As long as you work hard, you can definitely do it." Leylas replied.

  Looking at the sun slowly rising from the horizon to the sky, Leilas said: "Start the boat and go to the lake!"

  The fishing boats in Sangapoo Village drove towards the lake, and the oars caused ripples in the water.

   Soon a fleet of small fishing boats came to a specific area, and under the command of Leylas, the villagers began to cast their nets in the lake.

  The small fishing boats on the outskirts shuttle freely on the lake, driving the fish away, and the frightened fish are driven towards the center by the small boats on all sides.

   "Raise the net!"

  After the shoal of fish arrived, the fishermen of Sangap village pulled the fishing nets onto the boat vigorously.

  The small boat, which is not too big, seems to be tottering in the drag of the fishing net, but skilled fishermen can always find the critical point and keep the hull stable.

  Although the process was somewhat difficult, the harvest was still good. The fishery resources in the Great Lakes were rich, especially after the East African colonies drove away the surrounding aborigines.

  The fishery resources of the entire Great Lakes are completely monopolized by the East African colonies, and there are only so many people in East Africa, and only a few hundred thousand people are allocated near the Great Lakes.

  The fishery resources accumulated by the Great Lakes for thousands of years are all cheaper for East Africa.

  After working for several hours, the fishing boats in Sangap village are full of harvest.

  God’s face changed as soon as he said it. The originally clear sky began to change in an instant, and the clouds were dense.

   "Steady, stay in formation, don't mess up!" Leilas shouted to the fishing boats around.

  The lake has already started to blow strong winds, which is not terrible for the villagers of Sangapu Village, who are used to seeing strong winds and waves.

  According to the usual times, Sanggapo village should go back when encountering this kind of weather, but today, in order to catch more fish, they try to rest for a few more days at the end of the month, so the fishermen in Sanggapo village continue to work.

  Under the depressing weather, the fish in the big lake also become more active, and they come out of the water to take a breath.

  The harvest in Sanggapo Village was also more abundant due to this influence, and the cabin was quickly filled with fish catches.

  Looking at today's harvest, Leilas felt that it was almost done, and he shouted at the others: "Okay, that's it for today, let's go back first."

   After finishing speaking, the pouring rain fell from the sky and hit the lake. The whole lake became blurred and the water mist evaporated.

  Intensive raindrops hit the fishermen, and the sweat flowed down. The villagers rowed their oars against the wind and rain, and headed towards Mwanza.

   After waiting for more than an hour, the villagers of Sanggabu Village finally saw the land in the south. It took twice as long as the usual half-hour journey.

   Fortunately, thanks to the rainy weather, today's harvest was very good, and the rain was not in vain.

  …

   "Leilas, did you get a good harvest today!" Mwanza's fish harvesting staff said to Leilas.

   "Oh, don't mention it, the harvest is good, but unfortunately the weather is not good, the rain is really heavy today." Leylas wiped the rain on his body with a sackcloth.

   "It's rainy season again, and the Great Lakes are already rainy, so this kind of weather will definitely be indispensable in the future." The staff said.

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we can't change the weather, and the wind and rain are nothing compared to when I was at the beach." What, the wind and waves on the sea, and the storm are the real horrors, especially Our fishing boats at sea are very small, similar to the fishing boats on the Great Lakes today, so the risk is much greater. "Reilas said one after another.

   "That's right, these lakes in East Africa can't be compared with the sea after all, and the wind and waves are much smaller."

  While talking, the staff counted the harvest of Sangap Village today, and recorded it on the form at the same time.

   "Look, isn't it right? If there is no objection, sign it!"

  Leilas took the form, checked the account, and signed his name at the end of the form after finding that there was no problem.

  These data will be added together at the end of the month to determine the income of Sangap Village, so there is no need to be sloppy.

  After unloading all the fish, the fishermen of Sangap village drove their empty boats back to Sangap village along Mwanza Bay.

  (end of this chapter)