Zhou Wencai thanked Zhou Chenglei.
He had heard that Zhou Chenglei was quite familiar with the people at the shipyard. If he spoke up, they could surely get a cheaper price.
He also knew that the Overseas Chinese Relative Certificate came with a discount. The money for his family to buy the boat had been partly provided by his grandaunt; otherwise, they would not have had enough.
Zhou Wencai continued, "I heard that you can build a roughly ten-meter Fiberglass Fishing Boat for around thirty thousand yuan, with what seems to be a thirty percent subsidy on the materials. That kind of boat can go to the reefs to catch grouper. I heard it's very profitable."
Zhou Chenglei said, "I don't recommend that kind. After prolonged exposure to the sun, the glue on the deck can easily crack, and the hull may become brittle too."
After hearing this, Jiang Xia could not help glancing at Zhou Chenglei. She suddenly remembered seeing some information about fiberglass materials by chance in her previous life. They were also used in shipbuilding, but they had a major flaw: because domestically produced resin was poor in quality in that era, the hull would become brittle after three years.
The waves at sea could sometimes hit with tremendous force. Even tiny cracks in the deck's glue or a brittle hull could result in a fatal impact.
Zhou Chenglei had already spotted the problem so quickly.
"So that's how it is! Good thing I asked you. I'll just order a wooden boat instead! A lot of people are ordering that kind now, and I had originally wanted one too! Forget it now."
Father Zhou said, "Wooden boats are fine too. All those small boats of ours are wooden."
Although wooden boats ran the risk of being eaten