Mwanza.

The only shipbuilding center in the entire Great Lakes region.

The energy of East Africa was limited, and in the absence of skilled workers, that is, skilled shipbuilders, only priority could be given to copying the shipbuilding of the inner lake of Mwanza to Lake Soren (Lake Tanganyika) and Lake Malawi.

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

The Mwanza shipyard continues to maintain its position as the only shipyard in the Great Lakes region.

Through the previous war, the Great Lakes had become the internal lakes of East Africa, so the mentality of the East African colonies to develop the Great Lakes region was not urgent.

Lake Solon and Lake Malawi were not exclusive to the East African colonies, so it was necessary to establish shipyards on these two important lakes to facilitate subsequent East African colonization activities.

Although no new shipyards were built along the Great Lake, over time, the capacity of the Mwanza Shipyard increased, and more boats were built, and the small boats built by the Mwanza Shipyard can be found everywhere on the Great Lake.

These boats were allocated to coastal villages for fishing or for convoys in East Africa to transport supplies.

At present, water transport in the Great Lakes has become the most important mode of transportation connecting the East African colonies with the west and north of the Great Lakes.

Early morning.

The sky was just dawning, and the morning sun was shining on the water surface of the great lake.

The villagers of Sangabu village wake up early, smoke curls up, and every household lights a fire to cook and work for breakfast.

After breakfast, the fishermen of Sangabu village began to form a group to go fishing in the big lake.

Located in the northern part of Mwanza, Sangabu is a small fishing village in Mwanza with a population of more than 470 people, most of whom depend on fishing for their livelihood.

More than 100 people gathered at the village wharf, where more than a dozen small fishing boats from the village of Sangabu were moored.

In the past, indigenous people used to sail on large lakes by canoe, and the small fishing boats in East Africa are certainly not comparable to indigenous canoes.

"Today's weather is much cooler than yesterday, our village has to do more, strive to complete this month's tasks ahead of schedule, and rest for a while." The village chief, Rayras, said to the villagers.

"Village Chief, a few 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, and if you can reach the highest target every day, you can rest for at least five days at the end of the month." Relas replied.

Hearing this, the villagers were already eager to try, and they drifted on the water every day, which was always more comfortable than staying on land.

Before they migrated to East Africa, the villagers of Sangabu were people who lived by the water all year round, or simply on boats.

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

"Okay, just wait for your words, the most important thing in the big lake is fish, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to do it." Rayras replied.

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

Fishing boats in the village of Sangabu head towards the lake, their oars making waves in the water.

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

Small fishing boats on the periphery roam freely on the surface of the lake, driving away schools of fish, and frightened schools of fish are driven towards the center by small boats on all sides.

"Pick up the net!"

When the fish arrived, the fishermen of Sangabu village pulled their nets onto the boats.

The small boat, which is not too large, looks like it is crumbling in the towing of the fishing nets, but the skilled fishermen can always find the tipping point to keep the hull stable.

Although the process was difficult, the harvest was good, and the Great Lakes were rich in fisheries, especially after the East African colonies drove away the surrounding indigenous people.

The fishery resources of the entire Great Lakes were completely monopolized by the East African colonies, and there were only so many people in East Africa, and there were only 100,000 people allocated to the vicinity of the Great Lakes region.

And the fishery resources accumulated in the Great Lakes for thousands of years are all cheaper than those in East Africa.

After a few hours of hard work, the fishing boats in Sangabu village were already full of harvest.

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

"Steady, keep in formation, don't mess up!" Rahras shouted to the fishing boats on all sides.

Strong winds have begun to blow on the surface of the lake, which is not terrible for the villagers of Sangabu village, who are accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves.

According to normal times, Sangabu Village should have to go back when it encounters this kind of weather, but today in order to catch more fish and strive for a few more days of rest at the end of the month, the fishermen of Sanggabu Village continue to work.

In the oppressive weather, the fish in the lake also become more active and ventilate in the water.

The harvest in the village of Sangabu was also further affected by this, and the cabins were soon filled with catch.

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

As soon as he had said that, a heavy rain fell from the sky and smashed on the surface of the lake, and the whole lake became blurred, and the mist steamed.

Dense raindrops hit the fishermen, sweating down their sweat, and the villagers paddled their oars in the wind and rain in the direction of Mwanza.

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

Fortunately, with the help of the rainy day, today's harvest is very good, and this rain is not in vain.

……

"Reyras, did you have a good harvest today!" Mwanza's fish harvester said to Relas.

"Alas, don't mention it, the harvest is good, but unfortunately the weather is not good, and the rain is really heavy today." Rayras said, wiping the rain from his body with a sackcloth.

"Seeing that it is the rainy season again, and the lake is already rainy, this kind of weather will definitely be indispensable in the future." Said the staff.

"There's no way around it, after all, the weather, we can't change it, and this bit of wind and rain is nothing compared to when I was at the beach" What, the wind and waves on the sea, and the storm and rain are the real horror, especially our fishing boats at sea are very small, similar to the fishing boats in the big lake now, and the risk is much greater. Rayras said with a match.

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

As he spoke, the staff counted today's harvest in Sangabu village and recorded it on the table.

"Look, right, if you don't have any objection, sign it!"

Ralas took the form, checked the account, and when he saw that there was no problem, he signed his name at the end of the form.

These figures will be added together at the end of the month to determine the income of Sangabu village, so there is no room for sloppiness.

After all the fish were unloaded, the fishermen of Sangabu returned in empty boats along Mwanza Bay towards Sangabu village.

(End of chapter)