Rebirth: I Became a Financial Tycoon

A heavy hangover sent Li Cheng back to 1999. Facing people who were both familiar and unfamiliar, Li Cheng was indeed excited. "This is time reversal, my youth is back!"

Li Cheng deci...

Chapter 233 A Big Yellow Croaker

You have to see the seagulls, otherwise it will really be a deception.

The small fishing port is very busy. The fishing boats have docked and the fishermen are busy unloading their catches from the boats and then setting up stalls on the dock to sell them.

More than a dozen trucks were parked at the dock, and the people receiving the goods were bargaining with the fishermen.

Li Cheng and Ai Yi walked around the stalls, asking about prices from time to time.

During his previous visits, Li Chengfu found that the prices of these seafood were not high. In addition, the prices of some common seafood were ridiculously low.

Li Cheng looked at the trucks that came to transport goods and thought that the price of seafood here was low. One reason was that there were few people coming to transport goods, and another reason was the low consumption level.

Just a few dozen kilometers away is a city with a population of over one million. Logically, the price of seafood should not be very low, after all, there is a large consumer group.

However, a large number of businesses in this city are poorly managed and workers cannot receive their wages, so naturally this consumer group has little purchasing power.

Li Cheng believes that the prosperity of a city depends on whether it has the ability to attract money.

This ability to attract money is actually the output value of the city, or GDP.

If a city loses its ability to attract money, it will gradually decline and its population will gradually decrease.

Now is a period of large population mobility, and this mobility will become stronger and stronger in the future.

People will choose to settle down in a place that suits their life, and their hometown will eventually become just a part of their memory.

What is the right place to live? Li Cheng believes that the most important thing is to make money easily and make a living easily.

"Look, look, a big fish!"

Li Cheng, who was thinking, was suddenly awakened by Ai Yi's shout.

Li Cheng looked at the place where Ai Yi pointed, and saw a middle-aged man with a full beard carrying a big fish onto the dock.

This big fish also attracted the attention of many people, especially those who came to transport goods. They surrounded it and soon blocked Li Cheng's sight.

"Brother, I want that big fish."

Ai Yi looked pleading.

Every time Ai Yi asked Li Cheng for help, he would call him "Brother".

Li Cheng looked at the people in front of him and wondered how long it would take to finish eating such a big fish!

Li Cheng turned to look at Ai Yi and said, "Be good, listen to me, you don't need that fish."

"No, no, I just want..."

As Ai started to act coquettishly, Li Cheng had no choice but to buy her fish.

After squeezing in with great effort, Li Cheng saw the fishmongers arguing over the ownership of the big fish.

Li Cheng looked at the big fish again and recognized that it was a very valuable yellow croaker.

It’s no wonder that Ai Yi wanted this fish. Not only was it big, nearly one meter long, but it was also golden all over and looked very beautiful.

After taking a closer look at the big fish, Li Cheng also started to feel itchy.

At this time, the man on Li Cheng's left shouted, "Old Zhao, we are old friends. You must give me this fish today..."

Someone on the other side then shouted, "What old relationship do you mean? I've been buying from Lao Zhao for five years, so this fish should be mine today..."

A fishmonger shouted, "Old Zhao, do you remember the crabs I bought from you the day before yesterday? I paid you a high price for them. You have to give me this fish today no matter what."

"Lao Zhao, eight yuan a pound, I want this fish."

"Old Zhao..."

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Li Cheng was annoyed by their noise, but he couldn't leave. So he looked at the fisherman, Old Zhao, and said, "Uncle Zhao, is this the only fish you have?"

If someone else asked this question, Lao Zhao would definitely ignore him.

The people here and those who come here regularly to purchase goods all know that this yellow croaker is almost on the verge of extinction. Fishermen go out to sea all day long, and it all depends on luck whether they can catch this fish.

But the person who asked this question was Li Cheng, a man whose dress and temperament were not like those fishmongers.

The most important thing is that people like Li Cheng who come to the dock are almost all first-hand buyers.

Selling things to such people will get you a higher price than selling them to fishmongers.

Old Zhao looked at Li Cheng and said, "In three years, this is the only fish we've caught."

Upon hearing this, Li Cheng complained in his heart, Ai Yi, you really know how to ask for things!

Li Cheng asked again: "Uncle, how much do you want to sell it for?"

Old Zhao looked at the fishmongers, which meant that they had already offered eight yuan per pound.

Li Chengxin said it was not expensive, such fish would not be expensive even if it was ten yuan per catty.

However, compared to other fish, it is very expensive. Other fish here only sell for three or four yuan per catty, while live mantis shrimp sell for two yuan per catty, and dead ones sell for only ten cents per catty.

Li Cheng looked at the fishmongers and thought that if he rashly offered a high price, he would probably get beaten up. So, why not...

After making up his mind, Li Cheng turned around and said, "Everyone wants this fish, right?"

The fishmongers all looked at him. Some of them were about to speak when someone suddenly shouted, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If you don't want the fish, why are you crowding here?"

Li Cheng heard the voice coming from behind the crowd and wanted to see who was talking.

But then he saw the people who were originally crowded together automatically separate, letting the person who was speaking out.

Li Cheng saw that the man had a fierce look on his face, a small mustache, and was dressed very neatly. He didn't look like a fisherman, nor did he look like someone who was transporting goods.

He has an unfriendly face and speaks in a rude manner. Could this person be the legendary fish tyrant?

Li Cheng ignored him, turned his gaze back and continued, "I think everyone should stop making things difficult for this uncle. He relies on you to collect the goods every day. No matter who he sells this fish to, he will offend them."

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