Reborn in the 80s, I'm Leading Our Fishing Village to Prosperity!

The female protagonist, Lin Ziyan, was an aquaculture PhD and a double major in ship design in her past life. She was reborn into the body of a girl from a small fishing village in Fuzhou.

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Chapter 132 Marine Climate Expert

Yang Yanzhou was so angry he almost fainted. He wanted to rush up and punch him, but he couldn't beat him.

He's gone mad to buy such an expensive cargo ship to dismantle!

"Don't worry, it won't break," Lu Yunshen reassured casually.

Yang Yanzhou simply ignored him and sulked to himself.

He thought about it for a while before realizing he had been tricked.

"The renovation doesn't require a complete demolition," Yang Yanzhou slapped his forehead.

"You're going to drive me crazy sooner or later."

In the following days,

Lin Ziyan and Fatty went to the port almost every day to wait for the fishing boats unloading their cargo.

They also ran into Aunt Wang a few times.

Construction has begun on the hilltops that have already been contracted, leveling them and erecting sheds.

Villagers from Haibi Village occasionally pass by and see the flattened hilltop, and they are always curious and stop to look at it for a while.

"Ah Yan, do those bosses really get their goods from the seafood wholesale market?"

"Wouldn't it be cheaper and more convenient to pick up the goods directly at the port?" the chubby girl asked suspiciously, sitting under a big tree at the port entrance.

She wanted to ask questions when the idea of ​​building a seafood wholesale market was first proposed.

Having visited the port for several days now, this problem is becoming increasingly apparent.

"You might not get used to it at first, but you'll get used to it gradually," Lin Ziyan said casually, not worried about the situation after the seafood wholesale market opened.

This location is close to the port, making it ideal for opening a seafood wholesale market.

Most importantly, there are none nearby; most wholesale goods go directly to the port, and if you miss it, you have to wait until the next day.

"I still think it's a bit risky," the chubby girl said frankly.

She knows a lot about seafood wholesale at the port. She used to come with her mother to buy seafood wholesale and sell it at a nearby market. Later, she met a lot of people when she was delivering ice.

Lin Ziyan said, "Think about it this way: the fishing boats that dock now are basically selling seafood in baskets, without any sorting."

"But for people like Aunt Wang, whose needs are special, they have no choice but to buy even if they have to, and over time they have wasted a lot of money."

"And some of them aren't in this area. If they miss the morning market or the fishing village, they'll have to wait until the next day, or even several days later..."

Lin Ziyan broke it down and told her,

"In business, meeting the customer's main needs is the most important thing; otherwise, you're putting the cart before the horse."

The chubby girl nodded, seemingly understanding, as it made sense.

Lin Ziyan didn't say anything more; the chubby girl would understand later.

The closed loop formed by the supply chain, from the first batch to the second batch, and finally to the consumer, is essential.

Now, they've completely skipped the wholesale process and are dealing directly with the suppliers, which inevitably presents some problems.

"We'll need to attract businesses and rent out the stalls. You can handle the fishing boat owners here, right?" Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.

Fatty is a natural salesperson; she can get along with anyone and gives off an impression of sincerity and honesty.

She makes it easy for people to lower their guard and discuss cooperation with her.

Lin Ziyan discovered this when they first started selling ice together.

In a large company in the past, he would have been qualified as a marketing development director.

"Of course, no problem!" the chubby girl said confidently.

Lin Ziyan nodded, so all that was left was to attract investment.

She had planned to set up many stalls, prioritizing signing contracts with villagers from Haibi Village and Haitang Village.

If there are any left over, we can find other people to rent them out, or even rent them to fishing boat owners.

At that moment, a small bus arrived at the entrance of Haibi Village.

Shen Hai was already there, wearing a straw hat, waiting at the village entrance.

Last night, I suddenly received a call from my wife saying that she was coming to the village the next day. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.

He hadn't expected that she would come over so soon, just two days after he had been talking about her.

"Old Shen!"

When Shen Hai saw his wife roll down the car window and greet him, he could barely suppress the smile on his lips.

"Professor Min, your husband is so happy he's stunned. He probably thinks he's dreaming!" a colleague joked.

Min Jing's smile lines deepened. "You guys are really something, making fun of us, an old married couple."

Shen Hai opened the car door, took her hand, and got out of the car, pretending to be serious as he muttered something.

"Knowing that they get carsick, they still linger in the car after arriving at their destination."

Min Jing said, "Comrade Shen Hai, be mindful of your image; everyone's watching!"

She tried to pull her hand away, but he only gripped it tighter.

The colleagues still sitting in the car chuckled to themselves, their eyes filled with envy.

"What impact are you worried about? Do I need anyone else's permission to hold my wife's hand?" Shen Hai didn't care, snatched the bag from her hand, and walked towards the house prepared in the village.

They are all marine climate experts, and they are here to work.

The application for the last underwater sexual intercourse was approved.

In addition, to support their work, they specially invited marine climate experts to assist them.

The houses are low-lying, and you can vaguely see seashells mixed with concrete on the walls.

The smell of the sea was faint, carried by the sea breeze.

Min Jing walked along the village path, looking around.

The sound of the waves grew closer, and after rounding a bend, the boundless sea came into view.

The water rippled and shimmered with a dazzling light.

"Old Shen, this place is so beautiful!" Min Jing exclaimed.

Due to her work, she has visited many fishing villages by the sea, but none of them offer such a direct view of the ocean.

You can enjoy a panoramic view of the sea almost from the path.

Shen Hai watched her carefully, afraid she might fall.

The village paths are paved with stones of varying sizes and are not very smooth.

"Watch where you're going, don't fall." Shen Hai's eyelids twitched.

Min Jing chuckled softly, recalling the first time they went on vacation to the beach abroad.

Shen Hai did the same, always staring at her feet.

Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and nothing has changed.

"Where does Ziyan live?" Min Jing asked.

"Teacher's wife, I'm behind you." Lin Ziyan had been following them all the way and didn't mean to disturb them.

When Shen Hai saw her, he snorted softly. He had noticed someone following him earlier, but he hadn't been paying attention to see who it was.

"Ziyan?" Min Jing's eyes lit up instantly when she saw her.

Her jet-black hair was loosely braided, her eyes were bright and clear, her lips were small and red, and her skin was as white as cream.

She hadn't expected Lin Ziyan to be so...beautiful.

"Welcome to Haibi Village, Master's wife." Lin Ziyan smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners, her smile bright and radiant.

Min Jing snapped out of her daze and quickly stepped forward to take her hand. "Ziyan, we've finally met."

She secretly sighed, wishing she had a daughter too.

If the circumstances hadn't allowed it, she definitely would have had another child back then.

Now that my son is married, he still only has one son.

Min Jing, "Did you just come back from outside?"

Lin Ziyan pushed her bicycle and followed her forward, casually taking the bag that had sunk into the sea and hanging it on the handlebars of her bicycle.

Sinking into the sea, "..."

He glared at Lin Ziyan and walked ahead of them with his hands behind his back.

"I just came back from the port, and I saw your bus as soon as I entered the village," Lin Ziyan said with a smile.

She was just following along and got a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), so she's feeling a bit full now.