The seafood market reopened on the second day after the shrimp paste factory closed for the holiday.

The health issues that were initially identified were investigated, but the Ministry of Health sent people back several times afterward. They found nothing new and reissued the business license.

Lin Ziyan did not rush to open for business after getting the business license back.

She reorganized the market, transforming several stalls to sell seasonings and the like.

Lin Ziyan also took the opportunity to add a fruit stall.

On the day of reopening, even more customers came to the seafood market to buy seafood.

Of course, the fresh fruit was wholesaled from Lu Yunshen's cargo ship.

"Ayan, why didn't you rent out these fruit stalls?" the chubby girl asked.

Today, besides the seafood stalls, the fruit stalls were the most popular at the opening.

Some customers came from the county town, intending to buy only fruit, but ended up picking up quite a lot of seafood as well.

“They have no way to source the goods if we rent them out, so it’s better for us to keep them ourselves,” Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.

The fruit she prepared for Aunt Chen and Aunt Huang's families was given by the box.

When they gave it to me, they also put the bonus in a red envelope and gave it to me together.

"Fine, whatever you say makes sense," the chubby girl nodded.

Before the seafood market reopened, the roof was modified to make it appear brighter.

Each stall has been raised, and there are separate workbenches for processing seafood.

These stall owners have all undergone training and are proficient in handling various types of seafood before they can start working.

"Although we primarily target wholesale customers, as the seafood market gains recognition, we'll also attract retail customers. If we provide excellent service, we'll..."

Lin Ziyan explained in detail to the chubby girl, and A-Jian next to her nodded in agreement.

During their closure, a new seafood market opened nearby.

If they reopen without offering anything new, they'll eventually lose customers.

It's impossible for the stall owners not to complain about the week-long delay in opening.

But when A-Jian explained Lin Ziyan's statement to them in detail, they were busy with training and learning, and didn't think much of it.

The stall owners must be overjoyed at the sheer volume of business on the first day of opening.

Everyone is currently preparing for the Lunar New Year, and this boom will continue until before the holiday.

Out-of-town customers would park their large trucks in the market's parking lot and load seafood into them.

The group walked towards the food street, but seeing that every stall was crowded with people, they didn't go in to greet the owners.

With more guests, it's natural that they need to eat.

The workers at Aunt Wang's shop were equally busy.

"Ayan, a lot of people in town are lining up to eat hot pot at Boss Huo's restaurant," the chubby girl said, pointing to the line of people waiting outside.

Congee-based hot pot suddenly became a hit in Haixian County.

Since we bought the ingredients from the seafood market, we saved on travel expenses, and eating here was much cheaper.

Lin Ziyan glanced at it and nodded, saying, "Boss Huo is probably so worried he's going bald by now."

Ah Jian and Fatty looked at each other, confused, not understanding what was going on.

“Mr. Lin understands my difficulties.” Huo Qizhen walked over and overheard her words.

Isn't it because I'm so worried I'm going bald?

Lin Ziyan laughed out loud, glanced at the top of his head, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

There's no hair transplant available now, otherwise Huo Qizhen would definitely be the first to rush to get one.

A few strands of hair on his head stood stubbornly there, as if afraid people wouldn't know their important responsibility: to protect a patch of scalp...

“I’m already bald,” Huo Qizhen said, pointing to the top of his head.

The chubby girl burst out laughing and joked, "This is the kind of happy baldness only big bosses get."

Huo Qizhen said irritably, "You're getting more and more talkative."

"Speaking of which, does Boss Lin know what I'm worried about?"

Lin Ziyan was worried that the seashells were too slow at spitting out sand, which was affecting the speed at which she could make money.

Huo Qizhen, "..."

He then felt relieved; it was her idea to eat hot pot, so it was normal for her to know.

The chubby girl suddenly realized, "Indeed, the taste of congee hot pot is different without shellfish."

Huo Qizhen grew anxious, knowing she must have a solution.

"Do you have a solution?"

Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile, "Mr. Huo, buy more salt."

She briefly explained how to help shellfish expel sand, and specifically reminded him of the appropriate salt ratio.

Huo Qizhen had no doubts and strode towards the parking lot to buy salt immediately.

Now, it's not just in Fuzhou; people in Guangzhou are also lining up to eat this kind of hot pot.

He's not in a hurry and won't rush back to Haixian.

Watching his hurried departure, the chubby girl couldn't help but sigh.

"It's no wonder Boss Huo makes money."

Ah Jian nodded in agreement.

Lin Ziyan narrowed her eyes when she saw his car. She realized that they needed to buy a car for the shrimp farm.

She did the math last night and realized that after buying the car, she wouldn't have much money left.

However, we have to buy this vehicle. We can use it with the shrimp paste factory for now, and then buy a separate one for the shrimp farm later.

Once the mantis shrimp and crayfish are harvested, the shrimp farm will have money.

Lin Ziyan planned to go straight home after strolling around the seafood market.

Today she's taking her younger sisters to the market.

…

The Lin family courtyard.

Xiaoxiao and Jiaojiao had already changed their clothes and were waiting for Lin Ziyan to return.

Grandma Lin and Grandma Lan were chatting in the courtyard. Seeing them both staring at the door, Grandma Lin shook her head and chuckled.

"Shall we go back to Beijing for the Spring Festival this year?" Atai asked.

Grandma Lan nodded, cracking sunflower seeds. "I didn't want to go back, but my family came back from abroad, so I had to go back."

Her cloudy eyes lit up instantly. Her brother, whom she hadn't seen for most of her life, was returning from abroad, something she had been eagerly anticipating.

I'm going back this time to take care of some things at home; they probably won't be going back again.

Grandma Lan had long considered Haibi Village her home, and she was a little reluctant to leave suddenly.

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