The anxiety she had been carrying all the way finally subsided.

Lin Ziyan glanced at Boss Wang, who was covered in dust and dirt at the door, and gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.

It looks like he fell headfirst onto the track.

"Wang Shiyi, hurry and rent an oxcart from the village..."

Aunt Wang called out and pulled up a tall stool next to her to sit down.

After the shrimp were loaded onto the cart, Aunt Wang got into the oxcart and left.

Mr. Wang could only ride his bicycle back to town.

"Ayan, are all your clients so generous?" Lu Qiuying had been watching from the side.

That Mr. Huo was incredibly generous with his money.

Aunt Wang, too, didn't even blink before pulling out several hundred yuan.

Lu Qiuying knew about the fishing village's situation, so she was shocked by their extravagant spending.

“They are major clients,” Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.

She yawned again, but was in a good mood.

The fact that shrimp were harvested again proves that the previous farming methods have been validated once more.

In a couple of days, Uncle Chen's shrimp farm will also be producing shrimp, at which point we can expand our customer base.

“I went to the port yesterday, and the shrimp there weren’t as big as those in your shrimp farm, and you weren’t allowed to pick and choose.” Lu Qiuying pursed her lips.

Ah Yan didn't try to hide the wholesale price of shrimp from her at all.

Lu Qiuying was startled, but quickly calmed down.

According to Fatty, another shrimp farm uses the same farming methods and doesn't hold back any secrets, teaching them step by step.

"If a shrimp farm wants to survive, it needs to find the right customers," Lin Ziyan sighed.

Actually, she was laying the foundation for making the shrimp here a brand.

For example, when people talk about crabs, they immediately think of a certain brand.

When talking about good rice, people immediately mention its origin.