Xu Shaoping smiled and said, "Oh, you dried them yourself? So you're fishermen?"

“Yes, the three of us share a boat and usually fish at sea,” Feng Xuan replied.

"Fishing is hard work. I used to be a fisherman too, but I stopped ashore a few years ago..."

The group chatted until another entrance opened, at which point Xu Shaoping took his leave.

Customers gradually entered, and the market slowly became lively and bustling.

Perhaps because they were rather unconventional, among a group of people selling fresh goods, one of them actually started selling dried goods, which attracted quite a few people to come and take a look and ask questions.

Unfortunately, not many people actually bought them.

Moreover, they only bought small amounts, about one or two kilograms at a time, with the largest single purchase not exceeding five kilograms.

They don't have the right to be picky about customers; it's better to have someone buy from them than to have no customers at all.

Regardless of whether people buy a lot or a little, we can still sell some.

Moreover, the retail price is slightly higher than the wholesale price.

On their way here, they had fantasized about encountering a middleman who would weigh all the dried fish and shrimp away with a single weighing.

But ideals are often far from reality.

There are indeed resellers, and many of them; they're everywhere in the market.

But they weren't interested in the dried fish and shrimp; they just glanced at them out of curiosity or bought some to take home and eat.

Feng Ye, Feng Xuan, and A Can looked at the bustling market and the sparse number of customers, feeling quite helpless.

However, they still kept smiling and warmly greeted everyone who passed by their stall.

Time passed slowly, and people came and went in the market, wave after wave.

Although their dried fish and shrimp sold slowly, they still managed to sell quite a lot without anyone noticing.