Suddenly, Feng Ye noticed that A-Can hadn't spoken for a long time. Turning his head, he saw that A-Can had fallen asleep against the wall.

He suddenly chuckled to himself, and also felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.

He thought for a moment, then got up, closed the door, turned off the light, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep, emitting regular, soft snoring.

When he woke up again, he found that Ah-chan was already awake and the door was open.

"Brother Ye, you're awake. I bought some steamed buns, have some to tide you over."

Ah-chan pointed to a bag of dried fish with breakfast on it.

Feng Ye rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Is it dawn yet?"

"Yeah, it's already past five o'clock, there aren't many people left."

Indeed, there are hardly any customers left in the market these days.

Even the vendors at the stalls were packing up their things, preparing to leave.

Before long, the market will have to close for cleaning and to welcome a new wave of customers during the day.

Feng Ye picked up the steamed buns from the snakeskin bag and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've already eaten."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Feng Ye picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and the hot meat filling invigorated him.

Obviously, it hasn't been long since I bought it, and it's still warm.

After eating a few meat buns, I felt completely revitalized.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and said to Ah-Can, "I'm going out for a smoke. Do you want to come?"

Smoking is prohibited inside the market; you must go outside to smoke.

"I just smoked, so I won't go."

"Okay, I'll go alone."

Stepping outside the market and breathing in the fresh air, he happily lit a cigarette.

A cigarette after a meal is better than being a god.

He didn't return to his shop in the market until after six o'clock, when the daytime vendors had entered.

Has anyone come over to ask about our dried fish?

As soon as Feng Ye entered the room, he couldn't wait to ask A-Can.

Ah-Can shook his head: "How could anyone come to ask so quickly? Not all the vendors have even come in yet."

"If no one comes in an hour, we'll close the gate and go out to sea to fish."

"Um."

Time passed slowly as Feng Ye and A-Can waited patiently in the shop.

While tidying up a bit, I untied a bag of each type of dried fish and placed it at the doorway.

As vendors arrived one after another and set up their stalls, the market gradually came back to life and became bustling again.

Feng Ye stood at the door, looking at the various vendors, hoping someone would come in.

Finally, a figure appeared at the door.

However, it wasn't at the entrance of shop number 13, but at the adjacent shop number 11.

This is a middle-aged woman.

She noticed that shop number 11 was closed again, and a slight look of disappointment appeared on her face.

Feng Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly guessed that this person might be the vendor Xu Shaoping had mentioned.

So he walked over and tentatively asked, "Auntie, are you looking for the owner of this shop?"

"Yes, I heard that this shop's dried fish has a great reputation and many people are looking for it, so I wanted to come and check it out. It's a pity that it hasn't opened for so long."

The middle-aged woman looked somewhat helpless.

Feng Ye was overjoyed: "Auntie, to be honest, this shop is mine, and the person you're looking for is me."

"You used to sell dried fish here?"

"Yes, but this shop wasn't open today; the one next door was."

The middle-aged woman looked wary: "Are you telling the truth? You're not trying to lie to me, are you?"

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can go to shop number 4 and find Mr. Xu. I bought my shop from him."

"Then I'll go ask Mr. Xu first."

Watching the middle-aged woman's departing figure, Feng Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What's wrong with this person? Has he been scammed before?"

Ah-chan, who overheard their conversation, seemed somewhat incredulous.

Feng Ye nodded: "Maybe."

It's highly likely that only people who have been scammed before would be this wary.

The middle-aged woman returned quickly, and was standing at the door again in just a few minutes.

"I'm sorry, young man, I misunderstood you earlier."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"It's alright, Auntie. We didn't know each other before, so it's understandable."

"May I come in and take a look at your dried fish?"

Feng Ye quickly replied, "Of course, please feel free to look around."

A middle-aged woman walked into the shop, picked up the dried fish to examine it carefully, and even broke off a piece to taste it.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes: "Your dried fish is really good. How much is it?"

"That depends on how much you want. If you're just buying a little for yourself, it will definitely be more expensive."

Feng Ye wasn't sure if the woman was there to buy more goods or just to try a little, so he could only say that for now.

What if I want more?

"Starting price is 50 jin (25 catties), wholesale price is 8 mao (0.8 yuan) per jin (0.8 kg)."

"Make it cheaper."

"I can't lower the price any further, otherwise I'll lose money."

"Young man, you can't fool me with this. My family used to dry fish too."

"Of course I can earn more by posting my own pictures, but I don't just post them myself; I also receive money from other people."

Feng Ye didn't even blink; he could conjure up lies effortlessly.

He smiled and continued, "Auntie, there really can't be a discount. Jinghong Restaurant has bought five or six hundred catties of dried fish from me, and they're all paying the same price."

The middle-aged woman thought for a moment and said, "Eight cents it is. Let's start with twenty pounds of each kind."

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