"I don't have time for dinner. I still have to go to the city. Maybe next time," Mingjing politely declined.

In the past, she definitely wouldn't have missed an opportunity to get something for free, but now she really doesn't have the time.

Seeing that Mingjing was about to leave, Dong Li hurriedly went inside and took out two bottles of Coca-Cola and a carton of soft-serve beer, stuffing them into the car.

"Mingjing, take it. It's not much money. Come back to me if you have anything good in the future."

Huang Daguang glanced at the soft tower mountain and swallowed hard.

"No, Brother Dong, this is too expensive..."

"Here, it's not much money. I closed this deal, and you deserve some credit. I'll give you a discount next time you come to eat here," Dong Li said with a smile.

Dong Li's gaze was sincere, and Mingjing couldn't refuse, so she thanked him and accepted the gift.

You should know that a Coca-Cola is now as expensive as oil; only the wealthy can afford it, and ordinary people have never even heard of it.

After the car drove away, Mingjing handed the Coke to Mingyue, opened the Soft Pagoda Mountain cigarettes, took out two packs of cigarettes, and handed them to Huang Daguang.

"Uncle Huang, you'll get plenty of benefits from following me in the future."

Huang Daguang had been eyeing it for a long time. He took the cigarette, smelled it, and then grinned. "Hehe, good, Mingjing, you really are the Ming family's lucky star."

Not only did you sell seafood, but you also received gifts and were even treated to a meal. How are you so capable?

Mingjing glanced out the window calmly. "It's quite a coincidence, Uncle Huang. Let's go to the city. I'll find a seafood market there and sell the blue shrimp."

No matter how good Dong Li's side is, the price he can't offer is higher than the city's. If she can get a good price by smoothing things over in the city, she can consider long-term cooperation in the future.

"Alright, wherever Mingjing says we'll go, we'll go!" Huang Daguang quickly turned the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the Ruantashan cigarettes, and secretly pulled one out.

He glanced at the mirror behind him out of the corner of his eye, then put it down.

That girl definitely wouldn't let him smoke. Rather than making her angry and causing her trouble, it's better to just put up with it. After all, she's beautiful and he's rich.

Mingjing lay down and instructed, "Uncle Huang, Mingyue, you must not tell anyone how much money I made selling shrimp today. If anyone asks, just say you made more than three thousand and got ripped off."

That's human nature. When you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, even distant relatives come calling from the deep mountains. She planned to keep this a secret until the day she could no longer hide it.

"I know, sis, don't worry. Mom told me before she left that she's keeping her mouth shut," Mingyue said, unscrewing the cap of the Coke bottle and taking a quick sip.

"Sis, this is so delicious!" Mingyue's eyes lit up as she drank cola for the first time. "Sis, can we buy more to take home? Mom and Dad haven't tried it yet."

"This stuff costs over a hundred yuan a box, I'll wait until I have the money."

Mingjing turned over, her stomach growling with hunger. She had only had some porridge in the morning, which had almost been digested, and she was both hungry and sleepy.

Strangely enough, Mingjing has recently noticed that her appetite has increased significantly, but her weight has not changed. She wonders if it's because of the jade pendant.

"Sister, are you hungry? Mom made some meat pies, have some," Mingyue said, enduring her motion sickness as she handed over a stack of meat pies.

Mingjing ate five of the fruit in one go, drank some water, and then fell asleep satisfied.

The car drove for an unknown amount of time before finally stopping on the side of the busiest street in the city.

Huang Daguang turned his head and said, "We've arrived at Mingjing. Which store would you like to go to?"

"Hmm?" Mingjing mumbled sleepily as she turned over, "Unload."

Huang Daguang got out of the truck to unload the goods. Mingyue had enough of the disgusting smell in the truck, so she ran out of the truck and leaned against a tree to vomit for a long time before she felt better.

After unloading the goods, Huang Daguang stood by the roadside and said, "Mingjing, it's all unloaded."

Upon hearing this, Mingjing reluctantly got up, rubbed the sleep from the corner of her eyes, got out of the car looking exhausted, and stretched.

The seafood market is not far ahead, and Mingjing can smell the fishy smell from afar.

"Let's go take a look!"

The group strolled into the seafood market.

The market has all kinds of fish, raised in various large tanks, and there are quite a few people buying seafood.

Mingjing arrived at a relatively large seafood stall. The stall owner was a woman in her forties, petite, with a kind face, who looked like an honest person.

"Hey ma'am, do you buy seafood?"

Mingjing thought about it and realized that asking such a question was not quite appropriate, since blue shrimp are freshwater shrimp and cannot be considered seafood.

"I'll take it! What kind is it?" the woman asked, looking up into the basket.

"Blue shrimp!" Mingjing held it up to show the woman.

The woman's eyes widened at the mention of blue shrimp. "Blue shrimp? Really?"

She took the bucket and examined it carefully. She picked up a blue shrimp, squeezed it, and exclaimed in surprise, "Really? Where did you find it? It's so big!"

"Sister, how much do you charge for this?"

"Blue shrimp are rare, and this is the first batch I've ever had. How about I give you 300 yuan per pound?"

"Three hundred?" Mingyue was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth.

"Big sister, isn't three hundred a bit too little? I have quite a few more. If you want to buy them, I'll offer a higher price and I'll get the rest for you later."

Whether it works or not, making money is what really matters.

"You have more? Then it'll be three hundred and twenty, that's the highest I can go. I'll take this one." The woman said with delight, placing the shrimp bucket on the scale.

A few people came to the store to buy fish, and after walking around, they became interested in the blue shrimp in the bucket.

"Sister Han, how much are your shrimp? They're quite interesting."

"If you want it, it'll be 350 per jin!" The woman glanced at the scale, picked up the shrimp bucket to drain the water, and then placed it on the scale.

"Is this edible? It's so expensive!" the man asked, staring at the blue shrimp with interest.

The woman sneered, "If I couldn't eat it, would I sell it? This is a blue shrimp, a rare variety. I've heard that eating one bite of its meat is like eating bird's nest, incredibly delicious."

"Give me a pound to try!" the man immediately pulled out his money.

Another woman who wanted to buy fish saw the blue prawns and exclaimed with delight, "Blue prawns! I've had these in Australia, and they taste really good. They're sold in China too? I want two pounds!"

The woman calmly said, "Please line up. I'm receiving my order now. You can come and buy it after I've finished receiving it."

Upon hearing that the goods had been received, the group lined up and waited for the proprietress to settle the bill.

After weighing the shrimp, the woman poured them into the pool, and the shrimp, which had been on the verge of death, immediately came back to life.

The woman weighed the empty bucket again, then quickly calculated the bill with a calculator. "It weighs a total of 25.4 jin. Subtracting the empty bucket, it's 21.3 jin, which is 321 jin. The total is 6,816."

The woman counted the money carefully three times before handing it to Mingjing. "Little girl, count it. Remember to sell the rest of the blue shrimp to me. Our family has the biggest seafood shop in this area, and our prices are the highest."

"Okay." Mingjing counted the money and put it into the pocket.

After delivering the goods, Mingjing felt inflated with pride. She walked with her head held high, suddenly becoming worth over ten thousand. Who wouldn't be inflated with pride?

As they left the seafood market, Mingyue stared at the people coming and going and suddenly shouted, "Sister, isn't that Zhao Dali?"

"Zhao Dali?"

Mingyue called out, and Zhao Dali glanced back at her before running away quickly.