Song Chuman, a medical university graduate from 2060, transmigrated into the body of a six-year-old pitiful child with the same name, who had been sacrificed to the Sea God.
Many said Song Ch...
Chapter 218: Idiot
At once, two-thirds of the people raised their hands.
Tian Daniu asked, "Ji Lizheng, do you have any way to help us?"
Ji Jingnan said seriously, "I'm still thinking of a solution. I'll keep an eye on the beach these few days. As soon as the tide goes out, I'll notify you no matter what time it is. Don't sleep too deeply at night, or you won't hear the notification and miss the chance to go to the beach."
The villagers' eyes suddenly lit up and they quickly believed what he said.
Ji Jingnan looked at the sea for a while and guessed that the tide would not recede for a while, so he let them all go home.
He also walked towards the Song family's cave.
Yang Qingrui took a look at the seafood he had found, thought about it, and still followed Ji Jingnan shamelessly.
As soon as I arrived, I saw Sun Xiaohe had also arrived.
Sun Xiaohe got out of the car, greeted the Song family, and looked at their seafood with a beaming face. "Mussels, conches, lobsters, turbot, silver tilefish, white curtain clams, and even sea cucumbers. Today's seafood is very good."
Song Chuman smiled and said, "Yes, I put in a lot of effort today."
Sun Xiaohe said readily, "Make an offer."
Song Chuman: "Mussels are thirty wen a jin, conches are fifty wen a jin, lobsters are forty wen each, turbot is one hundred and ninety wen a piece, silver tilefish is one hundred and ninety wen a piece, white curtain clams are thirty wen a jin, and as for sea cucumbers, I know they are very expensive, just two taels of silver each."
She had just asked Song He in advance about the price of repairing Buddha's hand conch. In the past, Louzhonglou charged 38 coins per catty.
But that was last year's price. Now she offered fifty cents per catty, which wasn't too much of a price increase.
Sun Xiaohe's hands trembled as he calculated. Two taels of silver?
Seeing this, Song Chuman asked, "Uncle Sun, can't you accept this price?"
Sun Xiaohe shook his head: "No, it's just that the sea cucumbers I collected before were only worth one or two taels of silver at most. But this one is much bigger than what I collected before, the shopkeeper should not have any objections."
As he spoke, he had the items weighed and counted, then he fiddled with an abacus and said seriously, "The total is thirty-three taels of silver."
The Song family was immediately surprised.
It’s more than thirty taels again.
Song Chuman nodded with a smile: "Yes."
Soon, Song Chuman received the money from Sun Xiaohe.
Song Hexiu saw Yang Qingrui standing awkwardly in the distance, hesitating whether to come over, and hurriedly said, "Brother Sun, my friend has some seafood too. Can you take it?"
Sun Xiaohe: "Of course."
Song Hexiu called Yang Qingrui over.
Yang Qingrui was instantly delighted and walked over quickly.
Song Chuman quietly put his mental power on his seafood.
Sun Xiaohe saw that it was the same person from yesterday. No one complained about the taste of his seafood yesterday, so he asked someone to check it and then weigh it.
At this time, Yang Qingrui also returned the bowls and baskets that Song Chuman had sent to the Song family.
After a moment, he said, "A total of two catties of clams, ten mantis shrimp, and five conchs. Based on their size, the clams are twenty-five cents per catty, and the mantis shrimp are ten cents each. The conchs are pretty good-sized, so I'll give them twenty cents each, for a total of two hundred and fifty cents."
Song Chuman's mouth twitched. This number was such a coincidence.
Yang Qingrui said excitedly: "That's right, it's 250."
Song Chuman: "..."
Yang Qingrui said gratefully, "Thank you so much. If we take those seafood to the city, they will probably die and won't sell for a good price."