"You are right, I will definitely treat you well!" Fat Zheng promised.
"But you are not allowed to do anything that violates the principles." Old Man Liu reminded, "This loophole cannot be opened. You can discuss with your leader and set a price within the permitted range and give people a more generous reward."
This put Fatty Zheng in a difficult position. He didn't know Zeng Wangcai, but he knew the current market conditions in the black market and the pigeon market. As long as it was food-related, it would not be cheaper than at the purchasing station.
As if sensing Fatty Zheng's concerns, Old Man Liu said, "Don't worry, I think Comrade Wangcai is a conscious person. If you talk to him, he won't let you go empty-handed. This is all I can do. Any more would be inappropriate."
Fat Zheng understood that if he was not in charge of procurement at Peking University, if his leader was not on good terms with this person, he would not have this opportunity. Such a high-ranking leader would not even need to pay attention to him.
To be honest, after verifying Zeng Wangcai's fishing ability again, Old Man Liu felt very conflicted. On the one hand, he didn't understand why Zeng Wangcai was so good at fishing, which was very abnormal. Another conflict was about Zeng Wangcai's job.
If Zeng Wangcai could lead people to catch so many fish every time, why would he still be writing in the steel mill? He should just become a full-time fisherman.
Fortunately, Old Man Liu is a reasonable man. He just kept this idea in mind and did not turn it into actual action.
Another two hours passed, and the sun was almost overhead. Zeng Wangcai and his friends had harvested nearly three hundred kilograms of fish. By this time, Zhang Xiuzhi had already killed the big grass carp, skewered it, and roasted it over the fire. The aroma of the roasted fish wafted in the wind.
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