"Honey, why can't we eat this?"
Wang Zhaodi came out of the kitchen and was delighted to see Fu Qiang carrying the shark tail, but was suddenly doused with cold water by Fu Lao Er's words.
"This shark meat is poisonous; eating it will kill you!"
Fu Qiang was so frightened by these words that he threw the fish in his hand to the ground, and his face instantly darkened.
Was it Xue Qing or Jiu Jing? Why did they have to play me for a fool?
No, Fu Qiang thought about it carefully. All the crew members on the ship were given fish meat. Except for the shark fins, which were given to Jiu Jing and Xue Qing, everyone else was given shark meat.
If this stuff is poisonous, wouldn't we have to wipe it all out?
"Dad, are you sure this thing is poisonous?"
Fu Qiang looked at Fu Lao Er, who nodded firmly, "That's what all the old folks in the village say!"
"broken!"
The villagers wouldn't lie to him, so Fu Qiang didn't even care about the shark tail and ran towards the dock.
Xue Qing was just about to take his spoils to the county to be processed and sent to his uncle's house when Fu Qiang blocked his way as soon as he started the car.
"Are you tired of living?"
Fu Qiang was actually a little afraid of Xue Qing. He said in a trembling voice, "Boss Xue, I... my father said that sharks are poisonous and should not be eaten!"
That's it?
Xue Qing was speechless for a moment, "If you're afraid of dying, then don't eat it!"
After saying that, he rolled up the car window and was about to leave. Fu Qiang wasn't stupid; he knew his boss was unhappy.
"Mr. Xue, it's not that I'm afraid of dying, it's that I'm afraid something will happen to you!"
"You are the backbone of the ship, nothing can happen to you!"
It has to be said that Xue Qing was quite pleased with the flattery, and he rolled down the car window again.
"Don't worry, this stuff won't kill you!"
During the famine, we ate tree roots and clay, so why can't we eat shark meat?
Fu Qiang watched the car speed away, his eyes filled with undisguised envy. He wished he could ride in that car someday.
Back home, Wang Zhaodi was fretting over the shark tail when she saw Fu Qiang return, and it was as if she had seen a savior.
"Qiangzi, what do you say?"
Fu Qiang replied with a smile, "Don't worry, I can eat it!"
Wang Zhaodi then pulled the shark tail into the kitchen, satisfied, and began to wash and cut it into pieces.
This is at least several dozen kilograms of meat. If it's salted and hung in the well, it'll be enough for the whole family to eat for a while.
Fu San's smile never faded after he returned from town.
He tossed the tricycle to Fu Shi, telling him to go to the dock to collect some more goods, and then rushed to Old Master Fu's house without stopping.
Boss Fu was whittling bamboo tubes in the yard. These bamboo tube traps were quite promising; they planned to make several hundred and throw them out.
"Brother, what's your opinion on the auction of the moonfish?"
Boss Fu treated him like family and asked directly, "What's the price in the county?"
"Several bosses from the port city wanted it and offered ten yuan per kilogram, but I didn't agree."
The fish was weighed at Fu San's house and weighed 158 jin.
At ten yuan a pound, that's 1,580 yuan, which is a huge sum of money.
Fu San added, "I told them it's the highest bidder wins, and asked them to come to me this afternoon to discuss it."
Boss Fu had no objections; he was just waiting to collect the money anyway, so it didn't matter who he sold the fish to.
However, it would be different if it were sold to Kujiro in the end.
"If you sell it to that island nation, you can add 10% to the commission."
If it's not Jiujing Xiong in the end, Boss Fu will take 10% of the money from the deal and give it to Fu San.
Fu San immediately understood what he meant and quickly refused, "Brother, I'm fine with the profit from the fish I caught this morning. I won't take a cut from this moonfish."
Boss Fu didn't bother with him. "One thing at a time, don't nag me."
After Fu San left, Fu Laoda put down what he was holding and went into his room to catch up on sleep.
He knew that Fu San would come to discuss things with him, so he stayed up and didn't go to sleep.
...
It was afternoon soon, and Boss Fu took Fu Wan to Fu San's house.
Fu Ming and Fu Liang were busy making bamboo tubes, so they didn't come along.
Lin Qiuju had just poured a bowl of tea for the two men when Fu San led three middle-aged men into the courtyard.
"Brother, Awan, this is Mr. Liu, the owner of Tenglong Seafood Restaurant in the county."
This is Mr. Zhang, the manager of Haoyunlai Seafood Restaurant in town, and Mr. Wang, the manager of Shengli Hotel in the county.
After Fu Wan and Boss Fu recognized the group, Mr. Wang, the manager of the Victory Hotel, with his shrewd eyes, said, "I've been wanting to meet the elder brother that Fu San mentioned for a long time. Today I've finally met him in person."
Fu San's goods have been so good lately that the other companies are practically ready to drive right to Fu San's house and snatch them up.
Fu Laoda chuckled, "My third brother is reliable, and the business is all thanks to everyone's help."
The group exchanged pleasantries, and within minutes, the courtyard gate was pushed open.
"Boss Fu, this place has been quite a search for me!"
"Or I could tell you to just transport the fish to me, that would save you the trouble."
His arrogant and overbearing tone made the bosses frown.
The three men looked at each other, all knowing that these two were probably the boss surnamed Xue that Fu San had mentioned.
Fu San quickly smoothed things over, "Mr. Xue and Mr. Jiujing have arrived just in time, let's get started!"
It was called an auction, but in reality, each person received a slip of paper. Fu San gave a minimum price of 1,600, and the four people wrote down their own prices based on that.
The highest bidder wins.
Everyone present was clear-headed. Jiujing and Xueqing whispered a few words to each other, and finally wrote down a number on a piece of paper.
After everyone had finished writing, Fu San collected the slips of paper and opened them one by one.
Mr. Liu from the county offered 1800, Mr. Zhang from the town offered 1700, and Mr. Wang from the county offered the highest price of 2000.
His restaurant had just opened and needed a fish with such a gimmick to attract customers.
Xue Qing and his companion appeared nonchalant, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the prices offered by these individuals.
Fu San opened the note Xue Qing had brought over and looked at them with some shock.
"Boss Xue's price is 3000."
There was no suspense left. Xue Qing clasped his hands in greeting to the bosses, saying, "Sorry, you flatter us."
Although those bosses made a wasted trip, they were prepared to be cannon fodder from the start.
Fu San saw them off, and then exchanged money and goods with Xue Qing.
"Mr. Xue, the fish is 3000, the transaction fee is 10, and the total is 3300. Thank you."
Xue Qing's hand, which was reaching for his money, froze. He had prepared three thousand, but he hadn't expected there to be an extra three hundred.
"Fu San, isn't that a bit unfair of you?"
The transaction fee is 300, why doesn't he just rob someone?
Fu San was not intimidated; he felt perfectly justified in earning those three hundred.
They're the ones they're robbing.
“Xue Sang, I have it.”
Kujiro took out a stack of 100-yuan notes from his briefcase. The people here were indeed cunning; luckily, he was prepared.
This moonfish must first be offered to the Emperor, so that he may be able to find that thing at the bottom of the sea.
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