"Heavens! Did my cousin really send this? He knows me so well!"
Fu Ming exclaimed in surprise. The most eye-catching items in the box were the several heavy lure fishing rods. When Fu Wan's fishing rods were seen earlier, not only Fu Ming but also Fu Laoda were very envious.
When he saw the fishing rods in the package, he was overjoyed. Look at the colors of those fishing rods: black, gold, and dark blue. Who else could they be but him?
Fu Wan ignored him. In addition to the fishing rod, there was a large bag of chocolates in the package, as well as three beautiful scarves, which looked like they were for the women.
"Hey, there's a letter here!"
Fu Ming picked up the fishing rod, and Fu Wan, with her sharp eyes, noticed an envelope under the rod. She quickly picked it up, and on it, written crookedly, was the message: "A letter to A-Wan".
Yes, this is Jack's handwriting. She opened the envelope. Jack's Chinese was limited, and the text inside was even a bit incoherent, but since they got along well in Los Angeles, it didn't prevent Fu Wan from understanding what he meant.
She quickly read through the letter, and Ye Xiaocui and the others next to her hurriedly asked, "Awan, what did the letter say?"
"Yeah, this handwriting is so bad, did Jack write it?"
Fu Wan handed the letter to Boss Fu, then nodded and smiled, "It was written by Jack. He said in the letter that he misses us very much, and these things were prepared for us by them together."
Fu Wan glossed over the matter in one sentence, but Jack actually said more than that. In fact, Jack had started missing Fu Wan ever since she left Los Angeles last time.
Especially when he went to sea with Robert and the others, those bastards returned empty-handed, which made Jack miss the time when he went to sea with Fu Wan even more.
But Jack, being a foreigner, can't frequently travel to China. Firstly, visas aren't guaranteed to be approved, and secondly, it requires a significant amount of money. And Jack is, after all, a working stiff who needs to go to work every day.
After Fu Wan and Bai Qianzhou went to Florida, the news of them catching bluefin tuna reached Los Angeles through Mr. William's mouth. Jack and his friends were very proud. When Fu Fengying mentioned that it was Chinese New Year, Jack had the idea of sending some gifts to Fu Wan and Bai Qianzhou.
The fishing rod was indeed for Fu Ming and Fu Wan. Fu Fengying also knew about Fu Ming's marriage, and she even sent two thousand dollars to Fu Ming as a wedding gift from afar.
The bag of chocolates was prepared by Song Zhirong's wife, Jiang Lan, and she also helped choose the scarves inside—three scarves, one for Fu Wan, one for Qin Anning, and one for Ye Xiaocui.
Besides these things, Jack also complained in the letter about Song Zhirong's lack of support for his fishing trip at sea, and told Fu Wan about another thing that made Fu Wan's heart flutter.
The area they visited last time was teeming with king crabs. Jack was eager to try it out and specifically asked Fu Wan in his letter if she wanted to come and visit.
He even went so far as to give up a month's salary to help Fu Wan with her airfare.
It would be a lie to say I'm not tempted. Although king crabs don't have much meat, if they were plentiful, I could definitely try to experience what it's like to have king crab freedom.
China does not have king crabs. In later generations, with the development of economy and technology, many goods have crossed the ocean to reach China and then been served on the Chinese people's dining table.
However, in this situation, the high logistics costs result in inflated prices for king crabs, with a single king crab sometimes costing as much as thousands or tens of thousands of Chinese yuan.
Although tempted, Fu Wan shook her head at the thought of another fifteen-hour flight to Los Angeles. Last time, if it weren't for the conviction that she had to complete the mission assigned by the organization, she definitely wouldn't have wanted to go.
Fifteen hours of travel, not to mention the bumpy ride, jet lag was also very uncomfortable.
But it's okay if she doesn't go; she can send Jack and the others some souvenirs from their hometown. As for whether or not to go to Los Angeles, she'll decide later.
Thinking this, Fu Wan took out the items from the box one by one.
It was at this moment that she discovered there were two beautiful conch shell bracelets in the box.
Wow, what a beautiful conch shell!
Fu Ling stared at the bracelet in Fu Wan's hand with sparkling eyes. It was the first time she had ever heard that seashells could be strung together and worn on the wrist.
Fu Wan carefully examined the conch shells on the bracelet. Fortunately, they were all small conch shells commonly found in China, but their bright colors made them look very pretty when worn.
That makes sense. The package was sent by mail, and it must have been inspected before it arrived in China. Besides, judging from the date it was sent, it was almost a month ago.
Basically, the package was sent out as soon as Fu Wan returned to China.
If there were any prohibited items, they would likely have been confiscated by customs. And I wouldn't have only just discovered a package that had traveled across the ocean; customs would have already contacted the post office to explain the situation.
Fu Wan gave one bracelet to each of Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu.
"This is a gift from your cousin's daughter, Song Yuqing. Take a look and see if you like it. If you want to give it to her, I'll send it to her later."
"I love it! I want to give her a conch shell too!"
"Me too!"
Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu were very fond of the bracelet. The colors on it were cleverly matched, and it didn't make their hands look dark when worn, but instead added a touch of the mysterious ocean.
Boss Fu put down his fishing rod, turned around and asked Fu Wan, "Wan, are you planning to send something to America?"
"Yes, my aunt is too old to travel back and forth. Since people have sent us gifts, it wouldn't be right for us not to reciprocate."
Knowing Jack's childlike nature, if he didn't reciprocate, Jack would definitely nag about it every day.
Upon hearing this, Boss Fu nodded repeatedly, "That's right, then I'll go with your mother and see if we can prepare some things for the house."
"Yes, but you can't send meat, or it won't pass customs."
Fu Laoda and Ye Xiaocui felt a little regretful upon hearing this, as they had originally planned to send some rabbits and pork that their family had dried.
But it's okay, even if meat can't be sent, we can send something else.
Ye Xiaocui immediately had an idea. When she heard that Fu Fengying had a granddaughter, she decided to buy some good yarn and knit a sweater for the child.
After discussing it, Fu Wan put the chocolate in the refrigerator. Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu liked it, but Ye Xiaocui found it a bit bitter.
"Coo coo coo..."
Fu Ming's stomach suddenly growled, and Ye Xiaocui couldn't help but nag, "Hurry up and put the food down, wash your hands, and eat. The food will get cold."
"Okay, sure!"
Fu Laoda and Fu Ming quickly agreed. It was at this moment that Fu Laoda remembered something and took out a piece of paper from his inner pocket and handed it to Fu Wan.
"Awan, put away the purchase order for the fish."
Fu Wan took the document and unfolded it to see that the haul from this overseas trip was quite impressive, with the purchase list filled with entries.
The prices of common fish were all listed, and because he had sold tuna before, Fu San even estimated the price for tuna.
"By the way, Wan, your third uncle said there's been progress on the seafood boat acquisition. He'll come and tell you after he's done with his work tomorrow!"
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