When Fu Wan arrived at the dock, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. Night had long fallen, and she thought everyone should be at home having dinner at this time. However, she did not expect to see the dock surrounded by people in layers from afar.
Strange, today isn't any special day, so why are there so many people at the dock?
As the ship drew closer, the clamor from the dock reached Fu Wan's ears. One particularly familiar voice stood out.
"Haha, I'm telling you, are you convinced or not? Look at the ribbonfish on our boat, they're all top quality. If our cold storage wasn't full, Uncle Chen could still be leading us fishing!"
"Hey Ming, you didn't bring these ribbonfish back with a trawl net, did you?"
"Why don't you get me one to try? I'll see if it really looks good!"
"Get lost! You're shameless! Didn't you see my third uncle weighing the fish here? I've been out for a whole day and night without closing my eyes, and you still have the nerve to eat my fish for free?"
"Haha, what's there to be embarrassed about! I'll trade you a tiger grouper!"
Fu Wan couldn't help but laugh as she listened. If she wasn't mistaken, the person talking to Fu Ming was probably a fellow villager who was used to joking around and didn't really want to take Fu Ming's money for free.
"drop……"
A long, drawn-out whistle rang out, and someone immediately noticed the approaching ship. "Hey, Boss Fu and Fu Wan are back! Ah Ming, stop gloating, your dad and the others are back!"
Upon hearing that Boss Fu's boat had arrived, Fu Ming hurriedly turned around and looked out to sea. At the same time, Old Li was also standing on the dock. He took the rope and chain that Fu Wan threw over and used them to secure the stern of the boat, making it easier for Boss Fu to stop the boat.
"Hey everyone, let's get this going! Once we unload these ships, I'll give you all a bonus!"
Seeing that Boss Fu's boat had come to a stop, Fu San hurriedly shouted to the workers who were unloading the fish.
These people were mostly villagers from the village, whom he had found at the dock beforehand so that he could quickly unload the fish from the boat.
Most of these villagers are young people, but there are also quite a few middle-aged people who take advantage of the time after dinner to earn extra money here.
Since they were all idle anyway, and Fu San was always generous, everyone was happy to work for him.
After the deck panels were lowered, Fu San and Fu Ming were the first to come forward.
"Ah Wan, how was the harvest? Don't unload the cargo, I've arranged everything. Everyone's been working hard for a day and a night, go back and rest early!"
Without hesitation, Fu Wan pointed towards the cold storage.
"Third Uncle, the haul is pretty good. There are a few tuna in the cold storage, quite a few fish in the live water tank, and some on the deck. You can take them down to weigh them first, as these can't fit in the cold storage."
"What?! The cold storage can't hold all this fish?!"
"Haha, alright, alright, then you guys take your things and go home first. Your mother is probably already waiting at home. Hey, I was going to invite you to my house for a meal, but your mother refused, saying the kids were too noisy..."
Fu San chatted with Fu Wan about everyday things, and when he finished, he turned around and waved to the boatmen who were carrying the fish.
"Quickly, move the fish off the deck first, and the fish in the cold storage can be moved later!"
After saying that, Fu San took two more steps closer. He suppressed his excitement and asked Fu Wan in a low voice, "Awan, are those golden spears blue-finned or yellow-finned?"
"Haha, Third Uncle, why don't you go and see for yourself?"
"You silly girl, you're teasing your third uncle again!"
Fu San wasn't annoyed by what he heard and strode excitedly toward the cold storage. He pushed open the door and the blast of cold air made him squint. Then he saw a warehouse full of neatly arranged fish, with several large tuna standing out in particular.
One, two, three, four, five!
Good heavens, five tuna!
Ignoring the cold in the cold storage, Fu San used all four limbs to step on the fish basket and pull out the two largest golden tuna.
Having finally made out the color of the tuna, Fu San excitedly shouted in a low voice.
"Haha, it's bluefin! It's a bluefin golden spear!"
His joy turned to sorrow; he momentarily forgot he was still standing on the fish basket, lost his footing, and fell backward.
Just then, a strong arm grabbed his back.
"Third brother, are you tired of living? Coming to my cold storage to scam me?"
The newcomer was none other than Boss Fu, who had just turned off the engine of the boat. Upon seeing this, Fu San chuckled a few times and excitedly said to Boss Fu, "Brother, you are my real brother."
"Tell me quickly, did you catch all these tuna?"
Fu raised his eyebrows smugly, "I caught the smaller bluefin tuna, Awan caught the bigger one, and the yellowfins were caught by the other people on the boat."
"What, you're asking where the fish came from when you're buying them?"
Fu Laoda teased him on purpose, but Fu San didn't argue with him. "What do you mean by origin? Laoda, seriously, how about I go back and support your whole family? You guys are practically my cash cow!"
"Get lost!"
Fu Laoda laughed and cursed, then turned and walked towards the deck.
Finally, he added, "Hurry up and get weighed. I haven't slept well for a day and a night, I need to get back early!"
"Hey, here it comes!"
Fu San followed Fu Laoda with great enthusiasm. He wasn't exaggerating; he could make at least a thousand yuan by reselling these few tuna.
This amount of money would be more than an average family could earn in a year.
Therefore, the statement that the Fu family is their own cash cow is absolutely true.
Hehe, he's just lucky. He's been clinging to his older brother's coattails for a long time, and his nephews and nieces Fu Wan and Fu Ming treat him well. Otherwise, with their abilities, selling fish in the county town would be a piece of cake.
Fu San hired more than a dozen people, big and small, to move the fish. Seeing this, Fu Wan simply told Fu Qing, Fang Min, and the others to take the seafood that had been sorted before the boat docked and go home.
"Everyone, please rest well at home these next few days. We're reluctant to eat the fish, so let's go out to sea again in a few days if the weather is good!"
"Okay, all done!"
Fu Qing was the first to agree. Fang Min originally wanted to help, but Fu Wan didn't want them to get tired and urged them to get off the boat.
Helpless, Fang Min and the others could only carry their own catch off the boat and go home. As they passed through the crowd, several gossipy villagers stared intently into their fish baskets, eager to see what kind of seafood they had received.
I shouldn't have looked at it, because once I did, it almost made me depressed.
A meter-long ribbonfish, a lobster on my arm, a still-moving mantis shrimp, and at least two bowls of small yellow croaker.
Besides, there were also a lot of crabs on the surface, which was completely different from what they knew about seafood!
When distributing seafood to the boatmen at sea, shouldn't they also give them dead fish and rotten shrimp? These are all items that can be sold.
And these are expensive seafood items! Is the treatment on Fu Wan's ship really this good?!
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