With everyone's efforts, the two nets of fish were quickly packed up and put into the freezer. Now that there was a channel, Zheng Gan decided to rest there and wait until tomorrow morning to start the return voyage.
More than half of the people present were fishing abroad for the first time. They lacked experience and were not used to such a large workload. After sorting the two nets, they were already exhausted.
After discussing tomorrow's sales with Song Zhao, he went into the cabin with everyone to rest. He was very tired today. If he had such a heavy workload every day, it would be a mixture of pain and happiness.
As he was thinking, he fell asleep, because there was everything in his dream.
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The next day, Song Zhao found Zheng Gan and told him that he had contacted the buyer via satellite phone. As long as he drove the boat back to a small fish dock next to Hambantota Port, someone would come to pick up the goods.
Since everything was ready, Zheng Gan didn't say anything more and directly notified the ship to start returning. He communicated with Lin Hao, Song Zhao and others this morning and felt that if they had a fixed supplier, they could work one day and rest the next.
Otherwise, no one would be able to bear long-term high-intensity work.
The boat started quickly and it took more than four hours to finally return to the small fishing pier next to Hambantota Port.
This fish pier is not very big, it is just an ordinary small pier, not even as big as the pier in Xiaohai Village, and basically only small wooden boats dock here.
"Uncle Song, when will the buyer you mentioned come?" Zheng Gan asked casually, but he was actually already anxious.
Song Zhao didn't care. He got off the boat first and went to look for someone. After about ten minutes, he came back with a young man who was about the same age as Zheng Gan.
"Huh?" Zheng Gan was stunned for a moment. He had not inquired in detail about the consignee before, but subconsciously thought that he was a foreigner. He didn't expect that he was actually a Chinese.
"Agan, this is my son. He specializes in seafood purchasing business in Sri Lanka." Song Zhao introduced.
Zheng Gan was really confused now. He never expected that the consignee was actually his son. This was ridiculous. No wonder he said that he didn't work here anymore and it was impossible for him to have any connections.
This is someone's biological son. I'm speechless. Both sides are making money.
Of course, Zheng Gan didn't have much resistance. Even if he was given a 2% dividend, he wouldn't say anything. After all, it was just like a bonus. What's wrong with his son? As long as they can make money, it's fine.
"Hello, Mr. Zheng, I'm Song Lei." Song Lei came forward to greet him with a smile, looking like a complete businessman, completely different from his father Song Zhao, who was a taciturn person.
"Mr. Song, you are too polite. We will have to rely on you for the fish on our boat in the future." Zheng Gan also acted like a mercenary businessman and started a conversation enthusiastically.
"Mr. Zheng, let's make it clear in advance that business is business. Even if my dad is on your ship, the price will be based on the market price." There was nothing wrong with what Song Lei said.
Zheng Gan is not a person who likes to take advantage of others. As long as the prices are similar, the best option is to sell it directly locally.
"No problem, anything is negotiable as long as the price is right."
The three of them chatted as they got on the boat, planning to go check out the catch first. Song Zhao did not follow them to discuss the price, and they went back to the cockpit as soon as they got on the boat.
"I didn't expect that you guys, Mr. Zheng, could get so much harvest on your first trip. I admire you." Looking at the hairtail in the freezer, Song Lei exclaimed in amazement. This was what he really thought. It was really rare that you caught a lot of fish on your first trip to the sea with just two nets.
Zheng Gan just smiled and said nothing. It goes without saying that the rewards from the new copy must be great.
"The quality and size are both good. How about this, 27 yuan per catty?" Song Lei carefully looked at the quality of the hairtail fish and then gave a price.
Under normal circumstances, the price of frozen hairtail shipped back to China from abroad is between 25-30 yuan, and sometimes even lower. The current price of 27 yuan is considered good.
So Zheng Gan agreed after a brief consideration. The two nets pulled up nearly eight tons of hairtail in total, which means that the first batch of fish sold was worth nearly 450,000 yuan. Some rotten fish and shrimps could also be sold for a certain price. Generally speaking, a good start was achieved.
The price had been decided, and the two had reached a cooperation agreement, and then returned to the dock.
"Mr. Zheng, the conditions in the ship's freezer are very good. I think you can bring back more next time. This will save you trouble, and it will save me trouble too." Song Lei suggested.
It is indeed a bit troublesome to go out and come back every time, and Song Lei has a big appetite. He really doesn't care about a mere eight tons of hairtail.
"Okay, then next time I'll stay outside for a few more days and then we can trade again." Zheng Gan nodded. He originally wanted to do the same as before in China, work a day and rest a day, but now that the other party's appetite is so big, he decided to implement the second plan as soon as possible.
Not long after, Song Lei's people started to load the goods on board. Taking advantage of this time, Zheng Gan also started to implement the second plan.
When discussing the sale of goods with Zhao Xing and others, I also mentioned that I wanted to find a few local people to come on board to help with sorting. In this way, we can stay outside for a few more days and save a lot of fuel costs.
Zhao Xing has already gone to check on this matter, and he still contacted people from the port. There was no other way, he was unfamiliar with the place, and now he only knew Song Lei, and didn't know anyone else.
With the money paving the way, the port was able to make arrangements quickly, and there was still a lot of local labor.
We found a total of four local experienced people, and they could speak a little Mandarin, which was very good. Otherwise, it would be a hassle if they couldn't communicate on the boat.
After secretly stuffing the cigarettes and alcohol prepared in advance into the hands of the port staff, he returned to the ship with four seemingly honest locals.
"Everyone come here." Zheng Gan called out to everyone who was resting, preparing to hold a small meeting.
"These four people are helpers the company found for us locally. They are specifically responsible for helping us with the sorting work on the ship," he introduced the four foreigners.
The four of them are locals, about forty or fifty years old, middle-aged men, with a build that shows that they are capable of working, and their appearance is a bit similar to the people in India.
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