Chapter 125 The Boss's Style



I reached into my short-sleeved shirt and touched the shoulder blade where the stone had hit me. It was burning with pain, probably because the skin was broken.

Look back at the remaining fish in the basket.

Because of the desperate escape just now, many of the fish in the basket were shaken to pieces.

Wan Feng had no choice but to pick them up one by one, and he only found a dozen pounds of relatively intact fish. The rest he had to take home to eat.

Forget about making money this time, Wang An! You've caused me to lose money and blocked my path to wealth. This is a blood feud. Don't let me run into you in Jiangwei.

Dashutun Village is the largest village in Jiangwei Brigade. Wan Feng walked around the village twice and finally sold all the fish he had picked out by around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The cost of 60 kilograms of fish is 2.5 yuan. He has now sold about 40 kilograms for more than 4 yuan. No matter what, he still has a profit of more than 1 yuan. Even if he doesn't sell the remaining fish, he will not lose money.

"Wan Feng! Why are you selling fish?" When Wan Feng was about to go home, Xu Ying and his deskmate Chen Wenxin came out from a cornfield at the west end of Dashutun Village.

Their faces were flushed as if they had just experienced something exciting. Could it be that these two were lesbians?

Bah! This idea is too dirty. There is no point in being bothered by such messy things at this time.

However, as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Wan Feng's mood improved a lot.

"You two came at the perfect time. The fish I have left are all rotten and broken, and I can't sell them for money. If you don't mind, I'll give you some to take home."

Wan Feng has always been generous to beautiful girls. Chen Wenxin and his deskmate treat him well, and Xu Ying also had a good relationship with him during the sports meet.

Xu Ying and Chen Wenxin are still pretending to be ladies, saying one thing and thinking another.

"Don't dawdle. If you take another handful, I'll take it away. Hurry home and get a basin. Don't bring a big basin. I won't give you any more. I need to save some for myself."

Chen Wenxin and Xu Ying went home laughing and each brought out a basin.

Wan Feng weighed three pounds alone.

"You guys go back and ask your mom to clean up so it won't be too late for dinner. Okay, I'm leaving now."

When passing Shutun, Wan Feng turned into Xu Bin's house.

Xu Bin was loyally managing the books for Wan Feng. When he saw Wan Feng coming, he took Wan Feng to his house to take out the money he had saved.

He has earned more than six dollars in the past few days.

According to the agreement, Wan Feng gave Xu Bin one-third of what he was entitled to, and then weighed more than three kilograms of fish and gave them to his mother.

There were about seven or eight pounds of fish left, so Wan Feng took it home and gave it to his grandmother, so that they could stew fish for dinner.

Grandma cleaned up the chopped fish thoroughly, then made pancakes and corn porridge.

Corn porridge and fish stewed together is a very suitable dish. Zhu Ping drank five bowls of corn porridge that night.

What was infuriating was that he actually insisted on drinking four bowls and refused to admit the last one, causing Wan Feng to argue with him for a long time.

My aunt is so useless. She didn't drink five bowls of corn porridge, but she ate two pancakes and a bowl of porridge.

How can a woman who eats so much get married?

Wan Feng began to worry about his aunt's lifelong affairs.

Since the people in my grandma's family love eating fish so much, Wan Feng brought back two more fish in a row. There were some white clams on Boss Yu's boat today. Boss Yu saw that Wan Feng was very capable, so he gave these seven or eight kilograms of clams to Wan Feng for free and asked him to take them home to eat.

The family was originally having a happy meal, but Zhu Ping said something after the meal that made Wan Feng want to put the bowl of rice on his head.

"We can't eat this fish all the time. How about we get some meat?"

What did he mean? Meat is 70 cents more per pound, which is much more expensive than fish.

The emperor's heart was too high. He wanted to become an immortal after becoming an emperor. Zhu Ping was a living example. After eating fish and clams, he wanted to eat meat. If he had meat, what would he want to eat? Would he want to eat goose? Unfortunately, there seemed to be no goose here.

Wan Feng thought he should be allowed to eat two pieces of grass.

Today is July 15th, the fourth day of the lunar calendar, and the remaining

When Wan Feng got up in the morning, there was nothing on his bicycle. He had unloaded the basket and box at home.

He is going to Gushan today to handle important matters. Regarding the sewing machine issue, Luan Feng will also go there today.

At the Wahou Team headquarters, Luan Feng was standing at the team gate waiting for Wan Feng. She was dressed very simply today, standing gracefully on the side of the road with a faint smile on her face.

Wan Feng appeared from the dirt road in the east. In order to avoid a few ducks, he twisted left and right and almost hit a dung pile on the side of the road.

Luan Feng laughed out loud.

"A woman's laugh sounds like a duck. She needs to change it in the future. She should smile without showing her teeth and be a lady." Wan Feng, who was very annoyed by the duck, directly put the duck on Luan Feng's head.

Luan Feng seemed to be choked, and opened and closed her mouth several times but had nothing to refute.

"Get in the car."

Luan Feng twisted her body and sat on the shelf. The two of them walked and talked, and soon arrived at Gushan.

Wan Feng gave the bicycle to Luan Feng and went to Xiao Jun's house.

Xiao Jun had gotten up early and was waiting for Wan Feng outside the gate. As soon as he saw Wan Feng coming, he pulled Wan Feng into his own room.

"How's it going on your end?"

"It was really hot. A lot of people came to see it. There were so many people gathered at the foot of Solitary Mountain that the police station was alerted. When they came over and saw that it was the man who was reading the book, they left again."

The police at that time were still very responsible.

"Can you look after it?"

"Don't we have people? I have three brothers who help me look after the place. They can read books for free in their free time or at night. You taught me this."

As they were talking, the two of them entered the house.

The guy closed the door like a spy and pulled out a rattling cloth bag from the corner.

"From the afternoon of the last market until yesterday afternoon, all the money was here for four and a half hours. I don't know how much there was. I counted it for the first two days, but then it got bigger and bigger so I stopped counting."

Wan Feng dumped the bag onto the kang with a clatter.

A large pile of coins was rolling all over the kang, among which were a few one-cent and two-cent notes, and the largest denomination was a purple five-cent note.

The two began to count the money.

The Mao notes were put together, and the five-cent, two-cent, and one-cent coins were placed in separate piles.

After sorting is completed, counting begins.

The Mao notes were worth two yuan and ninety cents, the five-cent note was worth three yuan and fifteen cents, and the two-cent note was worth three yuan and fifty-six cents.

The most numerous were one-cent coins, a huge pile of them. Wan Feng and Xiao Jun took half a minute to count them before they could tell that there were two yuan, ten cents and nine cents, which means there were more than two hundred one-cent coins.

The total is eleven yuan and eighty cents.

Wan Feng was also depressed when faced with this pile of coins. He couldn't just walk around the street with a big bag of silver coins on his back.

Wan Feng made a prompt decision and gave all the one-cent coins to Xiao Jun, then counted out one yuan and eighty cents and one cent from the two-cent coins to make a total of four yuan and gave it to Xiao Jun.

Even so, the number of coins Wan Feng had left was not a small number. There were as many as one hundred and thirty or forty five-cent coins and two-cent coins, which was also very significant.

It is better to take it to the supply and marketing cooperative and exchange it for large bills, which are easier to carry.

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