As the sun set, darkness gradually fell, and night descended.
At Dongtou Village Wharf, most of the fishing boats, large and small, have returned and are quietly moored on the dock, waiting for their next voyage.
On the beach near the pier, some hardworking people were diligently digging in the sand before the tide came in.
The small wooden boat swayed gently as it approached the dock.
After mooring and securing the boat, the five men disembarked, each carrying a bucket, and headed to Feng Jiafa's purchasing point.
There were hardly any people left on the dock, so there was no need to guard it.
"Oh, it's you guys. I was wondering whose boat came back earlier? Why are you so late?"
When Feng Jiafa saw them arriving at the collection point one by one carrying buckets, he asked in surprise.
"Uncle Fa, stop nagging and hurry up and get the goods. We need to get back for dinner; we're starving."
Feng Ye said weakly.
Feng Jiafa glanced at everyone and saw that they were all listless and dejected. He immediately stopped arguing and weighed and calculated the money for each person.
This time, Feng Ye didn't even bother to haggle; whatever Feng Jiafa said, that's what he got.
Ah-chan and the Xiao brothers caught their catch in a puddle, so after they sold theirs, they went on a boat to fetch their own catch to sell.
Because Feng Ye and his crew were almost the last ship to return, and they received almost no cargo afterward, the Feng family paid them in cash.
Feng Ye received a total of 165 yuan. He sold 124 yuan worth of his own catch, mainly blue crabs. The total value of the goods from the pond was 205 yuan, which was exactly 41 yuan per person.
Everyone else had varying amounts, but they were all quite satisfied. After all, even Xiao Guowen, who sold the least, still received over seventy yuan.
In fact, their harvest was far more than that; some of the miscellaneous items mixed together in the baskets on the boat could be sold for money, such as cowrie shells.
However, those items need to be taken back and sorted before they can be sold.
After selling all the goods, he borrowed a cart and a few baskets from Feng Jiafa and returned to the side of the boat.
First, they packed the harvest that they had dumped on the boats into baskets, then carried them off the boats one by one and placed them on carts.
Several people pushed a cart and went to A-Can's house first to unload his goods, then to the Xiao brothers' house, and finally to Feng Ye and Feng Xuan, who lived the highest house.
Before he even reached his doorstep, Feng Ye saw Ye Qingling carrying the child and coming to greet him.
"Why are you so late? Next time you're late, please let your family know. Everyone is worried about you."
Ye Qingling came up to her and said reproachfully.
"What's there to worry about? There are five of us. We had too much cargo on the island, and we ran into a puddle, which took some time, so we were late."
"It's better to be safe than sorry."
"Pah, pah, pah, what if? Can't you just hope for something good for me?"
As they were talking, Xiao Chunxiu and Du Guilan also came out.
Xiao Chunxiu and Du Guilan stared in astonishment as they saw the cart full of baskets.
"Wow, there's so much to dig up on this deserted island!"
"No one has ever set foot on this isolated island. The rocks are covered with all sorts of things. Look at these mussels, oysters, and clams; they're all quite big. We also caught some fish and crabs, which we've already sold."
As they reached the door and unloaded their goods, Feng Ye eagerly asked, "Have you eaten? I'm starving!"
"We've already eaten; the food is in the kitchen."
"knew."
Feng Ye dashed into the kitchen, opened the pot lid, and sure enough, the food was inside.
I grabbed a set of bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard and wolfed down my food in the kitchen.
The whole family split into two groups and sorted and organized the items in the yard, especially those that could be sold.
Du Guilan also chased her son and daughter, who were watching TV next door, back to work.
After eating and drinking his fill, Feng Ye took a chair from the main room and sat down in the courtyard to rest.
He watched his parents and wife work with a clear conscience, without offering to help at all.
After sitting for a while, he suddenly remembered the 165 yuan he had on him, so he took it out of his pocket and handed it to Ye Qingling like a treasure: "Wife, this is the money I just made, here you go."
"165 yuan? What are you selling that's worth so much??"
Ye Qingling wiped the mud off her apron, took the items, counted them, and then was surprised.
The others in the courtyard also looked at Feng Ye in surprise.
"What else could it be? Fish, shrimp, and crab."
Feng Ye said it casually.
Speak like a human.
Feng Jiaqing glared at him.
“I caught nine blue crabs, seven or eight pounds of razor clams, an octopus…then we dug up a puddle together and caught a three-striped fish, a tiger grouper, and a red eel in it…”
Feng Ye recounted his findings as if they were his most treasured possessions.
"Ah Ye, did your brother also make money from selling it?"
Du Guilan looked over hopefully.
Feng Ye nodded: "Of course."
Upon hearing this, Du Guilan stood up and rushed into the kitchen to ask Feng Xuan for money.
Feng Jiaqing kept shaking his head as he watched.
This wife of mine is obsessed with money.
Then he asked, "Did others gain a lot?"
"Not as many as me."
Are you going again tomorrow?
“Tomorrow…” Feng Ye suddenly shouted, “Wait a minute.”
"Waaah...woo..."
The son, who was squatting on the ground playing with sea snails, was startled and sat down on the ground with a thud, bursting into tears.
Ye Qingling glared at Feng Ye, then quickly hugged her son and comforted him.
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