With the 240 yuan he had just received tucked away, and carrying a clean bucket, Feng Ye left Jinghong Hotel with a smug grin.
It's still early; the ferry back won't depart until 3 p.m.
Feng Ye decided not to call a car and walked directly to the fishing dock, taking the opportunity to see the county town before its dramatic transformation.
The county town in later years was very prosperous, and it annexed several towns and villages to form the urban area. The old town was transformed into modern residential areas and commercial districts.
But the county town is very small now, with only a few streets, and most of the houses are low, two or three stories high, with only a few five or six-story buildings, and high-rise buildings are nowhere to be seen.
Although the county town is small and underdeveloped, it has a large flow of people and is bustling with activity.
Feng Ye strolled around, looking here and there as if he had never seen the world before.
Suddenly I saw a shop selling fried snacks on the side of the street, and my mouth watered instantly.
He has always liked fried food.
It's almost noon, so let's have lunch here.
I bought an oyster pancake from the vendor. One bite revealed it to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a wonderful aroma.
"Boss, authentic, give me another one... four more... eight more, please."
Feng Ye initially thought of buying one for his wife, but then he thought that he should also buy one for his son, and for his parents.
Then I realized that my parents might not be willing to eat it and would give it to my older brother's son and daughter, so I decided to just have one for each of us.
Oyster pancakes aren't expensive these days; one costs only 30 cents, and eight cost only 2.4 yuan.
Compared to the huge sum of money I just earned, it's nothing.
As Feng Ye watched the shop owner wrap the oyster pancakes one by one in newspaper, he couldn't help but frown.
Damn, people these days have no sense of hygiene.
But there's no other way; plastic bags aren't widely available yet, so most people have to bring their own containers when they buy things, or use straw bundles or newspaper wrappers.
After putting the oyster cakes into a clean bucket, Feng Ye went into a shop that sold cigarettes and alcohol.
He paid 24 yuan, then added a few more to make it 30 yuan, which he used to buy a pack of cigarettes and two bottles of decent liquor.
After thinking about it, he bought his father a pack of decent Chengfeng cigarettes.
He did want to buy cigarettes, but they were already very expensive at that time, costing over 100 yuan a pack.
It's not that I can't afford it, it's just that would his dad dare to smoke it?
He'll just sell it back to the store, lose money, and get scolded for nothing.
In his past life, he was a heavy smoker, consuming at least a pack and a half a day. But after being reborn, he somehow lost his addiction and didn't care whether he smoked or not, so he didn't buy any for himself.
As we walked and shopped, we bought quite a few things and gradually arrived at the fishing pier.
Shops selling fish traps and fishing nets are mostly concentrated near the fishing pier.
Feng Ye randomly chose a store, went in and bargained for a while, and bought 50 20-meter-long fish traps.
There were actually longer cages available, but he felt they weren't necessary.
20 meters is just right. If you really feel it's not long enough, you can connect them together and make it as long as you want.
He originally wanted to buy a gillnet, but considering that the fish are too active now and would wear out the net, he didn't buy one and instead bought a longline.
I didn't buy a ready-made one; I bought the hooks and line. I'll have his wife make it when we get back; that would be more cost-effective.
We took the ferry back, arriving at Lujia Village around 4:30. After waiting for another hour and a half, we boarded the ferry back to Dongtou Village. By the time we got home with his father, it was almost 6:30.
If there weren't so many cages that he couldn't carry them all by himself, he would have walked back.
Upon entering the house, I saw only three children; the adults were not there.
His eldest brother's daughter, Feng Yanmei, is already twelve years old, and his son, Feng Xidong, is nine years old.
They're all grown up, so taking care of a small child is no problem at all.
"Uncle, Grandpa, you're back?"
"Great! Uncle and Grandpa are back, now we can go play."
"father."
His son, Feng Xinan, with his short legs, grabbed Feng Ye's foot in one go.
Feng Ye bent down and picked up her son: "Xiao Mei, where are your grandma and the others?"
"Grandma, Aunt, and my parents went fishing."
"Uncle bought you oyster pancakes, one for each of you."
Feng Ye rummaged through the bucket and took out oyster cakes, placing them one by one on the table.
The three children's eyes lit up instantly.
"Uncle, you're so kind."
"Oyster pancakes, they smell so good!"
Even Feng Xinan didn't want him to hold her anymore, and kept leaning forward, trying to get something from the table.
"You brat, don't rush, Dad will peel it open for you."
As she spoke, she picked up an oyster pancake, unwrapped the newspaper, and handed it to her son.
Feng Xinan grabbed the oyster cake with both of her little hands and started to gnaw on it.
"Dad, I bought oyster pancakes, you should have one too."
Seeing Feng Jiaqing put the cage in and come in, Feng Ye pointed to the table.
Feng Jiaqing frowned, his face darkened, and he was about to start cursing.
Feng Ye quickly interjected, "Don't rush to scold me. I sold the goose barnacles for a good price, so I don't need to worry about this little bit."
Feng Jiaqing's expression finally improved: "Is it really a good thing?"
"Of course."
How much did you sell it for?
"50 yuan per jin, mine is 175 yuan, and the older brother's is 65 yuan."
"So expensive!"
Feng Jiaqing was astonished.
"I've met a boss who knows his stuff."
"But you can't just spend money recklessly after you've made a little. There's a huge pile of oysters at home. If you want some, can't you just ask your mother to make some?"
Feng Jiaqing glared at Feng Ye, but his hand instinctively reached for the oyster pancakes on the table.
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