A line of more than twenty fishing boats, like a long dragon, set off for the county town in a grand procession.
The Rising Sun and Harvest followed at a leisurely pace.
Most of these fishing boats belong to the four villages of Baishi Island, with only a few from other places.
After all, fishing boats in each area, especially those that go out early and return late, generally have a relatively fixed fishing area and don't wander off.
Of course, this doesn't apply if you encounter a school of fish.
Fishing boats like those from Baishi Island typically fish in a fan-shaped area within three hours to the east.
It's not worth it if it's any farther, because all the time is wasted on the journey, leaving too little time for homework.
As the sun sets, the sunset pours down on the sea like molten gold, turning the sky orange-red.
The afterglow of the setting sun bathed each fishing boat, draping this bountiful fishing team in a warm golden veil.
A gentle sea breeze caressed the faces of the people on the fishing boats, their expressions filled with satisfaction as they gazed expectantly at the distant fishing pier.
It's getting closer!
Closer!
The county's fishing wharf is naturally incomparable to the small wharf in the village.
Bigger and busier.
It was the time when fishing boats were returning to port, and many returning fishing boats were already docked in the neat rows of berths.
The air was filled with the salty aroma of fresh seafood and the cheerful laughter of people, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
On the shore, a group of fishmongers had been waiting for a long time.
They carried scales and weights in their hands or sacks on their shoulders, their eyes gleaming with cunning and shrewdness, and swarmed ashore as soon as they saw a fishing boat approaching.
The fishing boat at the front of the convoy, which included the Rising Sun, had already docked at the pier, and the boats behind it were also gradually docking.
Ah-chan, who was navigating the boat, also slowed down and slowly prepared to dock.
Suddenly, Feng Ye noticed that the fishing boats that had docked earlier were in conflict with a group of people on the pier, and they were in a standoff.
The once bustling crowd on the dock suddenly dispersed as if avoiding a plague, lest they be caught in the crossfire.
However, these people did not leave, but stayed to watch the excitement.
"Ah Can, hurry up and go over there to help," Feng Ye urged.
Since we came together, we can't just sit idly by; we have to advance and retreat together.
Ah-Can saw it too, and immediately increased the throttle. The boat shook slightly, then steadily adjusted its direction and headed towards the fishing boat where the conflict had occurred.
Seeing this, the other fishing boats that had not yet docked made the same choice as the Rising Sun, speeding up and moving closer.
The Rising Sun did not dock directly at the pier, but instead docked alongside another ship.
Feng Ye pulled on the cable and tied the Rising Sun to the ship next to him.
He then picked up a bamboo pole and jumped over, heading straight for the place where the conflict had occurred.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
In case a fight breaks out, having a bamboo pole in hand will give you an advantage and prevent others from getting close.
Upon getting closer, Feng Ye got a general idea of the situation.
One of the parties in the conflict was the man he rescued and his wife, Guixiang.
However, at this moment, more than a dozen people gathered around them and protected them.
The other side consisted of a group of more than ten young people, all around twenty years old, except for one of the leaders who looked older, perhaps around thirty.
Although this group of people were carrying a large scale and looked like fishmongers, they all had a sleazy and unpleasant appearance and didn't look like good people at all.
Feng Ye understood that this group of people were local thugs and hooligans at the dock.
"What happened? How did we get into trouble with these people as soon as we landed?"
Feng Ye nudged the person who had arrived first and asked with a frown.
"Guixiang was in a hurry to take her husband to the hospital for a check-up, so she randomly found a vendor to sell the fish. Just as they agreed on the price, this group of people came and chased the vendor away."
At this point, the man said angrily, "These people actually wanted to buy the fish for a mere ten cents! Gui Xiang refused to sell, so they tried to force her. It's outrageous!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ye frowned deeply, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.
One cent?
Even the cheapest sardines cost more than a penny.
Even if sold to Feng Jiafa, it could still fetch two cents.
Moreover, this is a county town, so prices are only higher, not lower.
Moreover, they even forced us to buy and sell, which is truly lawless and shows they don't treat fishermen like human beings!
He looked around and saw that the young people had provocative expressions and disdainful sneers on their lips, completely disregarding the fishermen present.
The man in the lead, around thirty years old, sneered, "I'll ask you one more time, are you selling or not?"
"Your price is too low, I won't sell."
"Let me tell you, once we reach the shore, you won't have a choice. You'll have to sell, whether you want to or not."
The man in the lead frowned and waved to his men behind him, signaling them to prepare to attack.
Ah-Can had a fiery temper to begin with, and seeing this, he shouted, "Let's see who dares to lay a hand on me!"
As he spoke, he pointed the long-handled net in his hand forward.
The others also raised all sorts of things in their hands, ready to start fighting if anyone dared to come over.
Feng Ye took a deep breath, gripped the bamboo pole tightly, and said loudly, "We're all just trying to make a living, why be so aggressive?"
"These fish are the result of their hard work all day. How can you force them to buy them like this? Do you have any conscience?"
The leader glanced at Feng Ye sideways, a cold smile playing on his lips: "What is conscience? How much is it worth?"
"At this dock, whatever price I set, that's the price. Ask them, who dares not sell to me?"
He arrogantly surveyed his surroundings, his eyes filled with an undeniable threat.
The onlookers lowered their heads in fear, their eyes filled with anger and helplessness.
They all knew about the evil deeds of these thugs, and although they were resentful, they could only swallow their anger, fearing that if they offended these people, they would have no peace in the future.
However, Feng Ye's side was not afraid of these people, and they all glared angrily at them.
"They wouldn't dare, but we would. We're not selling you our fish today, so what can you do about it?"
As soon as Feng Ye finished speaking, the others around him chimed in, "That's right, we won't sell it to you..."
At this time, more people moored their boats and rushed over with all sorts of things to help out.
Upon seeing this, the leader's face darkened even further: "Fine, very well, you're refusing to sell just because you outnumber me, huh?"
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He then turned and gave an order to a young man standing behind him:
“Chicken Eye, go to the company, find Brother Wei, tell him about the situation here, and ask Brother Wei to gather everyone in the company.”
He then turned back, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "I want to see whether there are more of you or more of us."
"What are you doing crowding here? Get out of my way."
Just then, a shout came from the crowd of onlookers.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
