"Get lost, keep the change, I'll give you the 65 cents."
Feng Ye and A Can were disgusted and threw him a dollar like they were dealing with a beggar.
"Damn it, what bad luck. Why did I have to choose someone like this? If I had known, I wouldn't have sold it to him..."
Ah-Can spat at the trafficker's retreating figure.
"Forget it, don't bother with this kind of person. It's late, we need to get down to business."
Feng Ye patted A-Can on the shoulder and turned to walk towards the driver's seat.
They need to quickly transfer the large fish from the hold to the Harvest ship so that Feng Jiaqing and Feng Jialing can sail back as soon as possible.
The sun has already set, and it will take more than an hour to get back.
Feng Ye started the boat, reversed it, and then drove it to stop next to the Harvest.
Then, they got busy.
Feng Jiaqing and others also came to help, except for Xiao Zhaojun, who was still watching the weighing.
The Harvest caught far more sardines, possibly more than twice as many as the Rising Sun, so it naturally took longer to weigh them.
It took nine people four trips to move eighteen large fish.
The main problem was that some of the fish were too big; it took three or four people to lift them.
Afterwards, Feng Jiaqing couldn't wait to sail back, not even bothering to clean the deck and cabin.
"Brother, you and Ah-Can go buy some ice, I'll go find out about the market."
After telling Feng Xuan and A-Can, Feng Ye jumped off the Harvest and wandered around the dock.
He knew exactly where the market was in the future and when it opened, but in this day and age, he was completely clueless.
He quickly found out the truth.
The market is the same one from later generations; its location has not changed, and it was newly built in the last two years.
The opening time is also the same, 2 a.m.
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