Feng Ye took a quick shower, finishing in just a few minutes.
Back in the main room, he said to Feng Xuan, who was still soaking wet, "Brother, I'm done washing up, you can go wash up now."
There is only one shower room, which is shared by two families.
After saying that, he sat down to help with the sorting.
Valuable items were sorted and packed into baskets for sale later, while the less valuable items were kept for personal consumption.
Although there was a lot of goods, they were easy to sort. However, the crabs required an extra step: their legs had to be tied.
However, he quickly sorted his goods and then helped his older brother with the sorting.
By the time all the goods had been sorted, the rain had almost stopped.
The father and his two sons then hurriedly loaded the sorted goods into baskets and onto a cart to sell.
Feng Jiaqing, who was selling goods, did not go with them; instead, he had the two brothers pull him along.
"Ah Ye, go and call Uncle Fa. I'll push it to the dock first."
Reaching the fork in the road, Feng Xuan spoke up.
The collection point was just where Feng Jiafa received the goods; his home was actually not far from Feng Ye's home, only a three or four-minute walk away.
"Okay, take it easy."
When Feng Ye arrived at the Feng family to make his fortune, he was sitting in the main room, legs crossed, smoking and drinking tea.
"Why did you come here, Ah Ye? Come, have some tea."
Upon seeing Feng Ye, he got up, grabbed a cup, and prepared to pour tea.
"Uncle Fa, please excuse the tea. My brother is waiting for you to collect the goods."
Feng Jiafa paused, his hand still holding the teacup. "You guys went out to sea during a typhoon? Are you out of your minds?"
He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, your boat has already been brought ashore, how could it possibly go out to sea? Besides, with your little shabby boat, it wouldn't last long before it falls apart, I doubt you have the guts."
"During a typhoon, let alone my little wooden boat, even a metal boat wouldn't dare to go out to sea. My brother and I found it on the beach when the tide was out."
Feng Ye was both amused and exasperated.
Going out to sea during a typhoon is like lighting a lantern in a toilet—it's suicide!
"Found it on the beach? You guys are clever, knowing that there are big winds and waves during typhoons and things get swept up. But you guys are too daring, aren't you afraid of getting swept away by the waves?"
"Be careful, it'll be alright."
Feng Jiafa nodded: "That's true. Don't be too greedy. It's okay to pick up some things where the waves don't reach. What did you pick up? Why didn't you just bring them home?"
“There’s a lot of stuff. If we deliver it to your house, you’ll have to take it to the recycling station anyway. It’s better to have my brother take it directly to the recycling station.”
"Looks like you've picked up quite a lot!"
"I guarantee you'll be very surprised."
...
"Holy crap, how did you guys get such a huge manta ray?"
When Feng Jiafa arrived at the dock, he was stunned to see the giant manta ray lying on the cart.
"Found it on the beach."
Feng Ye spoke casually, but he was quite pleased with himself.
"How come you guys are so lucky?"
Feng Jiafa felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment. After looking at the other baskets, he became completely dejected.
"Make an offer, Uncle Fa, how much will you pay for this stingray?"
As he spoke, Feng Ye patted the manta ray.
The manta ray was still alive and gently patted its pectoral fin.
"Let's weigh it first, then we can talk about the price."
Feng Ye glanced at his elder brother and nodded.
The three of them carried the manta ray into the collection point and weighed it.
"162 jin 4 liang, I'll give you 2.5 yuan per jin."
"2.5 yuan a pound, Uncle Fa, where is your conscience? We're from the same village, how can you rip me off?"
Upon hearing the price, Feng Ye immediately started making a fuss.
"Nonsense, who ripped you off? This is the price of a stingray."
"Tch, you haven't even ripped me off yet. The meat might be this price, but you haven't included the gills."
Feng Jiafa asked, puzzled, "Puffed fish gills? What are puffed fish gills?"
"You don't even know about the gills of the pufferfish?"
Now it was Feng Ye's turn to be shocked.
Feng Jiafa shook his head: "I really don't know."
Seeing that Feng Jiafa didn't seem to be pretending to be stupid, Feng Ye's heart skipped a beat.
It's over.
If it can't fetch a good price, does that mean we have to sell it at a loss?
Even Feng Xuan asked in confusion, "A-Ye, what are the gills of the puffy fish?"
Feng Ye gave a wry smile: "The gills of the manta ray are actually the gills of the stingray. They can be used in medicine and are very expensive."
The manta ray gill is also called the manta ray gill, the horned fish gill, or the beetle gill.
The process is quite simple: just take it out, wash it, and dry it directly in the sun.
In later generations, the price of swamp fish gills was so high that they were sold by the gram, with one gram costing several dollars.
Many things, though possessing certain medicinal value, are ordinary and inexpensive before being hyped up. But once hyped up, they become panaceas.
The gills of the pufferfish are like this.
The key issue is that the medicinal value of the gills of the pufferfish lacks medical evidence and is not included in the Pharmacopoeia. It is not recognized by traditional Chinese medicine authorities. There is only a folk custom of using it as medicine, which is believed to have the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying, promoting the eruption of smallpox rashes, and promoting lactation.
Feng Ye knew all this information, but he didn't know if it was true or false. However, that didn't stop him from wanting to sell it for a high price.
"Are you serious?"
Feng Jiafa and Feng Xuan both stared wide-eyed.
Why would I lie to you?
Feng Jiafa said irritably, "If you can fool me, you can sell it for a good price."
Feng Ye smiled wryly and said, "I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, cut off the gills and I'll take them with me, and I'll sell you the meat."
“Logically, I should believe you, but I really haven’t heard of it…” Feng Jiafa hesitated for a moment before saying, “So I don’t care whether what you’re saying is true or false, I only make money from what I know. You take the gills, and I’ll keep the meat.”
Feng Ye joked, "Don't regret it after you find out!"
Feng Jiafa said firmly, "Even if it's really as you say, I won't regret it."
"Alright, then cut off the gills."
Feng Jiafa found a knife and cut off both gills of the fish. When he weighed it, it weighed a full 2.4 jin (1.2 catties).
"After removing the gills, there are still 160 jin left. Multiplying that by the unit price of 2.5 yuan, it is exactly 400 yuan."
"My brother and I found this stingray together. We'll pay first, then we'll see what's left."
Feng Jiafa took out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out four 100-yuan bills, and gave two hundred yuan each to Feng Ye and Feng Xuan.
"The manta ray is even now. Come on, help me carry him to the freezer."
He couldn't transport the ice out in time during the typhoon, but luckily he had two large freezers for storing ice, so he had to make do with storing it in the freezers for the time being.
Feng Jiafa opened a freezer, scooped out all the remaining ice fragments, and then the three of them carried it inside together.
Next, we weighed the remaining seafood and negotiated the price.
Everything else was fine; Feng Jiafa offered fairly reasonable prices, based on his usual purchase prices. However, it took considerable persuasion to reach an agreement on the Chinese Splendid Lobster.
In the end, Feng Ye's harvest sold for a total of 432 yuan, while Feng Xuan's was slightly less, but still 385 yuan.
After receiving the money, the two hurriedly pushed the cart home.
This awful weather, it's going to rain again soon, can't it just stay like this for a little while longer?
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