Feng Ye sighed, "Sigh, there's no time for trawling. I have to go to the county every day before I can go out to sea. It's such a waste of time."
"What are you doing going to the county? And doing it every day?"
Feng Jiafa was surprised.
"I've dried so many fish, do you dare leave them at home? If there's a heavy rain, they'll all be ruined!"
"Oh, that's right. Given your situation, it's not a good idea to put it there. I heard you bought a shop in the county; is it stored there?"
"Yeah, we can sell some too."
"Does it sell well?" Feng Jiafa asked curiously.
Feng Ye said indifferently, "It's alright."
"What does 'okay' mean?"
"Stop asking, it's a trade secret. Get back to work."
"cut!"
Just as they finished unloading the goods, Feng Jiaqing and his group returned, bringing back a few empty baskets.
First, they loaded the goods to be sold onto a cart and pushed it to Feng Jiafa's shop, then continued to transport miscellaneous fish to the new house.
This time, Xiao Guowen and his brother, along with Xiao Yunjiang, were also helping with the transfer, leaving only Xiao Zhaojun at the bow of the boat to watch over things.
Although they are just small fry, and the villagers are relatively simple and honest, you still have to keep an eye on them.
Never gamble with people's hearts.
If even one person loses control, the entire stock could be looted.
Now that Xiao Zhaojun had some free time, he was in the mood to answer the villagers' various questions and chat with them about his experiences and gains from this voyage.
At Feng Jiafa's shop, Feng Ye kept urging Feng Jiafa to weigh the goods quickly.
"What's the rush?" Feng Jiafa replied unhurriedly, then asked, "How many shares do you own in the Harvest Ship?"
He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but he hadn't had the right opportunity until now.
There's gossip about this in the village, but it's all just hearsay, with all sorts of rumors circulating, so it's not very credible.
Now that the person in question is here, it's a good time to ask.
“Three shares: my brother and Ah-Can share one share, and Uncle Jun’s family owns six shares.”
Feng Ye didn't hide anything and spoke frankly.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jiafa felt somewhat envious.
"Three shares? Then you must have made a fortune! With such a big ship, you can reap a lot of rewards from just one voyage."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "I can definitely make money, but how much is beyond my control. It depends on Uncle Jun and the others, since I'm not on the ship."
Feng Jiafa nodded in understanding.
As he weighed the goods, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "How was their catch this time? They've got so many small fish, they must have had a good haul, right?"
"I don't know, I haven't asked yet."
Feng Ye shook his head. "But it should be good, otherwise they would have come back long ago. Why would they have been gone for more than ten days?"
"That's true. We'll go out as soon as the typhoon stops; it's impossible for the harvest to be bad."
Feng Jiafa nodded.
Feng Ye agreed with this statement, but he just smiled and urged him to weigh the item quickly.
He's busy today; he has a lot to do.
There aren't many goods today, and none of them are particularly valuable; they're all ordinary items.
Therefore, it didn't fetch much money, only 382 yuan.
As he walked out of the store with the money, he ran into Feng Jiaqing and his group returning once again.
That way we can send the empty baskets back to the boat, saving him the trouble of carrying them by hand and on his shoulders.
After delivering the last shipment, Xiao Zhaojun said with a smile, "The three of us will head back first. After dinner, come to my house and we'll settle this month's accounts."
"Okay, we'll go after we eat."
Feng Ye agreed, then, remembering that Xiao Zhaojun had taken all the dried fish and shrimp from his house, he quickly added, "Uncle Jun, would you like to take some of these miscellaneous fish and shrimp back to dry?"
"No need," Xiao Zhaojun waved his hand dismissively. "We have just as many at home."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "Uncle Jun, you're wrong. You can't find a single dried fish or shrimp in your house right now."
Xiao Zhaojun was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What's going on? I clearly remember there were still several hundred catties of stock!"
The brothers Xiao Guowen and Xiao Guowu were also stunned, looking at Feng Ye with puzzled expressions.
Feng Ye said smugly, "Hehe, you guys don't know yet, do you? I bought all your dried fish and shrimp and sold them."
Xiao Zhaojun's eyes widened. "When did this happen?"
"You've only been at sea for a few days. You should ask Sister Wen for details when you get back."
Feng Ye shrugged.
"I see. Then take a basket of shrimp back and dry them as snacks. We can skip the other fish."
"OK."
Feng Ye unloaded a basket of small shrimp from the cart. "See you tonight."
As for getting his father and Uncle Ling off the ship, we need to ask for their opinions first.
Although I'm pretty sure they'll agree, I still have to say it, right?
We can talk to Xiao Zhaojun about it when we get the results and settle the accounts tonight.
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