Feng Ye noticed that Xiao Guowen dried a wide variety of fish.
However, there are no cheap ones; they are all relatively expensive and have high profit margins.
He knew in his heart that the reason he chose to dry these varieties of fish was because they could bring higher profits.
Humans are driven by self-interest.
He can understand.
Xiao Guowen led him to a small house next to the warehouse.
This is where he stays during his night watch. Inside, there is a bed, a small table, and a few stools.
After sitting down, Feng Ye got straight to the point: "Brother Wen, I've come here today to ask you for a favor."
"you say."
"I hope you can help me dry some cheap fish..."
After listening, Xiao Guowen frowned and said with some difficulty, "Aye, did you know that the price of those cheap fish has gone up?"
Feng Ye nodded: "I heard it from A Ling."
"Then you should also understand that the profit margin for drying those cheap fish is already very low."
Xiao Guowen sighed, "After deducting labor, transportation, salt and other costs, I can only make a little over ten cents per pound. I really don't want to sunbathe."
“Brother Wen, I understand your difficulties, but you also know that we have a large number of orders over there, especially for those cheap dried fish.”
Feng Ye paused for a moment, then continued, "If we can't supply the goods, we might lose the orders, which would be bad for all of us."
Xiao Guowen was silent for a while before saying, "Alright, since we're good brothers, I'll help you out."
"However, I can't possibly post all of these by myself. You can't expect me to post all those cheap items, can you?"
"That's not possible."
Feng Ye shook his head. "Just help me dry one or two kinds. As for what to dry and how much, you'll have to ask A Ling and the others. I'm not sure which varieties are in short supply right now."
"No problem, I'll go right away. I'll go to the county tonight to buy some, and then we can slaughter and dry them tomorrow. By the way, they should still be busy in the workshop, right?"
"Yeah, they're still killing toadfish."
Feng Ye stood up. "Thank you, Brother Wen. I still have to go find other people, so I'll be going now."
"Given our relationship, there's no need for thanks."
Xiao Guowen waved his hand and continued, "Others may not be willing, so you should be prepared."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "No matter how unwilling they are, they have to hold their noses and do it."
Xiao Guowen was taken aback, then realized: "That's right, their fate is in your hands, they have no choice but to agree."
That's exactly what I mean.
Feng Ye nodded. "I'm leaving."
He then went to other workshops and told them about his needs.
Most people, though reluctant, reluctantly agreed.
But there are one or two people who are like rocks in a latrine, smelly and hard.
No matter how much Feng Ye pleaded, he simply wouldn't agree.
He wouldn't tolerate it, and finally made some harsh statements, which forced them to succumb to the pressure of reality.
After all, nobody wants to turn down money.
They need to make money from dried fish, but since they don't have their own sales channels, they have no choice but to compromise.
No matter what the process is like, as long as the final result is good, that's all that matters.
After visiting all the workshops in the saline-alkali land, Feng Ye returned home.
There are also some in the village and other villages on the island, so I'll have to have his father and Feng Jialing make a trip there tomorrow.
When I returned to the workshop, almost all the fish had been processed, with only a little over a basket left to be killed.
Toadfish are not easy to kill, but they are large and not very numerous.
The weight of what they brought back today is not light, about seven or eight hundred pounds.
However, in terms of the number of entries, it's less than 400, so it's still quite fast to process.
Looking at the toadfish liver and fish belly thrown together like garbage, Feng Ye felt only regret.
Both of these are good things.
Toadfish stomach is high in protein and low in fat, and it has a very chewy texture, making it much tastier than pork stomach.
Fish liver is even known as "sea foie gras".
It's a pity that there are no people who specialize in collecting these two kinds of things now, so they can't be sold for money.
They couldn't possibly eat that much if they were to eat it themselves.
As for giving it to others, let's forget about it.
People of this era don't think this is a good thing; they all despise it.
Therefore, it can only be thrown away like trash.
And you can't just throw them away; you have to throw them far away, otherwise they'll rot and stink to death.
Feng Ye pulled the cart over, with several baskets on it.
Then he took a shovel and scooped the fish's belly, liver, and other internal organs into the basket on the cart, one shovelful at a time.
The internal organs of the toadfish account for a large proportion of its body weight, about 30% to 40%.
This is also a major factor that only about 10 pounds of toadfish can yield 1 pound of dried toadfish.
"Ah Chan, there aren't many fish left. Let them kill them. You come and help."
Today we caught about 1,300 catties of toadfish, and their internal organs weighed about 400 to 500 catties.
If he's shoveling all by himself, how long will it take him?
"good."
Upon hearing Feng Ye's call, Ah Can immediately put down his knife, grabbed a shovel, and began helping to shovel out the toadfish's internal organs.
The two men worked quickly, but it still took them quite a while to clean all the internal organs and load them onto the cart.
Afterwards, the two pushed the cart full of entrails out of the workshop and along the seaside path to the rocky area.
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