"Father, Uncle Ling, when you go back later, take a few with you to smoke."
"No need, no need. These cigarettes are so expensive. You should sell them for money."
"Yes, we can't bear to smoke such good cigarettes."
Feng Jiaqing and Feng Jialing both waved their hands in refusal.
"I'll definitely sell them, but I'll also keep some for myself. It's not like I bought them for free, so what's there to be reluctant about?"
Feng Ye bent down and took two sachets each of Sanwu and Nanyang Shuangxi, stuffing them into his father's arms without saying a word, and also gave the same amount to Feng Jialing.
"By the way, tomorrow you guys go to Jinghong and find Fatty Nie, and ask him if he wants these cigarettes?"
As the best hotel in the county, Jinghong should have a demand for imported cigarettes.
This way, there's no need to secretly sell to other stores, and one store might not be able to handle all the demand; you'd need to find many stores.
This increases the risk, as there is a possibility of being reported, making it very unsafe.
It's important to know that cigarettes are subject to a monopoly system, requiring a license; not just anyone can sell them.
If caught, the penalty ranges from a fine of one to five times the illegal gains to criminal charges.
In contrast, selling to Jinghong would be much safer and without any concerns.
"Okay, Lao Qi and I will go tomorrow."
Feng Jiaqing nodded. "But how do we set the price?"
"Listen to Fatty Nie, whatever he says goes, he won't cheat me."
After Feng Ye finished speaking, he turned to A-Can and asked him to take a few as well.
Ah-chan isn't a heavy smoker; he can barely tell the difference between good and bad cigarettes, as long as it's a cigarette, he's fine with it.
But for men, cigarettes represent face.
Therefore, he took two of each of Marlboro and 555 cigarettes.
Both cigarette packs are covered in English letters, so even someone unfamiliar with cigarettes would know they are foreign products.
Imported goods are all high-end and very expensive.
This is a common perception, both now and in the future.
"Then we'll head back now. It's so late, and we have to get up early to go out to sea tomorrow."
After taking the cigarettes, Ah-Can said goodbye.
"Why don't you eat before you go back?"
Feng Ye then turned around and called out, "A-Ling, is there any food left?"
"Yes, it's warming up in the pot. I'll go get it."
Ye Qingling put her son down and turned to go to the kitchen.
"No, you can eat it yourself. I'll eat it when I get back."
Ah-Can shook his head in refusal, then called to his parents and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Feng Jiaqing and Xiao Chunxiu said they would come back tomorrow, and then went back to the old house with A-Can's family.
Du Guilan didn't go back to her own house next door; instead, she was happily rummaging through women's clothing, seemingly looking for a few pieces she liked to keep.
Feng Ye ignored her, plopped down at the table, and began to wolf down his food after Ye Qingling brought it over.
He was indeed hungry.
I ate lunch a little after 12 noon, and it was rice cake again.
On their first trip out to sea to earn money after the Lunar New Year, according to local custom, they must eat rice cakes, symbolizing that each year will be better than the last.
Rice cakes are indeed filling, but it's been seven or eight hours now, and I've only had some water in between.
Even the most filling food can't withstand the erosion of time and has already been mostly digested.
After finishing his meal, he put down his chopsticks, drank some hot tea, and then took out a cigarette to light up his "after-meal bliss."
As he smoked, his gaze swept over the sacks and cardboard boxes, and he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.
He frowned, trying hard to recall...
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and finally remembered that his sneakers were still on the boat and he had forgotten to bring them back.
"Damn, I'm so forgetful, I have to go to the dock again."
He threw away his cigarette, grabbed a flashlight, and hurried outside.
"It's so late, where are you going?" Ye Qingling asked.
"There's still something on the ship, I need to go get it."
"What is it?"
"I traded the sneakers with Uncle Guo in exchange for my coat."
"Oh, then you should go quickly."
Feng Ye rushed to the dock.
In the darkness, the ship's silhouette was hazy, swaying with the rise and fall of the waves.
He jumped aboard the Rising Sun, unlocked the cabin door, and, using the light of his flashlight, immediately spotted the sneakers.
However, there were only two pairs; one pair was missing.
In addition, the three shirts that were placed together also disappeared.
It was obvious that Ah-Can remembered it too, and took it home.
"That Ah-Can, he didn't even warn me..."
He muttered to himself as he picked up two pairs of sneakers, then walked out of the cabin and locked the door again.
Back home, the table had already been tidied up, and Ye Qingling and Du Guilan were whispering to each other over a set of semi-transparent lingerie.
Upon seeing him return, she reacted like a mouse seeing a cat, quickly throwing her underwear back into the sack and then pretending to be nonchalant.
Feng Ye saw everything, but didn't say anything, just smiled.
"I got your sneakers back. Come over and try them on to see if they fit."
What size is it?
"Size 38 should fit, but I don't know if the size is accurate."
"Let me take a look."
Ye Qingling opened the shoebox and her eyes lit up immediately when she saw a pair of exquisite white shoes.
Wow, these shoes are so beautiful.
Ye Qingling couldn't wait to take off her shoes and socks, ignoring the fact that the sneakers were soaked in seawater, and put them on.
"How is it? Does it fit?"
Feng Ye asked with concern.
"Yes, it fits perfectly and is very comfortable to wear."
Ye Qingling stood up, paced back and forth a few steps, and smiled with satisfaction.
Seeing Ye Qingling's happy expression, Feng Ye felt a warmth in his heart.
"That's good. I was worried that if your shoes didn't fit, it would be a waste of money."
Ye Qingling took off her shoes and opened another pair.
Seeing that it was another pair of white sneakers, she couldn't help but say with disappointment, "Why are they the same style?"
"There's nothing we can do. Uncle Guo only had one style of sneakers left, and they were all size 38."
"Then there's no need to change to two pairs; one pair is enough."
"I didn't say I'd give you all of them. The other pair is for my sister-in-law."
"You replaced it for me?"
Du Guilan was surprised.
She was thinking of taking a coat to Guo Changling's house tomorrow to exchange for a pair, but she didn't expect that her brother-in-law had already changed her coat.
"Well, I figured you'd want a pair too, so I'll exchange them together. I just don't know if you'll be able to fit into them?"
"Yes, I can wear them. I also wear size 38 shoes."
Du Guilan happily took the shoes, and without caring that they were wet, tried them on and found that they fit perfectly.
She said gratefully, "Thank you so much, these shoes fit perfectly, thank you, Ah Ye."
Feng Ye waved his hand, "We're family, no need to be polite, no need to thank me."
Du Guilan talked with them for a while longer, then took the shoes and the clothes she had found and went home.
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