Chapter 502 Unexpected Market Trends



Since both ships were moving at a considerable speed, it was not convenient to communicate too much.

After expressing his gratitude again, Feng Ye returned to the driver's seat.

"Uncle Ling, they happen to be going to Changgu Island, we can just follow them."

I heard it.

Feng Jialing nodded, adjusted his boat speed, and fell behind the other side, maintaining a proper distance and course.

Feng Ye didn't say much, and turned around to get to work.

There are still nearly a thousand kilograms of goods on the deck that haven't been sorted.

It took them more than two hours to finally sort all the goods into baskets.

By this time, the sun was already setting in the west, preparing to disappear behind the mountains.

But they still hadn't reached their destination, and hadn't even seen a glimpse of Changgu Island.

It wasn't until another hour later that a series of islands of varying sizes could be seen scattered across the distant sea.

As for which island is Changgu Island, Feng Ye had no idea.

He didn't come here in his past life, but he's definitely one of them.

As the ship sailed closer, the islands gradually came into view.

Some are uninhabited islands, while others are inhabited, with houses and boats moored along the shore.

The Rising Sun followed the fishing boat ahead and headed directly towards the largest island in this archipelago.

More than three hours have passed, and we are finally about to dock.

Feng Ye was not surprised that the fishing grounds were so far from Changgu Island.

He knew very well that they were still only operating on the edge of the fishing grounds.

If you go deeper into the heart of the fishing grounds, the distance will be even greater, and the time required will be even longer, potentially reaching more than ten hours.

The Asahi gradually approached the Nagoya Island pier.

Feng Ye and his group could clearly see that the dock was densely packed with people coming and going.

The dock was also filled with fishing boats of all sizes, many of which were still unloading baskets of fish onto the shore.

What a busy and lively scene!

"My goodness, there are so many ships, there must be nearly a hundred of them!"

Ah-Can's mouth was wide open; you could fit a duck egg in it.

Not to mention Dongtou Village, even the entire Baishi Island, the town's wharf, and even the county wharf have never seen such a lively scene.

"This is nothing. Look behind us, there are still many ships heading this way."

Feng Ye smiled and pointed behind him.

Ah Can looked back and said, "Tsk tsk, I bet most of them are out-of-towners like us."

"Of course! There aren't many locals, and they might not even come to Changgu Island to sell fish. Wouldn't it be better for them to go back to their own fishing villages?"

"I find it strange that there are so many small yellow croakers here, why don't any boats come from our side?"

"How dare you criticize others? Didn't you also not believe in it and not want to come in the first place?"

"I didn't know. If I had known it was like this, I would have come even without you telling me."

Then he muttered, "My dad is really something, he knows exactly what's going on here, but he won't tell me..."

"You..."

Feng Ye couldn't help but chuckle: "We didn't have boats back then, so what could we do even if we knew?"

"Then we have a boat, why aren't you telling me?"

Ah-chan complained, "If it weren't for Ye-ge knowing, we would have missed this chance to make a fortune."

“My dad knows too, but he didn’t tell me. The older generation has their own reasons…”

"Isn't it just that you're worried about us coming all this way?"

"Good to know. The journey takes two days and two nights; who could feel at ease traveling such a long distance?"

People who live near mountains live off the mountains; people who live near the sea live off the sea.

These days, most people don't dare to go out and just try to make a living near their homes.

Not everyone has the courage to travel so far to make a living in a completely unfamiliar place.

Feng Ye patted A-Can on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about it. Now that we've arrived, we just need to seize the opportunity."

"Brother Ye, you're right."

Ah-Can smiled and then said, "I wonder what the market price is for small yellow croakers here. I wish they were 70 cents a day."

"I'll go and scout around once the boat has stopped."

Feng Ye planned to try and get closer to the young man from before, chat for a bit, and ask about the market price of small yellow croaker.

When researching market trends, it's best to consult with people in the same industry, rather than randomly asking someone.

Based on his experience from his previous life, he had a feeling that the price of small yellow croakers here wouldn't be very good, and it was very likely that the price would not reach 70 cents per unit.

We'll have to ask to find out the exact amount.

The Rising Sun slowly sailed toward the dock.

Feng Jialing skillfully maneuvered the boat and steadily moored it next to the ship that had been following them all along.

As soon as the boat stopped, Feng Ye jumped onto the boat next to him and walked over with a smile.

He took out cigarettes from his pocket and gave one to each of the three old fishermen and the young man.

Then, in its somewhat broken Mandarin, it said, "Hello, my name is Feng Ye. This is my first time fishing here. I'm so glad I met you all, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find a place to dock."

The young man lit a cigarette, took a puff, and smiled: "Hello, my name is Su Yongliang, I've only been here a few days."

One of the old fishermen said a few words with a smile, leaving Feng Ye completely bewildered.

Seeing this, Su Yongliang quickly explained, "My dad doesn't speak Mandarin. He said your accent sounds a lot like a fishmonger from Xiamen. He asked where you're from, whether you're also from Xiamen?"

“We’re not from Xiamen, but we’re from the Minnan region.”

Feng Ye denied it, gave a vague location, and then asked, "How's the market for small yellow croaker here?"

“When we first arrived, we could sell them for 70 cents, but yesterday they dropped to 60 cents. We don’t know the price today yet.”

Su Yongliang shook his head and continued, "The price of small yellow croaker here changes too quickly; it's no exaggeration to say that the price changes every day."

"With so many boats arriving these past two days, more and more small yellow croakers are coming ashore, and the price is bound to drop further."

Feng Ye frowned; his premonition had indeed come true.

Actually, 60 cents is not a bad price, considering the quantity.

They estimated that there were about 4,000 jin of small yellow croakers on their boat, which could sell for more than 2,000 yuan.

I just don't know if it can still sell for 60 cents today. I hope it doesn't drop too drastically all at once.

"So how badly do you think it will fall?"

"Based on last year's market conditions, it may fall below 40 cents and stop at around 35 cents."

This was somewhat unexpected for Feng Ye.

He had a feeling that the small yellow croakers would be cheaper here, but he didn't expect them to be this much cheaper.

Even during the flood season, the price of small yellow croakers in their area never drops below 50 cents, while here, they can't even sell for 40 cents.

He silently calculated in his mind that if he caught 4,000 catties a day, he would earn more than 1,000 yuan.

If the yield is stable, it's much better than fishing at home.

Yes, it's quite tiring.

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