When I arrived at the village committee, I found that there were hardly any people there, and even the person standing by the phone was not from the village committee.
Surprisingly, it was Feng Jiafa, leisurely sitting with his legs crossed, guarding the place.
"Ah Ye is here."
Upon seeing Feng Ye enter, Feng Jiafa greeted him.
Feng Ye smiled and asked, "Uncle Fa, who called me?"
“Qin Aijun,” Feng Jiafa said, “I just called him to discuss the price of that grouper. When he learned that you were the one who caught it, he asked me some questions about you and then told me to call you.”
Do you know why he wanted to talk to me?
Feng Ye frowned.
“He didn’t say.” Feng Jiafa spread his hands, then added, “By the way, the price of the rat-spotted rat is 220 yuan.”
"220?"
Feng Ye's eyes widened, and his voice unconsciously rose a little.
I remember the seven or eight-pound spotted rat that someone found during the last typhoon, Feng Jiafa only offered 200 yuan per unit.
It's important to know that the price of spotted mouse skin can vary greatly depending on its size.
But now this one is only about half the size of that one, yet it's more expensive.
The only explanation is that the money was made by the Feng family.
Feng Ye couldn't help but mutter under his breath: "Shady businessman."
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Feng Jiafa looked around, feeling rather guilty.
Feng Ye said meaningfully, "You made quite a bit of money from that rat-like creature last time, didn't you?"
"Hehe, it's not much, just a thousand or so yuan."
Feng Jiafa chuckled.
He wasn't afraid of Feng Ye finding out, since the prices of ordinary goods were public and transparent, and he only earned a commission for the good goods.
"You business people make so much money. You just sit at the door with your legs crossed all day, all you have to do is talk."
"How about we switch? You try collecting it?"
"I can't... no, I mean I'm not capable. Without your connections, I can't sell the fish even if I get them."
"You think you're just collecting fish..."
Before he could finish speaking, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
"Ring ring..."
Feng Jiafa pointed to the phone: "You answer it, it should be Qin Aijun's call."
Feng Ye nodded, picked up the phone, and a voice immediately came through the receiver: "Hello, is this Xiao Feng? This is Qin Aijun."
"Hello, Mr. Qin, what can I do for you?"
"Here's the thing, I'm going out to sea with some partners tomorrow, and we'd like to ask you to come aboard and give us some pointers."
"Mr. Qin, why did you think of contacting me? I've hardly ever gone fishing."
Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that Qin Aijun had come to him for this matter.
Qin Aijun smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, I asked Afa about it. You've been very lucky lately, often managing to get your hands on good stuff. And today you even made a small fortune with the people from your village."
Feng Ye glared fiercely at Feng Jiafa.
Feng Jiafa avoided eye contact, a sheepish smile on his face.
Qin Aijun continued, "To be honest, I just want to borrow your luck. These guys are quite important to me, and they all love fishing, so I have to make sure they have a good time fishing."
"Going out to sea is no problem, but I can't guarantee they'll catch any fish."
"Of course, I won't blame you even if you don't catch anything. So, no matter what you catch, I'll give you 100 yuan a day. You can also fish, and whatever you catch is yours."
You could tell that Qin Aijun was quite happy at that moment.
"I don't have a fishing rod."
Feng Ye was somewhat depressed.
He can't exactly carry his broken bamboo fishing rod around, can he?
Wouldn't that make people laugh their heads off?
"There are plenty of fishing rods on the boat, feel free to use them."
When do we depart?
"I'll pick you up at your village's dock at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I'll wait for you at the dock tomorrow morning."
Just as Feng Ye was about to hang up, a question suddenly occurred to him, and he quickly asked, "President Qin, are we going to return the same day we set sail tomorrow, or will we be spending the night at sea?"
"Staying overnight is a certainty, but the exact time depends on the weather and what they think. I can't decide for now."
"Understood. See you tomorrow, Mr. Qin."
"See you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Jiafa immediately leaned over and asked, "From what I'm hearing, Qin Aijun wants to invite you out fishing at sea?"
"How could I possibly have the face to be invited fishing by him? It's all your fault for talking nonsense. You said I was lucky because he was inviting his business partner fishing, and he just wanted me to be a supporting character."
Feng Jiafa chuckled twice: "Looks like you're about to make a fortune again."
"All I know is that I need to make a small fortune first," Feng Ye laughed. "Give me the money from the rat-spotted fish."
Feng Jiafa rolled his eyes: "What's the rush? Let me receive the payment first."
"Alright then." Feng Ye didn't make things difficult for him. "I might be at sea for a few days. If I'm not home, you can leave me with my wife."
"no problem."
"I'm leaving, I'm going back."
When they got home, Ye Qingling was tidying up the longline fishing in the main room, while Feng Xinan, that brat, kept making things worse.
Whose call was it?
Noticing that Feng Ye had returned, Ye Qingling looked up and asked curiously.
"Qin Aijun, the owner of Jinghong Hotel."
"What does he want with you?"
Feng Ye recounted the contents of the phone call.
Ye Qingling frowned: "So that's how it is. But isn't a hundred yuan a day too high? Is there any danger? Maybe we shouldn't go?"
Feng Ye laughed heartily: "Those bosses' lives are much more precious than mine. They all cherish their lives very much, so there won't be any danger. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
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