Feng Ye smiled and continued, "Besides, he's not the only one on the ship; there are other people too. If he doesn't know, he can just ask."
"But……"
Ye Qingling wanted to say something, but Feng Ye interrupted her.
"No buts. He farms that little bit of land at home, how much money can he earn in a year? He works hard, facing the loess soil with his back to the sky."
Think back to those people who went to Haizhongzhou last time. How much money did they make in just over a month?
Although the commission has decreased and may not be as high, I can still guarantee at least 300 yuan a month.
Ye Qingling fell silent.
To be honest, she also really wanted to take care of her family.
Especially when she saw that the group of people who went to Haizhongzhou last time were her mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and Aunt Ling's family, and that they had earned more than half a year's worth of money in just over a month.
She was even more tempted.
Unfortunately, her family was far from the sea and didn't know anything about maritime matters, so even if her brother went there, he couldn't help much.
However, after hearing what Feng Ye said, she also felt that it made sense.
Rather than letting my brother work hard at home and not earn much money all year round, it would be better for him to work as a boatman on the ship and earn more.
Moreover, they can learn some maritime skills, which will open up more career paths for them in the future.
Feng Ye continued, "Let him work on the boat first and get familiar with the process of fishing at sea."
If he ever has the idea to go out to sea again, he can buy a boat and go. If he doesn't have enough money, we can lend him some.
Ye Qingling was already somewhat interested, and after hearing what Feng Ye said, she was even more tempted.
"Okay, I'll call him back tomorrow and tell him, and see if he's willing."
She nodded and agreed.
"He's not stupid, he'll definitely agree."
Feng Ye got up, walked behind her, picked her up, and carried her to the bed.
"What are you doing? We haven't finished counting the money yet!"
Ye Qingling slapped him twice, but couldn't stop him.
"No rush, I'll count them myself tomorrow. Let's do what we like to do first..."
Feng Ye gently placed her on the bed, then leaned over and pressed himself against her.
"Keep it down... mmm... ahh..."
The room was instantly filled with a warm yet slightly hurried atmosphere.
Their figures intertwined in the dim light, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.
After an unknown amount of time, everything gradually calmed down, and the room returned to tranquility.
After exercising, Feng Ye relaxed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
This is a common problem among men.
Ye Qingling tidied up, rolled her eyes at Feng Ye who was sleeping like a log, turned around and sat down at the table, picked up the money again and started counting it...
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