Once back on the Dong Sheng, Feng Ye and his team immediately began sorting the goods.
The entire catch was brought ashore, but it's still piled up on the deck.
We've already wasted a lot of time, we need to sort them out quickly.
Fortunately, it was a cloudy day, with the sun appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Even so, to ensure freshness, it still needs to be processed as soon as possible, and ice should be added to cool it down and preserve it.
Before they could even sort a few baskets of goods, the Harvest Express, having finished hauling in its nets, pulled up beside them.
They quickly got up, took the ropes thrown over from the Harvest, tied them to the gunwale, and secured the two ships firmly.
As soon as Xiao Zhaojun got out of the driver's seat, he asked impatiently, "Aye, is the matter resolved?"
"It's resolved; the other party paid us six thousand yuan in compensation."
Feng Ye nodded and briefly recounted what had just happened.
"Six thousand yuan?"
Xiao Zhaojun was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "Oh, that's good, this deal is worthwhile."
As he spoke, he glanced at the men and women standing on the yacht moored on the other side of the Dong Sheng, looking at them with a hint of disdain.
He thought that at most he could get the other party to pay him two or three thousand yuan in compensation.
Unexpectedly, I was able to get six thousand yuan.
Although it's also true that the other party was unaware of the market and Feng Ye deliberately exaggerated the losses.
But getting this much was beyond his expectations.
In addition, the extra money earned from selling the cargo on board made even more profit.
He was even a little jealous.
Losing a single tow rope but gaining so much money in return—why didn't he encounter such a good thing?
The idea only flashed through his mind for a moment.
To be honest, this is not a good thing.
When fishing at sea, it's best to avoid any accidents and stay safe.
"Hehe, just lucky, just lucky."
Feng Ye smiled, stopped talking, and instead asked, "Should we move the goods over now, or wait until we've sorted the goods on the deck?"
The Harvest ship had just hauled in its nets when it approached, and the cargo was still piled up on the deck, not yet sorted.
Xiao Zhaojun thought for a moment and said, "Let's sort them first, and sell as many as we can."
If this batch of goods is sent back to shore, it can be sold for several hundred yuan more, but of course, it must be sorted out first.
"Okay. I'll go wake up my brother and the others. More people will make sorting faster."
After Feng Ye finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the ship's deck.
Everyone on the Harvest is up, and we can't delay on the East Rising.
With just the four of them, it would take forever to pick through all that picking.
If we call on Feng Xuan and the others to work together, we can finish it faster.
When they were woken up and didn't hear the engine, they were confused for a while.
It wasn't until Feng Ye explained it that they understood what had happened while they were sleeping.
After learning what had happened, Feng Xuan and the others sighed with regret.
I never expected that something like this would happen just because I took a nap.
However, they were very happy to hear that they not only didn't lose money, but actually made a lot of money in the end.
It was more than an hour later when all the cargo on the decks of both ships had been sorted.
The people on the yacht were getting impatient, but no one dared to urge them on.
After all, they are the ones who need something from others.
Only when they saw baskets of seafood being transferred from the Harvest to the East Rising did they understand why they had to wait so long.
So, they're going to take the cargo from another ship back to sell too!
However, seeing baskets full of all kinds of fish and shrimp was quite a feast for their eyes.
They had never seen so many kinds of seafood before, and they couldn't even name most of them.
All I could do was stare wide-eyed, curiously observing.
The beautiful fish, in particular, broadened their horizons, prompting them to point and comment on them.
"These fish are so beautiful. They would look amazing in a fish tank."
"Yes, keeping it at home would definitely be very attractive."
"It's a pity they're all dead, otherwise I could have asked them to buy a few to take home."
"You can't raise a dead fish, but you can eat it. Such a beautiful fish must taste really good."
"Yeah, I just don't know if they'll sell."
"Why don't you just ask?"
"Yes, yes, let's go ask them."
As they talked, they crossed the connection between the yacht and the Dong Sheng and walked toward Feng Ye and the others who were busy at work.
When Feng Ye saw them arrive, he was slightly taken aback and asked with a puzzled look, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
The man in the floral shirt scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "Um... we wanted to ask, do you sell fish?"
"Sell, of course I'll sell."
Before Feng Ye could speak, Xiao Zhaojun interrupted, "What kind of fish do you want to buy?"
"Really? That's great!"
The man in the floral shirt's eyes lit up. "Could you tell me which fish are the tastiest?"
He didn't seem to care whether it looked good or not.
Since they're all dead anyway, it's more practical to focus on the taste.
"There are plenty of delicious fish out there, like this basket of silver pomfret, which is quite good and not expensive either, just..."
"Only 3 yuan per jin (500g)."
Fearing that Xiao Zhaojun's quoted price was too low, Feng Ye rushed to quote a high price.
Xiao Zhaojun was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Ye with a look of confusion in his eyes, as if to ask: Have you taken the wrong medicine? Why did you quote such a high price?
Feng Ye gave him a wink, signaling him to be quiet.
Xiao Zhaojun was puzzled, but he had no choice but to shut up. Then he heard the surprised voice of the man in the floral shirt: "It's so cheap, can it taste good?"
Grass!
The price quoted was too low.
Feng Ye couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
He originally intended to rip these people off, so he rushed to quote a price higher than the market retail price.
But unexpectedly, the bid was still too low.
But once the words are spoken, there's no going back.
He could only nod reluctantly: "Don't worry, it'll definitely taste good. Would I lie to you?"
"How many do you want? This basket weighs about 60 pounds, is that enough?"
The man in the floral shirt turned to his companions, seeking their opinions.
Several men and women huddled together, whispering for a while, before the man in the floral shirt finally spoke up: "That's enough, just this one basket. Are there any other good fish?"
"Yes, of course..."
Feng Yedi led them to the fish hold on the Harvest, enthusiastically introducing the various seafood.
It wasn't that he didn't want to sell the cargo on his ship, but the better cargo was all blocked by the cargo that had been moved from the Harvest, making it very troublesome to move it out.
There are cheap items, but there's no need to introduce them. Even if they're priced high, how high can they really be?
We can't go too far against our conscience, can we?
Since they paid a high price, we should give them something good in return.
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