Before leaving, Feng Ye asked his boss for help to contact an ice factory.
He was unfamiliar with the area and didn't know where the ice factory was.
There was ice for sale at the dock, but only enough for the small boats, and it was a bit more expensive.
For large ships like the Dong Sheng, it's necessary to find a professional ice-making plant.
As for diesel and fresh water, there's no need to go out of your way to find them.
There are gas stations and fresh water supplies at the dock; you just need to sail the boat to the appropriate berth.
Feng Ye thanked the boss and led his men back to the ship.
He had nearly 20,000 yuan on him and dared not wander around the docks any longer; it was too unsafe.
On the short journey from the purchasing point to the dock, he had already sensed that someone had ill intentions, but no one dared to approach them because of their large numbers.
Better safe than sorry. It's always better to be cautious and keep your money safe first.
He put most of the money in the box in his sleeping pod, carrying only enough money to buy a tow rope.
Furthermore, for safety reasons, he left two more people behind before continuing to lead his men off the ship.
After he bought the towing rope, everyone carried it back. The ice factory also brought over the ice blocks, which were being loaded onto the ship.
A pipe leads to a special ice storage chamber, where crushed ice is continuously poured in.
After loading the ice, the Dong Sheng started its journey and headed to a nearby gas station to refuel with diesel and fresh water.
Everything was ready, and it was already past ten o'clock when we set off again.
The boatmen were all asleep.
They need to rest up so they'll have the energy to continue working tomorrow.
Feng Xuan was also sleeping.
He had been sailing all afternoon and was indeed quite tired; he needed a good rest.
Only Feng Ye and A-Can stayed awake, taking turns steering the boat.
Night had fallen, and only a few ships were still sailing on the sea.
Some were returning to port to dock, while others had just set sail.
As for what kind of ship it was, that remains unknown; all that can be seen are the lights floating on the sea.
The Dong Sheng blended into the night and the waves, cutting through the waves in its predetermined direction, its lights drawing a trail of light in the darkness.
It wasn't until the next morning, just as dawn was breaking, that Feng Ye finally managed to connect to the Harvest satellite via radio.
At that time, the radio communication range was limited, and he did not know the exact location of Harvest or whether it was possible to make contact.
Fortunately, there was a response soon.
"Ah Ye, you're back?"
Xiao Zhaojun's slightly tired yet excited voice came from the other end of the radio.
"Yes, I'm back. I set sail again around 10 p.m. last night and have been sailing non-stop until now."
Feng Ye responded, then asked, "By the way, where are you now?"
Xiao Zhaojun gave him a coordinate, then asked impatiently, "How much did I sell my goods for?"
"It's a lot, close to ten thousand yuan. We'll discuss the details when we meet."
"Okay, okay."
The Dong Sheng adjusted its course and headed toward the coordinates.
After driving for another hour, we searched the vicinity of the coordinates but did not see the Harvest ship.
That's not surprising.
The Harvest ship is constantly in motion; it's impossible for it to stay in one place and wait for them.
Although the work was relatively slow, more than an hour had passed and they had covered several nautical miles.
After calling out again via radio and getting new coordinates, I finally spotted a ship on the sea ahead about ten minutes later.
While it's highly likely to be a winning number, I can't be sure.
Feng Ye made another call to confirm, and only after receiving a positive reply did he feel at ease approaching.
The two ships slowly approached each other and eventually stopped, standing side by side.
The crew of the Harvest stood by the ship, eager to know exactly how much their cargo had sold for.
Feng Ye briefly recounted the sales situation from the previous night, then handed over the invoice and money for the entire shipment from the Harvest Ship.
"Your entire shipment sold for a total of 9,134 yuan."
"Haha, not bad, really not bad, I didn't expect to make so much money this time."
Xiao Zhaojun accepted the document with a smile, but didn't look at it carefully. He just glanced at it and put it in his pocket.
Then, he moistened his index finger with saliva and began counting the stack of banknotes.
The six boatmen were overjoyed.
Adding the 800 yuan from selling it to the sucker, that brings it close to 100 yuan.
Each of them can get a commission of 50 yuan.
That's equivalent to ten days' wages.
And this has only been a few days, with less than three days actually spent on the actual homework.
After counting the money, Xiao Zhaojun took out five hundred-yuan bills and handed them to Feng Ye.
Confused, Feng Ye asked, "Uncle Jun, what do you mean by this?"
"Shipping costs."
"No need, it's just selling some goods on the side. Besides, we also have shares in Harvest Ship, so it's like we're selling our own goods, why would we charge any shipping fees?"
"I'm the one who takes the lion's share of this ship, so I definitely have to pay for the freight. Don't be shy, it's settled then."
"Really, you don't need to..."
"Oh dear, all this back and forth is such a hassle."
Xiao Guowu snatched the money from his father's hand and stuffed it into Feng Ye's hand, saying, "That's settled then."
Feng Ye took the money and couldn't refuse any longer. He said with some helplessness, "Alright then, I'll take the shipping fee. Thank you, Uncle Jun."
"No need to thank me, I should be thanking you."
Xiao Zhaojun laughed and said, "This time we owe it all to you, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to sell it for so much money."
"Uncle Jun, let's not stand on ceremony and hurry up and get them to move the ice over there."
When they came out, Feng Ye had bought a lot of ice.
In addition to the amount used by the Dong Sheng ship itself, the same amount was also prepared for the Feng Shou ship to save them from having to pay high prices to buy from the fresh seafood ship.
Since the ice storage compartments couldn't hold them all, they were all piled up in the fish hold.
As for diesel fuel, there was nothing they could do; the Dong Sheng didn't have any extra fuel tanks, so they had to find their own solution.
"Right, right, I almost forgot about that."
Xiao Zhaojun slapped his forehead and then called on the boatmen to get to work.
With everyone working together, the ice blocks in the fish hold of the Dong Sheng were quickly transferred to the Feng Shou.
After settling the bill for the ice, no one chatted much longer. The two boats separated, and everyone got busy with their work.
Feng Xuan was also called up to change shifts.
As for Ye Chenliang and the other five boatmen, let them rest a little longer.
Anyway, I don't have much to do right now, so I just leave the internet running and don't need them.
After Feng Ye and A Can lowered the trawl net, they quickly went to sleep.
They had stayed up all night and were now exhausted; their eyelids were drooping.
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