With shouts and calls, everyone dispersed to do what they were doing. Some went to clean the deck or the fish hold, while others tidied up the fishing nets so they could be lowered later.
Feng Ye, carrying the several thousand yuan he had earned from selling goods, climbed up to the ship's deck, went to his and A-Can's private bedroom, and put the money away safely.
They made quite a bit of money on this trip.
They currently have about 50,000 yuan in the box where they keep their money.
If we include the profits from the fish and tuna that were still in Feng Xuan's possession, the total amount exceeded 80,000 yuan.
The situation was similar for Dongsheng and Fengshou. Their income was slightly less than that of Donglai, but it was still more than 70,000 yuan.
After each sale, Feng Xuan and Xiao Zhaojun would tell him and A-Can about it via the radio so that they would be aware of the situation.
There was a lot of cash on all three ships, especially on the Dong Sheng, where there was more than 100,000 yuan.
It's actually quite unsafe to keep so much cash on a ship.
But there's no other way these days; transactions are limited to cash, and there's no bank transfer or online payment.
This is why the boatmen recruited must be well-known, honest, reliable, and trustworthy.
Money is a good thing, but it is also the root of all evil.
If you are not careful, not only will you lose your money, but you may also lose your life.
In his past life, Feng Ye had heard too many stories of bloodshed at sea.
While some of these incidents were unrelated to money, stemming from prolonged exposure at sea leading to psychological distortions or conflicts among crew members, many others were caused by financial gain.
The sea is unpredictable, and the human heart is even more unpredictable.
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