Call it superstition or faith.
In short, any good fortune encountered at sea, or any miraculous survival at sea, is attributed to Mazu.
Feng Ye asked, "How many of the returning ships caught large quantities of sardines?"
"I don't know the exact number, but it's definitely more than ten."
"There are quite a lot."
Feng Ye nodded.
Yesterday's sardine run was so prolonged that no one knows exactly how many fishing boats were affected.
It's not surprising that about ten boats from their village encountered each other.
"It's a pity they all went back to the village to sell them, so they made a lot less money."
"Do Uncle Fa and the others still charge 2 mao?"
"This was the price we initially paid. Later, the price dropped because they said there were too many of them, so the ones that came back later were only 18 cents each. Luckily, you sold them in the county and got them for 22 cents each."
"Uncle Fa and his team also need to make money; the transportation costs from here to the county are quite high."
Feng Ye glanced around and whispered, "Let me tell you, the wholesale price of sardines in the market is even higher, it's 24 cents."
Ye Qingling was shocked: "Ah, 24 cents? That's so high!"
"Shh... Keep your voice down. Let's just keep this to ourselves and not tell anyone."
"I know, but what about other fish? What's the price of tuna?"
"Bluefin tuna is the most expensive, at 17 yuan per jin (500g), yellowfin tuna..."
The couple talked as they walked home.
Feng Ye did not mention the shop for the time being.
Ye Qingling was in a good mood, so it was best not to spoil her fun for the time being.
Another reason is that it's not appropriate to bring it up in public. If it angers Ye Qingling, wouldn't that just give people something to watch?
Behind them, Feng Xuan didn't say anything, but chatted and laughed with Du Guilan.
Ah-Can, on the other hand, told his mother about his experiences in the county with a relaxed expression.
After all, he has enough money, is not married, and can handle his own affairs independently.
After returning home, Ye Qingling and Du Guilan were busy preparing meals in the kitchen.
The two brothers stared at each other in the main room, not knowing what to do.
"Ah Ye, what should I do? I don't know how to bring it up?"
"I don't know either! But this matter can't be delayed."
"Yes, it's a bit easier to talk about now that our parents aren't home, but it will be even harder to say once they come back."
"Let's talk in our rooms after we finish eating. If we go over there now, we might not even get to eat."
"That's the only way. Sigh, it's really a dilemma. How could I have been so blinded by your lies back then?"
"You can regret it now, I don't mind."
Feng Xuan shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it. If I really regretted it, I would have told you long ago. Why would I wait until now?"
"Brother, take your time figuring it out. I'm going to take a shower now."
Feng Ye threw down a sentence and then carried a bucket of water to the back of the house to take a bath.
Yesterday was a long and tiring day. I was covered in sweat, and my clothes even smelled a bit sour, mixed with seawater. I felt uncomfortable all over.
He finished the shower with some difficulty, mainly because the soreness and stiffness in his hands made it very inconvenient for him.
Washing the front is okay, but washing the back is very difficult; it takes a lot of effort to reach it with both hands.
He didn't know if the aftereffects had reached their most severe stage.
If that's the case, it's alright. But if it's not and it gets worse, he'll probably have a hard time taking a shower tomorrow and might need someone's help.
After taking a bath and returning to the main room, he saw Ye Qingling staring at him with an unfriendly expression.
"Ah Ling, what's wrong?"
Feng Ye's heart skipped a beat, sensing that something was wrong.
He looked at Feng Xuan, only to see Feng Xuan shake his head slightly.
Ye Qingling said coldly, "Eat first, then come to my room after you finish eating."
After saying that, she got up and walked into the house.
Feng Ye's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be calm and replied, "Okay, A-Ling."
He suddenly realized that he had taken off his clothes and thrown them inside the house; he had gone to take a bath behind the house wearing only his underwear.
Ye Qingling must have discovered the contract and deposit receipt in his clothes.
That's great, I don't have to speak first.
But why do I feel so uneasy?
He quickly finished his meal, composed himself, went inside, and closed the door.
really.
Everything was taken out of his clothes.
The more than nine thousand yuan was on the table, while Ye Qingling held the sales contract and the deposit receipt in her hand.
"What is this? Explain it to me properly."
Ye Qingling waved the contract and receipt in her hand and asked in a cold voice.
Feng Ye took a deep breath, stepped forward to pull her into his arms, and said with a playful grin, "Wife, let me tell you something..."
Ye Qingling slapped away his outstretched hand, glared at him, and said, "Can't you see I'm angry? You still want to hug and cuddle? Talk to me properly, what's going on with this shop?"
"Are you angry? I didn't see it..."
Ignoring her struggles, Feng Ye forcibly pulled her into his arms.
This was his strategy: to make jokes so she wouldn't get angry, and then slowly explain.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingling, seeing that she couldn't break free, grabbed his soft flesh around the waist and twisted it forcefully.
"Ouch...it hurts, honey, let go! My flesh is being torn off..."
"Can you speak properly now?"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Feng Ye nodded quickly and released his grip on her.
"snort!"
Ye Qingling then let go of his hand.
"Wife, you're trying to murder your husband, why are you using so much force?"
Feng Ye rubbed the sore spot on his waist and complained, feigning grievance.
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