Chapter 259 Many hands make light work, clams released into the wild.



Ye Guowei spoke sincerely and honestly, and given his good reputation in the village, the group didn't make things difficult for him and let it pass with smiles.

After settling the final payment with Boss Hu, Boss Hu unloaded all the seedlings and left.

There are still small hills of clam seedlings left; we need to spread them out quickly, or they'll dry out and die.

5,000 jin (2,500 catties) of fertilizer, and it has to be spread at a rate of 100 jin (50 catties) per mu (0.067 hectares), is definitely not something the two of them can handle.

Finally, they called over Xiao Hu's family, then Qian's family and Widow Zhang, and the two members of the Chen family also came to help. One group of people worked in shifts, while the other group went to scatter clam seedlings, and only then did things slowly begin to get going.

Even so, it was still a bit slow. By 5 p.m., they had only finished half of the work. The women went back to prepare dinner, because they couldn't work without eating.

"Brother, we'll probably be working until tonight." Ye Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. Damn, it's been a long time since I've done this much hardcore work.

Ye Guowei nodded, "Go get those lights from home later and turn them on tonight. Your uncles and aunts will give you red envelopes later."

As the two were talking, they saw several people coming out of the village and walking towards the sea.

"Guowei, Acheng, you didn't even call us when something happened!" someone called out from afar.

Ye Cheng looked at the document and saw that it was Duan Chunsheng, who had brought his wife and son, Duan Yong, along.

Chen Jinshui followed, saying, "Second brother, are you saying your uncle's legs aren't working well anymore and you don't even call me anymore? I can still manage to scatter some things."

Seeing so many people arrive all at once, Ye Cheng felt a little embarrassed and went up to offer cigarettes to each of them.

Duan Yong took it and respectfully called him "Brother Cheng".

"Uncles, aunts, brothers, I won't say anything else. Come over to my brother's place for a drink later. No one is allowed to leave!" Ye Cheng shouted loudly.

“Yes, no one is allowed to leave,” Ye Guowei said loudly. He hadn’t expected his younger brother to be so popular, with people even offering to help him.

With the help of so many new people, the work was done much faster, and all the work was done before 8 o'clock.

Standing on the beach, looking at the clams that looked like sesame seeds, Ye Guowei was filled with endless emotions, and his eyes gradually welled up with tears.

"Brother Guowei, why are you crying?" Xiaohu walked over and teased.

"Brother, what's up? Are you planning to write a poem?" Ye Cheng casually picked up a small clam. The little guy had already adapted to this place and was frantically eating and drinking with its shell open.

Ye Guowei quickly wiped away his tears. "Why write poetry? Your brother is just a rough man. He was just a little excited to see such a large farm."

"Let's get excited and have a couple more drinks. Come on, everyone's waiting." Ye Cheng pointed behind him.

Jiang Yunxiang and the others had already set up a banquet in the courtyard. They even kept thirty catties of lobsters for today and put them directly on the table. The drinks were also delivered by Li the Cripple.

Li the Cripple originally wanted to leave after delivering the goods, but Ye Cheng pulled him to sit down with him. This guy was a shrewd person, and Ye Cheng wanted to use him for the village committee matters later.

There were a dozen or so people sitting there. It was a bit crowded, but it was still quite lively and nice.

After pouring the wine, Ye Guowei stood up excitedly. "I'm not very good with words, but anyway, thank you all for your help today. I'll drink this first."

After saying that, Ye Guowei downed a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor) that was about 50ml in one ounce.

"Brother, I think Guowei is just craving alcohol," Xiaohu said in a low voice.

Ye Cheng nodded, "My sister-in-law is usually very strict at home, so this is a rare exception."

Once the drinking started, things became lively. A group of people began toasting each other, while Ye Cheng took a glass of wine and went to find Duan Chunsheng.

"Uncle Duan, why didn't you go out to sea today?"

"I'm out. The harvest is usually good today, so I'm back early." Duan Chunsheng said, taking an envelope out of his pocket. "Second brother, this is the 10,000 yuan I borrowed from you last time, plus interest. I've put it all in here. Count it."

Ye Cheng didn't expect Duan Chunsheng to come back to repay the money this time. "Uncle Duan, if you want to use it, just keep using it. I don't need the money."

"What do you mean you don't need money? You've contracted such a large area of ​​mudflats, and you need to buy boats, how could you not need money? Don't worry, my harvest has been good lately, I have enough money."

Since Duan Chunsheng said so, Ye Cheng accepted it, as he was indeed short of money recently.

"Uncle Duan, I just bought a fishing boat. Could you teach me how to use it and share your experience with me?"

Ye Cheng was indeed inexperienced at fishing, while Duan Chunsheng was a seasoned fisherman.

Upon hearing that Ye Cheng had indeed bought a fishing boat, Duan Chunsheng's eyes lit up. "Really? That's great! I'll take you out to sea next time. We can go together, and the two boats will keep each other company. I'll teach you then. I can't speak for the open sea, but I know quite a bit about the near sea."

"Okay, I'd like to go out to sea tomorrow and work with you, Uncle Duan."

“What are you saying? We’re from the same village, and you’ve helped me before. It’s too formal to say that.”

Li the Cripple picked up a lobster and started eating. His eyes lit up immediately; he pointed to the lobster...

"Second brother, is this the spicy crayfish you made? It's really delicious. I didn't expect crayfish to be so tasty."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "If you like it, eat more. This stuff sells for 10 yuan a pound in the city."

"What?! Ten yuan a pound? Really?" Li the Cripple exclaimed in surprise.

“Of course it’s true, and people are scrambling to buy it,” Widow Zhang said proudly. “Every time we go to town, there are always a bunch of people waiting for us. We’re always sold out within an hour. You can ask Aunt Qian if you don’t believe me.”

Aunt Qian also came to the city to sell shrimp. "They sell well. We can't even bear to eat them ourselves. This pile is worth several hundred yuan."

Upon hearing that the mantis shrimp cost several hundred yuan, the group of people ate a few as if they were trying something new, and couldn't stop eating them.

"It's really delicious, but ten yuan is really not cheap. City people are so rich," Aunt Duan sighed. "My Duan Yong works in the city and can't even earn a few hundred yuan a month."

Duan Yong glanced at his mother speechlessly. It was embarrassing to admit he was useless in front of so many people.

"Duan Yong is not bad either. He's hardworking, and things will definitely get better in the future," Ye Cheng quickly said a few kind words.

After several rounds of drinks, the group dispersed around 10 p.m.

Several women were clearing away the dishes when Li the Cripple said goodbye and prepared to leave. Ye Cheng quickly stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you home."

“There’s no need to give me anything, it’s all in the village, I know the way,” Li the Cripple said, his tongue thick.

"Let's go, stop talking so much." Ye Cheng pulled him out.

A gust of cold wind sobered Li the Cripple up a bit, and his mind cleared somewhat. He looked at Ye Cheng.

"Second brother, you don't have something to tell me, do you?"

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