Hearing what Lao Jiang said, Xiao Hu also joined in the persuasion.
"Yeah, bro, why are you helping them? They won't appreciate it."
"Yeah, second brother, if you really want to compensate, you might as well just give us money directly. Why waste money like this?"
Ye Cheng smiled calmly.
"I didn't ask you to do the salvage. I just want you to go down and retrieve some of the pollutants. That should be cheap, right?"
"You mean oil extraction?" Old Jiang asked.
"Yes, I checked that place. There are too many rocks, and the boat can't tow it out. But they should still have a lot of fuel left. Let's see if we can get the fuel tanks out to avoid polluting the environment later."
Old Jiang stopped smoking and looked at Ye Cheng with surprise.
"Second brother, are you serious? It's just because of environmental pollution?"
Ye Chengzhen nodded emphatically.
"Honestly, it's all for the sake of the marine environment."
Chiang Kai-shek gave a cryptic smile, then emphasized as he spoke...
"Okay, since you said you want to protect the environment, then I'll do it. Send me your location, and I'll bring some people to get it out."
"It's a deal, this thing isn't cheap, it'll probably cost over ten thousand."
"Money is not a problem, just be careful when you go there, there are many reefs over there."
"Don't worry, we'll definitely be careful."
To put Old Jiang at ease, Ye Cheng first paid a deposit of 5,000 yuan before bringing Xiao Hu out.
"Brother, is there something valuable on their ship?" Xiao Hu asked, looking incredulous.
"What a load of rubbish! It's just to avoid polluting the environment. We're fishermen, and if the sea is still polluted, how are we supposed to fish in the future?"
Xiao Hu pouted, "Fine, the money's yours anyway."
It's normal that Xiaohu doesn't understand yet. Protecting the environment is a thankless and arduous task that they can't comprehend right now, but they will in the future.
"Oh, right," Ye Cheng suddenly changed the subject, "The Zhu brothers should be released tomorrow. Come with me to Xialing Village."
"Huh? Going to their doorstep? Or are you just trying to scare them?" Xiao Hu was a little surprised when he heard this; this didn't seem like Ye Cheng's style.
"Stop fighting all the time. Let's go there. I want to see if there's any way to resolve this."
Xiao Hu gave a wry smile. "Brother, although we're good at fighting, isn't it a bit dangerous to just go to someone else's territory like this?"
"They're not a bandit's den. You're making it sound like we're going to our deaths."
"That would be suicide! What if the people from Xialing Village were in cahoots with the Zhu brothers? We'd definitely be beaten to death."
Ye Cheng grew impatient. "Just tell me if you're going or not."
"Go! Of course we have to go!" Xiao Hu shouted. "If I don't go, and you get beaten to death, we won't even have anyone to tell our families."
"Get lost! If anyone's going to run, it'll be me who can run away. You think you're the only one who can?"
"Brother, I can't say for sure how fast I can run, but I'm definitely more durable than you."
"Alright, if a fight really breaks out tomorrow, you'll be responsible for taking the beating, and I'll be responsible for running away."
"Damn it, bro, you're sending me to my death."
"Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me."
The two returned to Lao He's place, laughing and joking.
"So, Lao He, how much can we sell it for?"
Old He pointed to the neatly organized items and said,
"Well, look, that's all, 1200 in total."
There weren't many items today, so Ye Cheng didn't bother to look at them anymore. He collected 1200 and went home.
In the evening, Han Xiaotao came over to help him wash his hair, and Ye Cheng also asked her to take the longline fishing back and prepare it so that he could go out to sea the next day.
"Ah, Brother Cheng, you're finally going out to sea again!" Han Xiaotao was overjoyed to hear that she was going out to sea; she would finally have work to do.
Ye Cheng smiled. "What's wrong? Tight on money?"
"It's not that I'm nervous, it's just that I'm a little worried about not having any money coming in."
"Young man, are you worried about being short of money now? You'll have a long life ahead of you, and many more tough times to come, hahaha."
Ye Cheng laughed at himself as he spoke, a classic line from a loser going crazy that would become a classic in later generations.
However, Han Xiaotao looked at him with a blank expression, clearly not understanding.
Forehead...
Ye Cheng finally managed to tell a joke, but the person didn't understand it. He waved his hand helplessly.
"It's nothing, it's just a lame joke."
Han Xiaotao thought for a long time, then forced a smile.
"Oh, that's funny."
Ye Cheng: ...
In the end, Han Xiaotao, looking completely bewildered, took the items back. Ye Cheng told Duan Chunsheng that they would be going out to sea tomorrow afternoon, and then quickly went to rest. It had been a long time since he had handled any cargo, and he was a little nervous.
The next morning, Ye Cheng didn't get up early and slept until after 7 a.m.
When I got up, I saw that the longline fishing gear had already been coiled up and placed in the yard, which meant that Han Xiaotao must have been there.
For breakfast, we ate dumplings with beef filling, which were brought by Widow Zhang.
Widow Zhang didn't rush to leave today, but sat aside and watched Ye Cheng eat.
Ye Cheng looked at her strangely.
"What? Nothing to do today?"
Widow Zhang looked somewhat gloomy, glancing at Ye Cheng as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Just say what you have to say."
"Um," Widow Zhang pursed her lips, then mustered her courage and said,
"Ah Cheng, is there any work lately? You see, we haven't sold crayfish in a long time."
Upon hearing this, Ye Cheng immediately understood that he needed to find work again.
Damn it, no wonder when I watched Hong Kong movies, those triad bosses always said that being a boss was really tough.
It's not just difficult, it's really difficult.
All the underlings need you to work for them and provide for their livelihood.
“The crayfish haven’t been raised yet, so we’ll have to wait a bit longer. But in the future, we’ll probably focus on farming. Let me think about it some more, and I’ll find you a long-term job.”
Hearing Ye Cheng say that, Widow Zhang was immediately happy. She added a little chili oil to Ye Cheng's condiment bowl and then said,
"There's no rush. I've already made quite a bit of money."
"We can't just sit around and do nothing."
Ye Cheng stuffed a dumpling into his mouth. The beef dumpling had a peppery taste, which was very different from the delicious taste of the pork and mushroom dumplings. It made him feel a surge of energy instantly after eating it.
"Hey, could you bring me some more dumplings for lunch? We'll eat a few when we go out to sea this afternoon, but we don't need the soup."
"Okay, I'll make you some more when I get back."
After they had eaten enough, Ye Cheng gave Widow Zhang 5,000 yuan as payment for her food during this period.
Widow Zhang took the money, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Ye Cheng with some emotion.
"Then I'll accept it."
"We should take what we owe you; we can't keep taking advantage of you for nothing."
Widow Zhang rolled her eyes at him, then put the money away.
Ye Chengzhen didn't care that they were being paid; they were there to make money, not to do volunteer work.
After finishing breakfast at 8 o'clock, Ye Cheng rode his motorcycle to pick up Xiao Hu, and then went to Li the Cripple's place to buy two boxes of milk to take with him.
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