Hearing Ye Cheng's words, the group was immediately placed on opposite sides. They exchanged glances, then said with forced smiles,
"We have no problem with that, just name your price."
Ye Cheng didn't want to cheat everyone, so he had Xiao Hu weigh all the crabs first. There were 78 in total, weighing 200 jin, which is less than 3 jin per crab on average.
"Dear bosses, these mud crabs are not roe crabs, they are just large. I estimate that the taste will be slightly inferior to that of small mud crabs, so even if it starts at 20 yuan per catty, the starting bid is 4,000 yuan."
Ye Chengkai's price is quite reasonable; even ordinary blue crabs can sell for this price. Although large blue crabs are not necessarily delicious, many seafood eaters value not just the taste, but also the prestige.
So when these bosses heard that it was only 20 yuan per kilogram, they immediately got excited.
"I'll offer 4500!" Mr. Wu immediately raised the price by 500.
"Damn, Lao Wu, you've got money to burn! Add another 500, I'll add another 100, 4600." Boss Lin was the second to make his offer.
cut!
After saying all that, he only added 100. The bosses looked at Boss Lin with disdain, thinking that this guy was just stingy.
"If you're going to dawdle like this, I'll take over. I'll just give you my price range: 6,000 yuan. If you go over that, I'll give up," Boss Zhou shouted.
Ye Cheng found those words very familiar.
It's like when I played games in later years and started a gold farming group to sell equipment, 6000p.
The price of 6,000 is not low, and several bosses hesitated when they heard it, because not everyone has such good channels.
However, with so many people, it's not just Boss Zhou who has access to these channels.
“Since Boss Zhou has already stated his price range, let’s give him one too, 6200,” Boss He said calmly.
He made tens of thousands of dollars from reselling clams last time, and now he's very wealthy.
Upon hearing that Boss He had raised the price again, the other bosses, feeling a bit too full, all fell silent.
Boss He looked around smugly, then turned to look at Ye Cheng.
"Second brother, 6200, is it a deal?"
Ye Cheng nodded, and was about to speak when suddenly another voice rang out.
"Wait! I'll bid 7000!"
7000, damn, another 800 added.
Ye Cheng wanted to see who was so fierce, but when he looked up, he immediately had a strange expression on his face.
The one speaking was Boss Zhou, the man who mentioned 6000p.
He clearly said he'd let you go if it was over 6000, but now he's raising the price again. That's a bit of a trick. If this were a game, he'd probably get yelled at.
"No, Lao Zhou, you just said you'd give up if it exceeded 6,000, what do you mean by raising the price now?" Boss He looked at him with great displeasure.
Boss Zhou remained calm.
"I was just saying that, there was no contract. Anyway, the highest bidder wins, right, second brother?"
Ye Cheng looked helpless. It was indeed a case of the highest bidder winning. Although the psychological tactics people used were a bit underhanded, they weren't illegal.
"Boss Zhou, 7000? Anyone else want to raise the price?" Ye Cheng said helplessly.
Boss He's face darkened, he frowned and calculated for a long time, then said unhappily,
"I don't want it anymore."
"Alright, Mr. Zhou, 7,000 yuan, that's it, we'll settle the payment."
"Haha, don't worry, I'll pay right now." Boss Zhou generously paid the money on the spot.
The remaining mangrove clams weren't worth much, so Ye Cheng sold them for 5 yuan per jin (500 grams), making a little over 600 yuan, for a total of 7600 yuan.
It wasn't a lot, nor was it a little. Ye Fen gave 2600 to Xiao Hu and kept 5000 for himself.
Anyway, this is just a small amount of money; the big money is still outside the village.
After selling out, the shopkeepers went back to rest. Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu tidied up, then took Xiao Hu back to the village, casually leaving Da Huang at home.
Go find your older brother yourself, and then have Xiao Hu go to Duan Yong's place to get your motorcycle back.
Such a heavy log is difficult to pull by man alone; it would be much easier with a motorcycle to help.
Ye Guowei was a little surprised to see Ye Cheng come in. It was already 9 p.m., and he was planning to go to bed with his wife for a meeting. What was his younger brother doing here at this time?
"Acheng, what's the rush?" Ye Guowei and Jiang Yunxiang came out, having put on some clothes.
"Brother, I got a piece of ebony, it's a bit heavy, you have to help me carry it home."
"Sunken wood? What's that?" Ye Guowei didn't react for a moment.
"Is it that ebony, the kind that's said to ward off evil spirits?" Jiang Yunxiang interjected excitedly.
"Yes, sister-in-law, that's the one, but this one is a bit big, probably weighs more than a ton."
"What? More than a ton? Isn't this stuff supposed to be very rare?" Jiang Yunxiang was taken aback.
"Anyway, it was fished out of the sea. I've put it in the sea outside the village. I need to take it home at night when no one is around, otherwise it'll be troublesome if someone sees it."
Ye Guowei was stunned; he froze, not even bothering to put his clothes back on.
"You're dealing with ebony? That stuff costs a ton."
"Yes, brother, ebony, one ton, in the sea, we need to bring it up." Ye Cheng gave his older brother a concise explanation.
"Okay, let's hurry up and go. Want to go into the sea to retrieve them?"
“If you won’t go into the sea, I will. You can use your motorcycles to pull me up, and then we’ll find a three-wheeled cart to take me home.”
The cart Ye Cheng mentioned was a wooden plank cart from before tricycles became popular.
This kind of thing, which relies entirely on human power, is quite strenuous, but it has one advantage: it's relatively long, so you can pull the log down.
"A cart, right? Yes, I have one. I'll go borrow it right now." Ye Guowei put on his clothes and prepared to go out.
"Hey, remember not to tell anyone what it's for," Jiang Yunxiang whispered, watching Ye Guowei's retreating figure.
"Let's go, sister-in-law. You can keep an eye on things for us later." Ye Cheng also called Jiang Yunxiang along.
To be honest, this thing is so big, and there's no crane, I don't even know if I can pull it myself.
Ye Cheng led Jiang Yunxiang to the beach, where Xiao Hu was already waiting on his motorcycle with several bundles of rope in his hand.
Such a large log certainly can't be dragged up with just one rope, and for such a long distance, you need at least one rope.
The three walked towards the sea. This stretch of mudflat had been contracted by Ye Guowei, and no one came here anymore.
Ye Cheng looked at the distant sea; the markers he had made were still there.
"Xiao Hu, you and my sister-in-law stay up here and tidy up the ropes. I'll take one down to the sea first."
When Ye Cheng lowered the log, he deliberately didn't remove the float, so that it would provide some buoyancy when he pulled it up later.
He went down into the sea, dragged the rope to find the ebony wood, tied one end securely, and then came back up to get another rope.
When we arrived, Ye Guowei had already brought a large flatbed cart with him.
"I borrowed it from someone, is this enough?"
"Okay, brother, you and Xiaohu adjust your positions. After I tie the rope, I'll give you a hand signal, and you can move forward together to see if you can pull it."
"OK!"
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