Also, lately, the dogs at those houses near my house have been barking quite fiercely. Don't blame me if they run away someday.
After saying that, Ye Cheng turned and left, ignoring the gossipy women.
Seeing that Ye Cheng had stood up for her, Widow Zhang looked at him with gratitude. "Second brother, thank you. You're a good person. I don't believe you've offended the Dragon King of the Sea."
"It's alright, let them believe it if they want to. What era are we living in? Why would anyone still believe this? Let's go."
This little incident didn't cause any major problems. Ye Cheng took the two of them back to his home and put their things away.
Ye Cheng jumped out and handed three bread crabs to Widow Zhang, saying, "Auntie, you've worked hard all morning."
Ye Cheng had assumed Widow Zhang would happily accept the money, but instead she hesitated for a moment, then looked at him with embarrassment, "Um, Cheng, can I take the money?"
"Sure, how much do you want? I'll give you cash." Ye Cheng didn't mind, assuming she didn't want him to sell it.
Widow Zhang slowly extended three fingers and said softly, "I want 300 yuan."
"How much?" Ye Cheng looked at Widow Zhang in disbelief.
Little Tiger, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at Widow Zhang. "No, Auntie, you can make 300 yuan just by doing this? Doesn't that mean everyone is a millionaire? You're too greedy! My brother can sell three bread crabs for 150 yuan, that's quite a lot."
Widow Zhang looked ashamed, but still silently held up three fingers.
Ye Cheng frowned. The first person he met after his rebirth was Widow Zhang, and he should be said to have been quite sensible. What's wrong with her today?
“Okay, I’ll give you 300,” Ye Cheng said, then took 300 out of his pocket.
Xiao Hu couldn't stand it anymore. "No, bro, are you really giving that much? People will really think you two have something going on!"
Xiao Hu was suggesting that the two had some kind of special relationship. Given the nature of the villagers, the fact that Ye Cheng paid Zhang the widow such a high wage would definitely cause them to start gossiping.
There's always trouble around a widow's door; Ye Cheng is just asking for trouble.
Widow Zhang lowered her head even further. Ye Cheng waved his hand, signaling Xiao Hu to stop talking, and stuffed 300 into Widow Zhang's hand.
"Auntie, here's 300 yuan, please take it."
"Okay, I'm leaving." Widow Zhang responded in a whisper, clutching the money in her hand as she hurried out the door.
"Brother." Xiao Hu wanted to say something more.
Ye Cheng stopped him, "Never mind, I just won't call her next time."
When Ye Cheng said he wouldn't call him that next time, Xiao Hu didn't say anything more.
"Brother, are you going to town to sell things today?"
"Wait a minute, let me pick through them and see how many oysters there are."
Ye Cheng was still thinking about eating oysters.
The oysters were placed by Widow Zhang together with the whelks. Ye Cheng picked them out one by one. There were more than 20 in total, and they were quite large, even bigger than Ye Cheng's palm.
If you sell them, you can probably get seven or eight yuan each, which would only amount to about a hundred yuan. You might as well enjoy them yourself.
Ye Cheng found a small knife, secured the oyster, inserted it, and pried one open. Inside was plump and juicy oyster meat, so meaty and delicious-looking.
In later generations, even setting aside the fake oysters at barbecue stalls, there aren't many oysters this good anymore.
Ye Cheng gently lifted the oyster meat with his knife and swallowed it whole.
Raw oysters are incredibly fresh, beyond words.
Not to be outdone, Xiao Hu also did it, raising his eyebrows.
There are many ways to eat oysters. Generally speaking, they can be grilled or steamed in a pressure cooker. Of course, they can also be eaten raw, but eating them raw is risky, so Ye Cheng doesn't dare to eat too many.
"I'll go into town to sell my goods first. I'll have my sister-in-law steam these in a pressure cooker later. You can wash the bamboo basket and these clothes of mine too."
Ye Cheng pointed to the clothes he was wearing after getting wet.
"Damn, no way, bro, you want me to wash these clothes too?" Xiao Hu exclaimed with a bitter expression.
"Why don't you go sell goods?"
"Then forget it. The city is too big. I'd rather stay in the village. I can still play some games there."
This guy turned out to be a complete shut-in in later generations.
Ignoring Xiao Hu, Ye Cheng took the remaining oysters to Jiang Yunxiang's place, asking her to steam them for him that evening before coming over for dinner.
Once everything was ready, Ye Cheng loaded a cart full of seafood and headed into the city.
These are all common varieties; just ask Lao Qian directly.
When we arrived, Old Qian said that seafood prices had recently risen, so all kinds of seafood had increased in price a bit.
The white eels weighed 46 jin (approximately 23 catties) in total. Since they were wild, the price was 100 yuan per jin, totaling 4600 yuan.
Four geoducks of varying sizes were sold for 600 yuan.
The whelks weighed 32 jin (approximately 16 kg), and at 15 yuan per jin, they sold for 450 yuan.
The mantis shrimp in this batch were a bit smaller, totaling 21 jin (16.5 kg), and sold for 840 yuan at 40 yuan per jin.
The total sales amounted to 6490 yuan.
As for the dog shark, Lao Qian thought about it for a long time but still bought it. Not many people eat it, but what if someone wants it? It was 80 yuan per jin (500 grams), and it weighed more than 4 jin. He sold it for 340 yuan.
So, the total sales of the fish traps today amounted to 6830 yuan. After deducting the 300 yuan given to Widow Zhang, the actual income was 6530 yuan.
Well, not many, it's just a matter of accumulating little by little, taking it one step at a time.
After selling his goods, Ye Cheng had nothing else to do, so he went straight back to the village.
The round trip went quickly; when they got back, Xiaohu was still washing the cage.
Cleaning the fish traps was quite troublesome, especially since this time it was in a trench with lots of dirt. Xiao Hu found a water pipe and rinsed them in Ye Cheng's yard.
Upon seeing Ye Cheng return, Xiao Hu immediately exclaimed happily, "Brother, you're back! Come and help me, it's too difficult for me to manage alone."
Ye Cheng rubbed his forehead, pretending to be in pain, "No, I'm dizzy again, I need to sleep for a while, you hurry up and get to work."
Here's your 2000 yuan.
All told, Ye Cheng now has 114,000 yuan in savings. If he works hard for a few more days, he can buy a house.
Ye Cheng went back to his room and went straight to sleep. His claim of dizziness was half true and half false. He hadn't fully recovered from yesterday's fever, and after going to the sea, he really didn't feel well.
In his dazed state, Ye Cheng heard the sounds of a keyboard and mouse beside him; it must be Xiao Hu starting to chop down the skeletons.
He was half asleep when he heard Xiaohu calling him, "Brother, it's 5 o'clock, time for dinner."
Ye Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, his body still a little weak.
"It's 5 o'clock?"
"Okay, my mom called me home for dinner, so I'm going home now."
"Okay, you go ahead, I'm going to have dinner at my older brother's place too."
After Xiao Hu left, Ye Cheng touched his forehead. Fortunately, he should be fine.
If he gets a fever again, the rumors in the village will probably spread even more.
I got up and walked to my older brother's house. Ye Guowei had come home early today and was already there.
The pressure cooker was hissing and steaming in the kitchen, and you could already smell the delicious aroma.
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