"Second brother, this is not like your grades. These are worth at most 1,000 yuan. You used to earn over 10,000 yuan."
Ye Cheng smiled slightly, "Over ten thousand every day? I'd be laughing my head off! Hurry up, I need to finish this so I can go back and rest."
Old He called his workers over to count the money, and it came to only a little over 800. Well, consider today's work a waste.
As soon as Ye Cheng returned to the village, he received a call from Duan Yong.
"Brother Cheng, holy crap!"
The first thing Duan Yong said was a swear word.
Ye Cheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Brother Cheng, didn't you tell me to squat here and watch? I've been squatting here until now, and Boss Kong has only sold a little bit of the crayfish before taking them back."
Moreover, when other people approached him to ask, he said there weren't any left.
"Damn it, this guy did it on purpose."
Duan Yong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice rose as well. "And also, he just told me that he only sold 50 jin today because people thought the price was too high and wanted us to lower it."
"Brother Cheng, should we go up and expose him right now? Damn it, that old fox!"
Ye Cheng listened silently, never expecting that Boss Kong would actually do it.
Exposing him is useless; it'll just be a quarrel. He's a businessman, and it's understandable that he pursues profit.
"You've been squatting here for so long, do you know how much he sells it for per kilogram?" After thinking for a while, Ye Cheng asked.
"I know, it's 12 yuan per jin, and they're still not satisfied with making 4 yuan per jin from us."
"Okay, I understand. Go and pick up the crayfish this afternoon. If he asks if the price has dropped, just tell him to ask me when you get back. I'm still out at sea."
"Oh," came the reply from the other end of the phone, followed by a question from Duan Yong in an uneasy tone.
"Brother Cheng, what should we do with our crayfish? Should we go to another restaurant?"
Ye Cheng held the phone, his expression resolute. "No need, we'll sell them ourselves. You come back first, I'll think about it some more."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Cheng's serious expression suddenly relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
It's done, the crayfish are done.
I only sold my goods at Boss Kong's place for two days, and he was able to sell them for 12 yuan per kilogram.
This means there is market demand!
and!
There is still room for prices to rise.
Since that's the case, why should I ask others for help? I might as well let others ask me for help.
With such high profits, even if Boss Kong deliberately messed with me, I wouldn't let him sell it for 8 yuan now, let alone let him do so.
I need to go into the city tomorrow to finalize this matter.
As he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang again. Ye Cheng picked it up without even looking at it.
"Ah Yong, what's wrong?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before someone spoke, "Acheng, this is your brother. Come over to the farmhouse. There's a problem; someone's blocking us from starting work."
It was the voice of the eldest brother, Ye Guowei.
Are agritainment businesses still not allowed to operate?
What's going on here?
"Okay, brother, I'm at home, I'll be right there."
Ye Cheng hung up the phone with a displeased look, then got on his motorcycle, called Xiao Hu, and sped off to the old house.
He could hear the noisy commotion from afar. After turning the corner, the scene before him made Ye Cheng's face darken.
grass!
It's the Chen family again.
A dozen or so members of the Chen family stood at the old house, blocking the excavator from starting work.
There were only a few people, including Ye Guowei, on their side. They had hired a few laborers, who were also from their village. The laborers were there to work, not to fight, so they were left to watch from the sidelines.
Upon hearing the sound of Ye Cheng's motorcycle, the people on both sides quieted down and looked at Ye Cheng together.
Ye Cheng parked his motorcycle and strode over, his cold gaze sweeping across the faces of the Chen family members, instantly suppressing their imposing aura.
Ye Guowei quickly came forward, while Sun Baocheng followed behind timidly, not daring to speak.
Sun Ping'an, on the other hand, was full of indignation, with veins bulging on his neck. Young people are more hot-blooded, and it's inevitable that they would get agitated in such a situation.
Ye Cheng glanced at Ye Guowei; he was unharmed, so it seemed no conflict had broken out yet. He pointed coldly at the Chen family members and asked,
"Brother, are they the ones preventing us from starting construction?"
Ye Guowei nodded, his once honest face now filled with anger, and pointed at one of the people, saying,
"Yes, it was Chen Houda who led the charge. He insisted that this was his ancestral home, and that disturbing the earth would disrupt his family's feng shui."
Ye Cheng turned around and saw Chen Houda standing at the front. When he saw Ye Cheng's sharp gaze, his eyes flickered, and he seemed a little scared.
Ye Cheng's fearsome reputation is well-known in the village, and fights between the villagers have happened more than once or twice.
However, considering the potential profits, he still stubbornly stepped forward and spoke sternly.
"What's wrong? This is my family's ancestral home. Everyone in the village knows that. I'm not lying."
"That's right, that's right, that's my family's ancestral home, you can't touch my family's ancestral home."
Seeing that Chen Houda had taken the lead, the others behind him also started to cheer.
Seeing that the men were speaking logically and reasonably, Ye Guowei did not object. Ye Cheng knew that what they said was probably true.
However, what does this have to do with me?
I rented the land from the village through proper procedures and paid the fees.
Besides, their so-called ancestral home has been empty for over a decade, and they've never come to repair or tidy it up. Now that they want to build a farmhouse inn, they're jumping out again, clearly just trying to cause trouble.
Xiao Hu walked up from behind, looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and said without any politeness, "Brother, let's just take them down. Do you think we're easy to bully?"
Ye Cheng glanced back and saw that this guy had picked up a brick at some point, and if they disagreed, he would definitely throw it at him.
"Wait."
Ye Cheng raised his hand to stop him.
Fighting isn't wrong, but you can't fight all the time.
There are other methods we can try now.
He gestured for Xiaohu to stay still, then took a step back and started making a phone call.
When Chen Houda and the others saw Ye Cheng making a phone call, they immediately became a little flustered, wondering who Ye Cheng was looking for.
He pointed at Ye Cheng, his voice trembling with fear, and shouted, "Ye Lao Er, it's no use who you talk to. We're here to reason with you. Even if the police come, they can't do anything to us."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Cheng glanced at him casually, then told Xiao Hu to step back a little, lit a cigarette, and ignored him.
Ye Cheng's confident demeanor left Chen Houda somewhat bewildered, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to respond.
The others also began to feel uneasy, whispering amongst themselves around Chen Hou.
"Uncle, is Ye Cheng calling for reinforcements? There are only about a dozen of us. What if he brings a whole bunch of people?"
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