Li Yong glanced at the water-soaked sacks in the carriage and asked curiously, "Second brother, are you going to sell seafood again?"
"Yes, I did prepare some."
"This isn't just a little bit, it's three sacks!" Li Yong said while driving and checking the rearview mirror.
"They're all worthless goods."
"Hehe, second brother, you're making a fortune in silence," Li Yong teased.
Ye Cheng smiled but remained silent.
"But, second brother, you should eat something good now that you've made money. Why are you still feeding Xiaohu steamed buns and pickled vegetables?" Li Yong gestured with his chin.
"He loves to eat this."
Xiao Hu sat in the back, speechless. He took a big bite of his steamed bun. They had originally planned to eat instant noodles, but Ye Cheng said he was out of money and told him to go home and get steamed buns and pickled vegetables himself.
Hmph! Damn capitalists.
Li Yong had been to Fuwang Seafood Restaurant once before, so he knew the way well and arrived a little after 9 o'clock.
This time, Ye Cheng spoke directly to Boss Qian via mobile phone, so there was no need to ask the waiter to notify him again.
"Hey, Ye Cheng, you're here again! What good stuff did you bring me this time?" Boss Qian was so friendly to Ye Cheng that Ye Cheng thought he was the client.
Seeing Ye Cheng's strange expression, Boss Qian immediately understood. He put his arm around Ye Cheng and whispered, "Brother, to be honest, your stuff last time was pretty good, really good. Several of my old customers have been wanting you to make some more."
Ye Cheng was speechless. "Mr. Qian, I'm just a seafood seller. Don't use words like 'powerful' in this context. If the police hear this, they'll think I'm a drug dealer."
"Huh? Hahaha, Xiao Ye, you're really good at joking." President Qian also burst into laughter at Ye Cheng's humor.
That's how business is. No matter how fierce you are when you're haggling, you always have to be amicable on the surface.
Mr. Qian's words just now were actually a gesture of goodwill. As the buyer, what he should do is find fault with the goods and lower the price.
Now that he's saying Ye Cheng's goods are good, if Ye Cheng is greedy, he'll definitely raise the price, and he'll end up losing money.
To say that Qian is a fool is something Ye Cheng would never believe, no matter what. How could someone who manages such a large seafood restaurant be a fool?
Mr. Qian said this because he wanted to keep Ye Cheng on the business long-term.
From this perspective, Ye Cheng was not opposed. Donghai City was not large, and there were not many people who could handle so much cargo. If he had a stable buyer, it would save him a lot of trouble.
"Come on, let's go to the kitchen and see what good stuff you brought me these past few days. I'll call my old customers."
Mr. Qian found a waiter and brought over a small cart to help carry the seafood inside.
As the seafood was poured out, Mr. Qian's eyes widened in surprise. "So many swimming crabs?"
"They even have blue flower crabs! That's great! Blue flower crabs are relatively rare, and our guests really like them."
Mr. Qian was very interested in blue flower crabs. As mentioned before, things are valued for their rarity. Although the taste is similar to that of ordinary swimming crabs, he wanted to eat this exquisite one.
"These crabs are quite big. Look at the ones I bought from the wholesaler, they're all tiny." Mr. Qian scooped a swimming crab out of his tank and compared the two.
It's true that you don't know the harm without comparison; his stuff is probably only good for cutting into pieces and stir-frying with rice cakes.
"There are big and small sizes, so there are many choices."
"Well, I sell a lot of stir-fried rice cakes with blue crab every day, but I'll definitely save yours for customers who are willing to pay a high price."
"After hearing what you said, Mr. Qian, I suddenly have a bit more anticipation for today's transaction," Ye Cheng said with a slight smile.
"Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely give you a good price. How about this: blue flower crabs are 38 yuan per jin, and swimming crabs are 32 yuan per jin. Is that acceptable?"
Ye Cheng secretly estimated that in later generations, better swimming crabs could sell for 100 or even 200 yuan per catty, while in 2002, it would be good if they could sell for more than 30 yuan per catty.
"Okay, check the portion size." Ye Cheng nodded.
Mr. Qian waved his hand, and two staff members immediately came over and weighed the crabs. "The swimming crabs and red-spotted swimming crabs weigh a total of 33 jin, and the blue flower crabs weigh 42 jin."
"Hmm, what about the whelks? How many whelks?" Ye Cheng pointed to the half-bag of whelks on the other side, which was also a side harvest from last night.
Mr. Qian picked up a handful of whelks, examined them, and weighed them in his hand. "The quality is good. How about 22 yuan per jin for whelks?"
Ye Cheng nodded and waved to indicate that the weight should be taken.
"The whelk weighs a total of 36 jin (18 catties)."
Although whelks are not abundant, they account for a larger proportion than swimming crabs.
"Xiao Ye, let me calculate it for you. There are 33 jin of swimming crabs, and at 32 yuan per jin, the total is 1056 yuan."
The blue flower crabs weighed 42 jin (approximately 21 catties), and cost 38 yuan per jin (approximately 15 yuan per kg), totaling 1596 yuan.
The whelks weigh 36 jin (approximately 18 kg), and cost 22 yuan per jin, totaling 792 yuan.
These three items together total 3444 yuan. How about I round it up to 3500?
Mr. Qian quickly pressed the keys on the calculator and calculated the final price.
3500 yuan is enough for a luck value of 60.
Seeing that Ye Cheng had no objections, Boss Qian prepared to send someone to collect the money.
"Wait a minute," Ye Cheng suddenly said.
"Xiao Ye, is it because you think the price is too low?" Boss Qian looked a little displeased. He hadn't said anything earlier, but now he was saying the price was too low. That was a bit much.
"No." Ye Cheng smiled slightly and waved to Xiao Hu behind him. Xiao Hu stepped forward and handed Ye Cheng a bag he was carrying.
"Mr. Qian, what price can you offer for this?" Ye Cheng took a large conch shell out of the bag.
"A giant golden conch shell!" Mr. Qian exclaimed, carefully taking it from Ye Cheng's hand and examining it closely.
"Great stuff, this is a rare find."
Mr. Qian held it in his hand, clearly delighted with it.
"It's quite rare, Mr. Qian, please name your price."
"Brother, do you have any more of this 200 yuan in your bag? Take it all out and let me see." Boss Qian stared at Ye Cheng's bag.
"There are only 5 in total." Ye Cheng took the conch shells out of his bag.
"Only five? You're really something, bro."
Mr. Qian was speechless. This kind of large conch shell was very rare and definitely a good thing.
"How about this, I'll pay 300 for this bigger one, and 200 for each of the other four, for a total of 1100 yuan, how about that?"
Ye Cheng did the math: the previous estimate was 3500, but now that 1100 has been added, it's 4600.
"Let's add some more, it'll be 4800 yuan in total."
"Okay, 4800 it is, brother, you're straightforward." Boss Qian agreed immediately.
Seeing how readily Mr. Qian agreed, Ye Cheng felt that he might have sold it too cheaply.
However, it has already met my expectations, and I am satisfied.
Mr. Qian happily counted out a stack of money and handed it to Ye Cheng, "Brother, count it, 4800 yuan."
He felt good about paying the money and personally put his arm around Ye Cheng as he saw them out.
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