"Second Uncle, would I lie to you?"
"I've been there before, but I've never seen so many good products," Wang Haisheng muttered to himself.
"That's right, I'm lucky to be with my brother."
Wang Haisheng's heart stirred, and he looked at Ye Cheng, who was standing silently to the side.
"Young man, how about this, I'll take all your goods, is that alright?" Mr. Qian suddenly said.
"You bought everything?" Ye Cheng was a little surprised. This box was quite a lot, plus the snakeskin bag he was carrying, adding up to several dozen kilograms.
"Yes, don't worry, the price will definitely be better than if you sell to a buyer; they still make a profit on the difference." Mr. Qian sincerely handed over two cigarettes, Hua Zi.
Regardless of the era, Hua Zi cigarettes have always been a symbol of status. Even in later generations, when many cigarettes costing hundreds of yuan were introduced, Hua Zi cigarettes still maintained a high status.
Besides, in this day and age, Hua Zi is definitely a luxury item for the wealthy. However, Ye Cheng doesn't like its taste; it's simply a matter of personal preference.
Ye Cheng took it and lit it himself.
"Sure, Mr. Qian, name your price."
"Pour out that bag of yours too, let me check the quality." Boss Qian smiled and pointed to the snakeskin bag in Ye Cheng's hand.
"Okay, Little Tiger, give Qian Zong some money and let us see."
Xiao Hu responded, went into the cabin, took out a water tank, and emptied Ye Cheng's snakeskin bag.
Wang Haisheng's eyes lit up with envy; those two lads were going to strike it rich.
It was full of large sea cucumbers and some abalone; as for the snails and the like, he had automatically ignored them.
Mr. Qian stopped smoking and muttered under his breath, "Damn it."
He picked out the largest abalone from the box, definitely a four-headed abalone, which alone was worth a lot of money, not to mention all the smaller abalone there.
There were also sea cucumbers; the thickest one was almost as long as his arm.
Ye Cheng remained silent, watching quietly from the side. This batch of goods could fetch a good price; the only question was how much money could be made.
According to his estimate, if he sold it to Lao Lin, he could get around 3,000 yuan.
Mr. Qian asked his companion to bring over a few crates and sorted the seafood inside. Abalone, sea cucumber, and razor clams were packed separately, while the rest of the miscellaneous items were left in the box.
"I'll take these three frames, and forget about the other seashells and such. I'll charge you 5000 in total, how about that?"
Ye Cheng's eyes lit up. 5000, that's a good number.
Wang Haisheng and Xiao Hu were already panting heavily. 5000! 5000 in one day! This...
Xiao Hu looked at Ye Cheng expectantly, wanting to say, "Brother, please agree quickly."
Ye Cheng glanced at President Qian, smiled slightly, and extended his hand. "Deal."
"Hahaha, good, young man, you have guts! Your expression didn't even change when you heard 5000." Boss Qian laughed heartily.
At his level, he's met many people, and it's not that they haven't offered him good products, but they all get incredibly excited when they hear the price he quotes.
There aren't many people as composed as Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng had no choice. As a reborn person, 5,000 yuan was really not enough to buy even one square meter of housing in the future. It wasn't a lot of money, and he was used to it.
"Give me the money," Mr. Qian ordered. His companion immediately opened his waist bag, took out a stack of bills, and began counting them.
Fifty large bills, it's quite a thick stack.
Ye Cheng clapped his hands together and bowed to Boss Qian, saying, "Thank you, boss."
As he spoke, he counted out 1500 and gave it to Xiaohu, saying, "Here, this is yours."
Wang Haisheng's eyes widened. This morning he was trying to lure his silly nephew with 15 yuan, but he never expected that the other man would make 1,500 yuan in one day. He himself only made a few hundred yuan by bringing in two bosses and having a seafood meal.
He stared longingly at Ye Cheng, wondering if he should get a share too, but to his surprise, Ye Cheng simply put it in his pocket.
"Ah Cheng, you made a good profit on this trip," Wang Haisheng said, rubbing his hands together.
"Well, Uncle, how about I sell you the remaining seafood for 100 yuan?" Ye Cheng pointed to what Mr. Qian had left over.
He knew exactly what Wang Haisheng was trying to say, but this guy had almost refused to help them that morning, and they had agreed that all the profits would be theirs. He wasn't going to be stupid enough to give Wang Haisheng any more money.
Sometimes, some people are just like that; if you treat them too well, they easily become dissatisfied.
"Although this seafood is what I had left over, it should be able to sell for over 200 yuan, Lao Wang. You'll make a profit," Boss Qian said.
Wang Haisheng glanced at his nephew, Xiao Hu, who had already put the money away. He then tilted his head and went to look at the sea.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, 100 it is."
"Thank you, boss." Ye Cheng extended his hand directly.
Wang Haisheng's face darkened. "Are you afraid I'll renege on my debt?"
Ye Cheng smiled without saying a word. Who knows what you're thinking? What if you go back on your word once you're on the shore?
Wang Haisheng reluctantly took out 100 yuan and handed it to Ye Cheng, who happily flicked it and pocketed it.
Sure, I made 3,600 yuan this time. Adding that to the money I gave my brother before, I'm almost done paying off my debts.
"Young man, do you often come here to go beachcombing?" After paying, Mr. Qian chatted with Ye Cheng with great interest.
"Yeah, I come here to go beachcombing whenever I have nothing to do. I'm unemployed," Ye Cheng said casually.
"If you find anything good in the future, remember to contact me. I'll leave you my phone number."
Ye Cheng scratched his head awkwardly, "Um, I don't have a phone yet."
"Little Tiger, go inside and find a piece of paper to write this down."
"Young man, you've made quite a bit of money on this trip. You should get a cell phone, otherwise it'll be hard for you to expand your business," Mr. Qian joked.
Ye Cheng nodded. Yes, it's time to buy a phone, but it will have to wait a while.
Xiao Hu found some paper and pen and wrote down Boss Qian's phone number.
“I’m in Donghai City. Call me anytime if you have any goods. It’s better than selling to a buyer, but the quality has to be good.”
"Okay, don't worry."
The group chatted for a short while before reaching the shore.
Ye Cheng helped President Qian load the things into the car, and then took Xiao Hu to buy some braised dishes. After a long day, Lin Feng felt he had to do himself a disservice if he didn't have something to eat.
When they returned to the village, it was already time for dinner. Xiao Hu went home, but Ye Cheng went straight to his older brother Ye Guowei's house.
"Brother." Ye Cheng called out as soon as he entered the door.
Ye Guowei had just returned and was still taking a shower when Jiang Yunxiang came out.
Upon seeing Ye Cheng, Jiang Yunxiang immediately smiled, much more enthusiastically than when she last visited.
"Ah Cheng's here! Have you eaten yet? If not, let's eat together."
Ye Cheng sighed. Jiang Yunxiang had never been so enthusiastic in inviting him to dinner before, but he understood. The original owner of this body was indeed a bit of a jerk.
"Sister-in-law, I just got back from sea and haven't eaten yet. I brought some braised dishes with me," Ye Cheng said, placing the dishes on the table.
"Acheng, don't buy groceries randomly anymore, they're expensive outside," Jiang Yunxiang gently scolded.
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