After Xiaobai left, Ye Cheng and Xiaohu went to the back and started casting the net. This time, the net caught about 30% less than the previous one, about 100 pounds less, but it was still a good harvest.
However, there is now a problem: the ship's hold is almost full. After filling it halfway, there is no room left in the water tanks. The rest can only be put into the water tanks, and the rest can only be watched helplessly as they die on the deck.
However, the price difference between dead and live mackerel wasn't that big, so I wasn't too heartbroken.
Ye Cheng piled the dead fish up on the deck and started heading back. It was almost time; he could sell the fish and then have dinner in no time.
Ye Cheng steered the boat from the front, while Xiao Hu packed things up in the back.
While working, Xiao Hu suddenly picked up the mackerel and examined it closely. After looking at it for a while, Xiao Hu looked at Ye Cheng.
"Brother, do you think this is a blue-spotted mackerel?"
"Huh? Blue spots?" Ye Cheng turned around and took the fish.
There are three main types of Spanish mackerel: blue-spotted Spanish mackerel, spotted Spanish mackerel, and Korean Spanish mackerel.
The main things to look at are the fish's head and body.
Blue-spotted mackerel have a body height shorter than their head length, while spotted mackerel have a body height approximately equal to their head length, and Korean mackerel have a body height significantly greater than their head length.
It's basically just that one is flatter and the other is longer.
Furthermore, the spots on the blue-spotted mackerel are more clearly distributed, with two straight lines of spots and elongated spots on its body. The spots on the spotted mackerel, on the other hand, are not as regularly distributed and do not have elongated spots.
The fish in Ye Cheng's hand was about 40 centimeters long and slender. Judging from the spots on its head and body, it was undoubtedly a blue-spotted mackerel.
Actually, the three types of mackerel taste similar, but their prices vary from place to place.
In Donghai City, blue-spotted mackerel is a bit more expensive, but not by much. Overall, they are economical fish, unlike large yellow croaker which is much more expensive.
The two of them hurried along with a boat full of fish, managing to get back to the dock before 4 o'clock.
Before we even reached the shore, we saw Boss He already standing on the dock, eagerly waiting. He was all alone. That old rascal must not have told anyone else. He's so cunning.
As soon as the boat docked, Boss He jumped aboard impatiently. Before he could even speak, he was shocked by what he saw and pointed to a deck full of dead fish.
"Hey, second brother, what are you doing? You're just letting all these fish die? That's such a waste."
"This is mackerel, second brother. Aren't you being a bit too extravagant these days?"
Boss He shook his head repeatedly, feeling heartbroken. Live animals would sell much better.
Ye Cheng didn't speak, but simply pulled open the water tank and said slowly,
"The living ones are here, there's really no more room, so we'll have to put them outside."
Boss He looked stunned, walked over and took a look, and couldn't help but swear.
"Holy shit!"
Ye Cheng's face darkened. "Why are they swearing now?"
"Second brother, who can stand it if you don't scold me? Who goes out to sea and gets wiped out every day? Huh?"
Ye Cheng stroked his chin. That's true. Who else can be as awesome as me?
"Alright, stop arguing. Look, this is a blue-spotted mackerel. There's no one else around. Name your price, and we'll clear out the stock." Ye Cheng was in a hurry to leave and wanted to sell it off quickly.
"Is it a blue-spotted mackerel?" Boss He said in surprise, bending down to take one out of the water tank and examining it.
They're all seasoned seafood dealers; they can figure it out in a couple of glances.
"It really is a blue-spotted mackerel. Well then, live ones are 35, dead ones are 30. I won't quote any inflated prices, these are all fair prices."
This price is acceptable. Last time, mackerel sold for 30 yuan. Although blue-spotted mackerel is expensive, it's not that much more expensive.
"Okay, let's unload the goods then."
It took quite a while to get so many mackerel out of the tank. In the end, they weighed them and found that the live mackerel weighed 640 jin (320 catties) and the dead mackerel weighed 110 jin (55 catties), for a total of [amount missing] yuan.
Ye Cheng gave the money to Xiao Hu and kept the rest for himself, bringing his total savings to nearly 150,000 yuan.
After settling things over here, Ye Cheng asked Xiao Hu to stay and tidy up the boat, while he rode his motorcycle home to shower and change.
I originally wanted to dress decently, since it was a class reunion, but when I opened my closet...
Well, he does have a formal suit, it's the one his older brother wore to his wedding, which his brother couldn't fit into anymore and gave it to him.
But this suit, well, how should I put it?
Wearing this out would make you look like a migrant worker in the city, and it's hot outside, so you can't wear it.
Forget it, I'll just order shorts and a t-shirt, comfortable and carefree.
No need to wear leather shoes with shorts, just slip on some flip-flops and go. The main point is to be carefree and relaxed. As for what others think, let them think what they want.
Anyway, I'm basically invisible in class.
Riding his motorcycle, Ye Cheng followed the directions given by Wu Bin. There was no GPS navigation at that time; if there were, he could have just driven there directly.
Just from the street name, Ye Cheng drove around the city for a long time before finding it. But the more he walked, the more familiar it seemed. When he finally arrived at the entrance of this private restaurant, he saw...
Ye Cheng suddenly remembered that this was the private restaurant managed by Wang Ke. Zhao Zhiming had brought him here once before, and he had been there a few times himself.
The road is familiar, but I really don't know the name of the road.
I parked my motorcycle, which I use for hauling goods, in a random corner of the parking lot. There are relatively few domestic car brands now; most are American or from neighboring Sakura.
Wu Bin had booked room number 6 this time. The waiter led Ye Cheng there, and they encountered many other customers along the way. It seemed that Wang Ke's business was indeed doing quite well.
Ye Cheng was wondering whether he should go and say hello to Wang Ke since he didn't see him. After all, they were acquaintances.
And Old Zhao, Young Master Cui, oh, and Xiao Rou and that old geezer Old Wang, it's been a long time since I've seen them either.
As Ye Cheng approached the door of VIP room number 6, he heard lively conversation inside. He pushed the door open and entered. A large round table was already full, with more than a dozen people seated.
Upon seeing Ye Cheng enter, Wu Bin immediately stopped speaking, stood up, pointed at Ye Cheng, and said...
"Come on, everyone, look who's here! Ye Cheng! Let's give him a warm welcome!"
Several old classmates sat down and greeted each of them, and Ye Cheng raised his hand and smiled in response.
Some of them have changed a lot; they've gained weight, and Ye Cheng couldn't recognize them at all.
Ye Cheng had just met Hu Xiaoli at the hospital, along with Wu Bin, but he couldn't quite recall the others.
There weren't many seats left at the table; there was one next to Wu Bin, and the other was the serving table.
Ye Cheng had no intention of showing off and walked straight to the serving area.
Wu Bin stood in the seat of honor, looking at Ye Cheng. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he grinned mischievously, and then said loudly,
"Ye Cheng, look at you! You come to a class reunion and you can't even dress nicely. Are you looking down on us?"
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