"By the way, after Jun'an retired, didn't he plan to become a cadre in the city?" Mingjing suddenly remembered this.
"I plan to use my connections at the banquet to get him a seaman job. It's probably not going to happen this year, so I'll wait for another opportunity. I can't let him waste his time in my little tavern."
“I’m going too, let’s go together,” Mingliang said with a smile, hooking her arm around Xie Junan’s neck.
"We'll talk about it after you pass the exam."
As soon as Mingjing finished speaking, a red sedan pulled up in front of the door.
"Am I late?" Song Renren cut his curly hair short, looking more capable, dressed in a professional suit and black high heels, clutching a small leather bag in his hand.
It's just one word: trendy.
"You're the first one, priority selection, first come first served today."
Today's goods are plentiful and rare, and he's afraid that once everyone gathers, a fight might break out and cause discord.
"My goodness, so many good things!" Song Ren was overwhelmed by the choices. Pointing to the three spotted parrots, he said, "I'll take them all, one hundred per catty, no extra charge."
Mingjing saw Dong Li nod, and she nodded in response.
"It weighs a little over thirty-nine pounds in total. We've weighed it, so we won't count the odd amount." Mingjing didn't care about that small change now.
"Great, I trust you."
Song Renren readily rummaged through his bag, quickly counting the stack of banknotes with his red nail polish, and tossed out a portion for Mingjing.
"You count them."
Mingjing counted the money, while Xie Jun'an busied himself packing it up.
"Mr. Song, you seem to be in such a hurry today, why don't you order anything else?" Dong Li asked with a smile, noticing that Song was in a bit of a rush.
"No, I can't afford it. I just came back from Guangcheng. My clients are waiting for me. I came here as soon as I heard Mingjing had some good stuff. The others are too expensive."
Song Renli has been busy expanding her business lately, so her little restaurant can't enjoy this rare species.
Before leaving, she wanted to say something to Mingjing, but after thinking about it, she decided against it, turned around, got into her car, and drove away.
The second one to arrive was Xia Chang'an.
"Mingjing, am I not late? Let me see what good stuff they have?" Xia Chang'an asked, a leather bag tucked under his arm, his hawk-like eyes scanning the water tank.
Every now and then, he would widen his eyes and exclaim, "Good heavens, a yellow croaker? A grouper?"
"Boss Xia, how about a grouper?" Mingjing vaguely sensed that these bosses weren't wealthy enough to handle this big fish.
Will they not sell?
Xia Chang'an's eyes darted around, and he smiled faintly, "Mingjing, my little tavern can't possibly have so much cargo. I'll take all the sea bream, and you can give me that grouper."
Different varieties of sea bream have different prices, and the price is given per fish. The total price is 780 yuan. The Sumatran grouper is rare and costs 361 yuan per fish.
The total is six thousand nine hundred yuan.
Xia Chang'an had specially withdrawn cash from the bank, and the bills were even consecutively numbered. He handed them neatly to Mingjing.
“Mingjing, if you ask me, you should send these two fish to Hong Kong for auction. They’re quite a rare sight.”
Xia Chang'an estimated that if this kind of fish were in Hong Kong, it would definitely fetch an astronomical price. It was a real pity to sell it in this small town.
"How much money could that be?" Mingliang asked, puzzled.
Xia Chang'an held up two fingers.
"Twenty thousand?" Mingliang guessed.
Xia Chang'an shook his head, "Two hundred thousand, one!"
"Two hundred thousand?!?!" Mingliang almost shouted, pulling Mingjing along and saying, "What are we selling here? Don't you know a big boss in Hong Kong? Let him sell it for us."
"Boss Xia, you're not joking, are you?" Mingjing was also a little confused.
She had heard reports of a yellow croaker selling for two million in the 21st century, but those were fish over two meters long and weighing several hundred kilograms. How could hers, which was so small, sell for two hundred thousand?
"Are you kidding me? This kind of thing is worth a lot of money in Hong Kong."
Mingjing was in a daze. Finding Bai Xiaoye wasn't out of the question, but she still owed him money. Although a fish could pay off all her debts, doing it would inevitably result in a higher price because of their acquaintance, and she would end up owing him a favor.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Liu drove up in his Santana, and as soon as he got out of the car, he went straight to the water tank.
"Holy crap! Yellow croaker, grouper! This price is way too high."
After looking around, Mr. Liu ultimately took half of the stingray and left the other half for Dong Li.
"Doesn't Mr. Liu want these two fish either?" Dong Li asked, perplexed.
"No, it's too expensive, I can't afford it," Liu Guangyao waved his hand, then thought for a moment and said, "I do know a few big bosses from Hong Kong, I'll ask them if they want it."
"Thank you so much." Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief. She thought the fish really wouldn't sell, otherwise she would have really gone to Bai Xiaoye.
Dong Li nudged Xie Jun'an, asking him to fetch two top-quality sea fish.
After Liu Guangyao made a few phone calls, he turned around and said, "I asked, and they said yes. They're all my old friends. A yellow croaker is worth 700,000, and a grouper is worth 500,000. What do you think?"
"One million two hundred and fifty thousand? Mr. Liu... are you serious?"
The sound filled my ears, and the brightness felt like a dream.
"Yes, that's quite a lot, Mingjing. The market is pretty good right now. These fish can't be kept alive; they'll be worthless once they die."
The price of dead fish drops by at least half. Mingjing knows this too. If this were the 21st century, she could have earned at least five million from those two fish.
Of course, if that were the case, she would probably go to jail. The price is not bad now, considering it was the 1990s. It would be about the same in later years.
"Alright, thank you, Mr. Liu. How do I pay?" Mingjing asked, suppressing her excitement.
“How about this, I’ll give you a receipt, and you can go directly to the bank to withdraw the money. It’ll save you the trouble. He’s an old friend of mine; he can just give me the money later,” Liu Guangyao suggested.
Mingjing nodded. That was for the best. After all, it was 1.25 million, and she really wouldn't feel comfortable handing it over to someone else.
"Mr. Liu, these are two tiger stripes. You can use them to make soup. It's nothing." Xie Jun'an handed over a wooden frame containing two tiger stripes about the length of a forearm.
"Oh, you're too kind. Mingjing and I are long-time customers, it's only right that we help you," Liu Guangyao said, smiling as he accepted the tiger-striped bag.
"It's worthless. I owe you this favor, Mr. Liu. I'll definitely think of you first when I have a large order in the future," Mingjing said politely.
Then he remembered catching that colorful eel, turned around and went to the car to get the water tank.
"Mr. Liu, this is what I caught. You can take it and raise it. It's quite pretty. I don't know much about it, and it would be a shame if it died."
"Oh, this eel is beautiful! Not bad, not bad, then I'll take it."
Liu Guangyao's eyes were filled with joy.
After receiving the check and seeing Liu Guangyao off, Mingjing asked Xie Junan to help her collect the internal organs. As it was getting dark, she went to the dock.
Ming Dahai was extremely anxious on the ship. When he saw Mingjing return, he grabbed her and asked, "How is it?"
"Dad, one million two hundred and fifty thousand!" Mingliang blurted out, whispering in Mingdahai's ear.
"one hundred……"
Before he could finish speaking, Ming Dahai suddenly blacked out and fainted. Ming Jing quickly pinched his philtrum and scolded him, "You always talk too fast!"
Ming Dahai took a deep breath, woke up, and after swaying for a while, asked, "How much?"
"Dad, it's not much. We'll talk about it when we get home."
Mingjing helped Mingdahai up, and Mingliang went to start the boat on his own initiative.
When Sun Yunmei got home, she saw Ming Dahai's legs were weak and the two of them were supporting him as they walked in. Her heart skipped a beat.
"What's wrong?"
"Dad was frightened," Mingjing said, throwing down the tool bucket she was holding.
Mingliang drove his electric tricycle to the dock to collect the remaining tools.
"What's going on? The spotted parrot is quite nice." Sun Yunmei's eyes drifted to the tool bucket and she saw the two-pound spotted parrot with curiosity.
"Hmm, we'll keep it to try. We also have a monkfish; we'll take this to my aunt, it's very nutritious."
After Mingjing finished speaking, she closed the door.
"How much did you earn today? What happened to your father?" Sun Yunmei asked with a grave expression.
"Mom and Dad, we earned 1,256,900 today."
"How many?"
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