Chapter 47 Tigerhead Fish Customized Wooden Barrel
Song Hexiu glanced at the fish and looked very excited. "This is a tigerfish, probably weighing over a kilogram. From what I hear, it seems to be a few cents more expensive than a sea bream."
Song Chuman smiled and said, "That's great. I didn't expect fishing to be so easy for us."
Song Hexiu nodded and put the fish into the bucket with a heavy heart.
Is this another blessing from the Sea Goddess?
They really don't know how to repay them.
Song Chuman glanced around. It was still early and everyone had gone to the north beach. There was no one around. She suggested, "Dad, why don't you and Huai go fishing here while I go fishing. We can both make money and sell our catch in the city later."
Song Hexiu was really worried about his daughter being alone, so he said worriedly, "Aman, let's go together as a group of three."
Although making money is important at the moment, my daughter's safety is also important.
Song Chuman disagreed: "It's okay, father, the Sea Goddess will bless me, even if I am swept into the sea again, I will be fine."
She can then hide directly in the space.
Song Hexiu hesitated for a moment, but decided to trust the Sea Goddess. "Okay, then you have to be careful. You are very strong. If you encounter danger, just do your best to protect yourself."
Song Chuhuai didn't object, he also wanted to try if he could catch any fish.
"Um."
After Song Chuman responded, she took two wooden barrels and ran away.
However, she didn't go to the beach for the time being, but went to Yang Qingrui's house.
Because the Yang family's boat was still under repair, apart from the people who went to repair the boat, the people who went to the sea, and the children who had not gotten up yet, the only one in the yard was the old man of the Yang family, Yang Deru.
At this time, Yang Deru was doing carpentry work and heard someone calling him.
When I looked up, I saw Song Chuman standing at the door.
"Grandpa Yang."
Song Chuman didn't go in for the time being.
No matter where you are, the older people are, the more superstitious they are.
She wasn't sure whether Yang Deru minded that she was wrongly accused of being a jinx.
Yang Deru said with a smile: "It's Ah Man, come in quickly."
Song Chuman breathed a sigh of relief and explained her purpose directly, "Grandpa Yang, I'm running out of barrels at home. I'd like you to make me ten more medium-sized barrels. I also need a cart that can hold all ten barrels at once. Is that okay?"
Yang Deru said kindly, "Of course, when do you want it?"
Song Chuman glanced at what he was busy with, and guessed he had taken on other work. "Within five days, okay?"
Yang Deru smiled and said, "Of course, it won't take five days. But what do you need so many barrels and carts for?"
Song Chuman replied innocently, "It's seafood. We've split up now, so we don't have to give the seafood we find to Grandma anymore. We can take it to the city and sell it to buy delicious food."
Although with her current mental power, she can't find too many seafood.
But there is no harm in having more wooden barrels, they will be useful in the future.
Yang Deru originally wanted to say that seafood was hard to find and there was no need for so many wooden barrels.
But he listened to his daughter-in-law Xu Caocao's words yesterday, and knew that Song Chuman was quite lucky now, so he stopped trying to persuade her. "Okay, I will make it for you within five days."
Song Chuman said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Yang. How much deposit do you need?"
"Let's talk about the money later."
"Um."
After leaving the Yang family, Song Chuman carried the wooden bucket and went to the north beach.
On the way, many people saw her carrying a wooden bucket like cotton, and instantly believed the rumors in the village.
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