The family of three sailed their fishing boat to the spot where Wu An and his family had moored their boat.
"Honey, is this the place?"
"Pretty much the same."
"Then I'll go fishing."
The man was quite excited. It was the first time his wife and children had watched him fish. He cast his line, baited the hook, and looked at the sea with anticipation. The waves rose and fell, but the fishing line didn't move at all.
The man held a fishing rod in one hand, and with the other hand, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.
One cigarette, two cigarettes.
The man picked at his teeth and asked, "Son, did you really see them catching fish one after another?"
The teenager nodded: "Yes."
"Just like Dad, whoosh, a flick, then pull, pull pull pull, a fish flies up, and then whoosh, toss it back down."
As the child spoke, he used his hands and feet to accompany the audio, vividly recreating the scene of Wu An and his companions casting their lines and catching fish.
The couple watched, and the more they looked, the more distressed they became.
Everyone else is catching fish one after another, but why hasn't he made a single bite for so long?
After smoking another cigarette, the man slapped his thigh and sighed, "The fish must be gone."
When I reeled in the line, I found that the bait was still there.
There were no fish biting at all.
The woman complained, "Son, you saw it a long time ago, why didn't you say anything?"
The teenager shouted, "You didn't say that!"
"You just want me to watch whether they land on the island or not."
"I've been watching."
The woman was speechless, her mouth agape. She was worried that those people would come to the island and compete with them for the food, but it turned out that people were fishing and couldn't catch enough fish to go around.
Who would have thought of that?
She knew her husband's fishing habits all too well, and thought all fishermen were the same.
The man grimaced, pulled down his pants, and saw that, well, he had accidentally bruised his thigh. It wasn't that he was overreacting, but rather that he was genuinely disappointed.
Not to mention that catching fish can make money, the most important thing is that he has gone several days without any luck, and his wife complains every day that he is wasting money by going to the sea to feed the fish.
We finally had this opportunity, and we just let it slip away.
Feeling blue and sad.
...
Wu An was unaware of this little incident that occurred after he left. The fishing boat returned to the dock just as the sun was about to set.
The sea surface shimmered and was quite a sight.
Wu An was no longer seasick and stood at the bow of the boat, gazing at the scenery on both banks.
The banks of the sluice gate are still teeming with anglers.
Wu An's gaze swept over and met someone's eyes.
It's Lin Hu.
Lin Hu's eyes were somewhat fierce.
However, Lin Hu's eyes weren't on him; they were on the ship.
Wu An didn't think much of it. Lin Hu had been holding a grudge against him for a long time, and when he learned that Wu An had bought a boat, the envy and jealousy in his eyes had already overflowed.
He wasn't worried about what Lin Hu might do.
Such people are simple-minded and might dare to do bad things, but they won't do anything ruthless. On the contrary, he's always worried about that old man, Chen Gui.
Don't be fooled by Chen Gui's recent quiet demeanor; he knows the old man is up to no good.
The fact that there's been no movement lately might mean they're planning something big.
At this moment.
The phone rang.
It was Lao Fang calling, saying that the person was already waiting at the dock.
Wu An responded.
...
pier.
There were quite a few vendors waiting. Some of them came up to chat with Lao Fang when they saw him arrive. Lao Fang had a big business in town, was generous with his money, and had a wide network of connections and channels.
To put it bluntly, it's all Old Fang who gets the meat, while they get the soup.
So Lao Fang usually doesn't come; he waits for regular customers to come to him.
Old Fang's arrival means he has good stuff.
"Old Fang, what brings you here?"
"You always sit and wait in the store."
Do you have any good stuff?
Several vendors tentatively asked.
Old Fang smiled and said, "No, no, it's just that a friend went fishing at sea and said the catch was pretty good, so he asked me to pick up the goods."
He didn't say much.
We're all competitors; he'd have to be crazy to reveal his true colors.
That's a three-knife fish!
And there's more than one!
Old Fang's palms were sweating with excitement. If he could take them all, he would definitely become famous.
Not among peers.
Showing off to competitors only brings envy and no benefit; he should use it to expand his channels and become famous among business owners.
Smoking and waiting.
Every second is agonizing.
I don't know how many cigarettes I smoked, but I finally saw the red and green fishing boat. Although I could see it, it was still quite far away.
As soon as the fishing boat docked, he greeted them and jumped aboard.
Seeing his reaction, the other crew members were also curious and followed him onto the boat to see what good catch the fishing boat had made that warranted Lao Fang's reaction.
Old Fang immediately asked, "Ah An, where's the fish?"
Wu An glanced at the vendors who had boarded the boat, his eyes flashing, and said, "In the live fish hold."
Old Fang walked over.
Other vendors also looked over.
Aqing opened the live fish container.
So many fish!
"Was this caught by fishing? It couldn't have been caught in a net, could it?"
"Wow, it's a rock sea bream."
"That's true, one, two, many."
"Damn, so many rock bream! You've struck it rich! No wonder Old Fang came to the dock to wait for you."
The vendors shouted excitedly.
Old Fang glanced back at his colleagues and thought, "What's with all the excitement? If you guys keep acting like this, how will I understand when we're negotiating prices later?"
His colleagues pretended not to see him and crowded around Old Mai: "Old Mai, it's you, isn't it? I know you, Boss Gao's friend."
"I'll buy these rock sea bream for 180 yuan per catty."
"Damn, you're kidding me. Old Mai, I know Boss Gao too, I'll give you a fair price, 200 a pound."
Upon hearing this person's offer, the other vendors reluctantly stopped bidding, only muttering under their breath, wondering how they could compete with such a high price.
This is a purchase price of 200 yuan per kilogram, which is almost the retail price. They are not buying fish for charity; they are also trying to make money.
They also have to bear the risks.
Offering an even higher price would not be worthwhile and would also offend people.
actually.
The pressure really hit Lao Fang.
Old Fang was already cursing his competitors to death in his heart. Wu An took the initiative to contact him, explaining that he regarded him as a friend, and someone had already offered him a price of 200 yuan per catty.
He definitely can't be that low.
If it's low, Wu An isn't stupid, and besides, this friendship has definitely reached its end.
After everyone had finished speaking, Old Mai said with a smile, "You've all misunderstood."
"I just went along for fun."
"He is the real owner of the fishing boat."
Everyone looked at Wu An with some surprise, not expecting him to be such a young and handsome man. They all took out their business cards and handed them to Wu An.
Wu An accepted everything without question.
Old Fang felt a pang of anxiety as he watched.
Faced with the vendor offering a high price, he said with a regretful expression, "I'm so sorry, Lao Fang has already pre-ordered these fish."
"Let's work together again next time we have the chance."
Upon hearing this, Lao Fang glanced at Wu An gratefully and quickly said to everyone, "Everyone, I'm so sorry."
"This is a regular customer of mine. If you really need anything, just come to my shop and find me."
Let me make this clear: this isn't about keeping it all to myself.
He was a regular customer, so it was perfectly reasonable for Wu An to give him the money; no one else could find fault with it.
Helpless, everyone muttered something and disembarked.
After everyone disembarked, Lao Fang asked with shining eyes, "Where's the three-knife fish? Let me see it!"
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