Wu An led Lao Fang into the cabin shed, lifted his straw hat, and saw two three-knife fish still swimming in the bucket. Lao Fang couldn't help but reach out and touch them.
Wu An chuckled to himself as he watched his cautious demeanor.
Old Fang said, "Ah An, you have no idea how sought-after this three-knife fish is. It's alright here, but people in Hong Kong absolutely adore this fish."
“I’ll buy both of these for 1600 yuan per jin.”
"To be honest, once I receive it here, I have to deliver it to Hong Kong right away."
"This fish will be on the table tonight."
Wu An smiled and nodded.
Old Fang is definitely making money, but he's quite satisfied with the price of 1600.
Seeing him nod, Old Fang grinned, put his straw hat back on, and then walked out of the cabin, calling for the helpers to come and weigh the fish.
Because they are live fish, weighing them is quite troublesome.
Wu An and A Qing also joined in to help. They didn't want to waste time and wanted to finish quickly so they could go home sooner.
The fish they caught were separate from those caught by Old Mai, and Old Mai even had their tails cut off.
Old Mai didn't need it in the first place.
But Wu An insisted on this.
Friends are friends, and rules are rules. According to the rules, Lao Mai paid for the fishing spot, so the fish he caught should rightfully belong to him.
certainly.
He wasn't being stingy; Old Mai's ability to catch so many fish was due to his good luck, so he would take half of Old Mai's fish.
Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts, let alone them.
Making things clear beforehand will save you a lot of trouble later.
The surrounding vendors and some passersby at the dock saw Wu An and his group moving fish to weigh them non-stop. Some of them, who had nothing better to do, watched for a while and were speechless when they saw that the fish were still being moved.
Is this never going to end?
How many fish were caught?
Some vendors stared at Wu An, thinking to themselves that this handsome young man was incredibly lucky.
"Hurry up, everyone."
Wu An couldn't help but urge him on. He felt very uncomfortable being stared at by everyone; this kind of attention was not what he wanted.
Even though he caught the fish, he was aboveboard and not afraid of being investigated.
But if someone targets you, you'll feel uncomfortable.
Seeing Wu An's anxiety, Lao Fang also joined in the work. They finished before dark and headed to Lao Fang's shop. A Qing did not go with them.
He volunteered to stay and clean the fishing boats, since there wasn't much for him to do anyway.
Arrived at the market.
Old Mai went to Gao Qiangqi's place first, and came back not long after, carrying a bucket full of mantis shrimp. They hadn't gotten any on this trip, but someone else had caught some when they went out to sea.
Old Mai gave Gao Qiangqi a heads-up, and the latter left quite a lot for him.
This way.
Old Fang made a series of phone calls, and just as he hung up, he saw Old Mai return, sat down, poured tea, and said, "Ah An, Old Mai, I've made the arrangements."
"I won't hide it from you, besides common fish like sea bass and red snapper, rock bream and grouper are also very popular. The rock bream you offered me was 240, but I can only give you 210."
"There's no damage, but I need to make some profit on shipping and labor costs."
While sipping his tea, Lao Fang gave the bottom of his drink.
Wu An nodded. It wasn't his first time selling goods, and Lao Fang's frankness in talking about how much money he could make earned him a lot of goodwill.
Unless he finds his own channels to sell to restaurants or sets up a stall to sell at retail, he can definitely make more money, but will restaurants accept him?
Restaurants have their own supply channels and don't usually order from ordinary customers.
Setting up a stall is time-consuming and laborious.
The simplest way is for him to transport the fish to the county or even further away, but that doesn't necessarily mean he can sell them for a higher price than Lao Fang.
Seeing Wu An nod, Old Mai said, "Old Fang, I won't say any more. I have no objection."
The price has been agreed upon.
Old Fang started tapping away on the calculator.
I won't go into detail about sea bass, black sea bream, red snapper, and rock bream; together they cost 6580 yuan.
There are 12 rock bream, weighing a total of 36 jin (approximately 18 catties). At 200 yuan per jin, that's 7200 yuan.
Two three-knife fish, weighing a total of three jin and six liang, cost 5760 yuan at 1600 yuan per jin.
Total amount: yuan.
The total value of the fish Lao Mai caught was 5700 yuan.
Old Mai was overjoyed. Not to mention how enjoyable the fishing trip was, he also earned nearly three thousand yuan. Even though he had a pension, he was still pleasantly surprised.
Old Fang took the bag, took out the money, counted it, and handed it to Wu An.
Wu An took the money, counted it, and after confirming that there was no problem, said, "Old Fang, thanks."
Old Fang waved his hand and said, "I'm the one who should say thank you. I'll make at least several thousand from this trip."
Wu An smiled.
That's why there are so many people doing street vending; it's a really lucrative business. Compared to fishermen, they can practically make money "lying down."
He stood up.
Old Fang invited us to drink together that evening.
"No, Lao Fang, my family is waiting for me, I have to go home right away."
"Let's do it another day."
"Let's go."
Old Fang saw him to the door.
Wu An first took Lao Mai home. Mai Hangyu heard the noise and came out to see what was going on. When he saw it was him, he smiled and called out "Brother!" He was even happier to see that Lao Mai had brought back some shrimp.
He was studying at a university in another city, and when he came home, he wanted to eat some seafood from his hometown.
After saying hello, Wu An rode his bicycle straight to the dock.
Before he even reached the dock, he received a call from Aqing, who sounded anxious and urged him to come to the dock immediately.
Wu An's heart skipped a beat, and he turned the accelerator lever to its limit.
We arrived at the dock.
It was already dark. Under the lamplight, Aqing stood at the bow of the boat, holding a crank handle, facing Guang Liangjun and the others, shouting that they were not allowed to board the boat.
Guang Liangjun was also shouting something.
Wu An was riding fast, and the wind was strong, so he didn't hear very clearly.
Stopping the car, Wu An called out, "Guang Liangjun, what are you doing?"
Guang Liangjun turned around, saw it was him, his eyes flashed, and he said, "You came pretty quickly. Well, I don't plan to sell the boat."
Wu An was taken aback, his face darkened, and he stared at him without saying a word.
Guang Liangjun avoided his gaze and continued, "I heard you made a lot of money on your two recent voyages. My ship is a treasure ship."
"At 88,000, I'm losing out too much."
"So, I'm not selling it."
Wu An suddenly realized why Guang Liangjun was unwilling to go through the property transfer today; he was actually planning to see what he would gain today.
So many people saw his harvest today. Although it's unclear exactly how much he made, they can certainly guess that he earned a lot of money.
It must be said that Guang Liangjun's plan was quite clever.
To outsiders, this ship does seem rather mysterious; he's trying to take advantage of the situation to sell it for a higher price, and maybe someone will actually be willing to take it over.
Guang Liangjun turned around, pointed at A Qing, and said, "Hurry up and get your little brother off my boat."
“He’s really wicked; he even tried to hit people with the crank handle.”
"I'll let it go for Mr. Gao's sake."
Wu An called A Qing down.
Ah Qing jumped off the boat and walked over, saying, "Brother, you've already paid a deposit for this boat, it's clearly yours, this guy..."
Wu An said, "Yes, this person is unscrupulous."
This person is shameless; as the saying goes, "A shameless person is invincible."
What can you do about it?
After all, he had only paid a deposit; the boat hadn't been transferred to his name yet. If the other party wanted to take it back, there was nothing he could do.
Aqing was so angry that she kept cursing.
Wu An didn't stop him; if he hadn't held back, he would have cursed even more harshly than A Qing.
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