The fishermen arrived quickly.
Fishing enthusiasts carry their fishing gear on their backs, along with fish baskets or tackle boxes in their hands. Some even bring folding tables and chairs. Despite being exposed to the elements every day, these fishing veterans truly know how to enjoy life.
Many people envy them.
They came over and greeted him with smiles: "Old Mo, what are you looking at?"
"The people in Panshuikeng have already started cleaning up."
Old Mo said, "I'm waiting for them to finish packing."
"Wait for what?"
"Then we'll wait with you."
"I just sent a message in the group chat. It turns out that Boss Fang is coming to our area on business. We can ask him to take our catch back with him so we don't have to go to the market."
"Why is Mr. Fang here on business instead of going to the docks?"
"What do you need me to do?"
"Who knows? We're just doing it as a side job anyway."
As Mo Lao listened, he looked at Wu An and the others who were moving the water pump. This was the coastal highway, and there wasn't much here. What could they possibly be doing here? They must be here to pick up goods.
That was probably someone Wu An and his group found.
He didn't say anything.
We'll see.
The fishermen asked the old man who came later what was going on, and Old Mo didn't hide anything and said, "He's not the elder of those two boys, he's here to work."
"work to earn a living?"
"What kind of work?"
"Making money from a puddle?"
"No way, those two kids weren't satisfied with just causing trouble, they actually spent extra money to hire workers to help them with the work?"
"This is truly eye-opening."
The fishermen were quite surprised.
Old Mo nodded: "That's exactly what it is."
"Just kidding."
"Nonsense."
"They don't look reliable at all, a young man and an old man..."
The man quickly shut up before he could finish speaking.
Old Mo glanced at the man and asked, "What's wrong? Looking down on an old man?"
"No, I didn't mean that. But how can an ordinary old man compare to you?"
"Hmph."
At this moment.
Wu An and his team had already packed up the water pumps, and the fish baskets, burlap sacks, and net cages were soaking in the seawater. They weren't in a hurry to take them out; they could move them when Boss Fang arrived.
This trip was quite fruitful.
They only had one motorcycle tricycle, and the water pump and various tools already took up most of the cargo compartment, so it was definitely not enough to carry so much fish.
After thinking it over, Wu An called Lao Fang.
Upon learning that there were many crab tigers, Lao Fang was quite enthusiastic and agreed without hesitation.
After Wu An finished tidying up, he came over carrying a bucket and asked, "Old Mo, which fishing box do you have?"
Old Mo carried his fishing box over; it was quite heavy. He fished for almost an hour straight, catching fish one after another. Although none of the fish were valuable, they were still quite heavy.
Wu An opened the package and looked inside. It contained stone goby, sea bass, yellowfin tuna, and a few tilapia. They were all common items, but together they were quite a lot. They were more than enough to exchange for a crab goby and a mud dragon.
"Okay, then let's change it."
Wu An moved the fishing box over, but left the water bucket behind.
The fishermen were stunned.
"Mr. Mo, what do you mean?"
"Is this considered doing a good deed?"
"Poor thing, is it planning to give away its catch?"
"You might as well give it to me, and I'll thank you. That kid didn't even utter a sound."
Old Mo coughed twice: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Do I look like an overly kind person?
"Open your eyes and see what's in the bucket."
The fishermen looked down to see.
"Holy crap, is that a crab goby?"
"It's rare to see such a large crab-goby."
"And there's earth dragon. I've heard that this stuff is very nourishing and can strengthen the body and bones, especially effective for back pain."
"Old Li, you must have kidney deficiency, but taking this stuff is the right medicine for your condition."
Some people realized what was happening and asked, "Old Mo, are you trading the fish you caught for crab tigers and earth dragons?"
Mr. Mo nodded.
"Although these two fish are relatively rare, in terms of value, the fish you caught can still fetch more money."
"Old Mo is still kind-hearted."
"After watching others make a fool of themselves for so long, it's only right to give them some compensation, isn't it, Mr. Mo?"
"Although these two fish aren't worth that much money, you might not be able to buy them at the market if you really wanted to."
"That's true. Wild crab gobies and earth dragons are in high demand. Old Mo, this deal is still worthwhile."
"Judging from this, they were quite lucky to catch crab tigers and earth dragons in Pan Shuikeng. At the very least, they broke even."
"That's right."
"It wasn't exactly a pointless exercise."
The fishermen were talking when Boss Fang arrived in his van.
The van had been modified.
Aside from the driver's seat and the front passenger seat, the back is purely used for carrying fish.
It smells terrible.
After getting closer, Aqing couldn't help but complain a couple of times, then grabbed a tissue, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into her nostrils.
The fishermen waved and greeted him.
"Old Fang arrived quite quickly."
"We've had a great day."
"Oh, by the way, you said you came here on business, what business do you have here?"
Old Fang greeted him with a cheerful smile.
Pointing at Wu An and his group, he said, "What can I do? Of course, I'm here to collect the goods."
The fishermen were all stunned.
Someone realized what was happening.
"Boss Fang, you're actually a pretty nice person."
"Yes, they didn't mind the trouble; they even drove all the way here to pick up the goods."
"That's why Boss Fang's business is the best in the market."
"If we catch a lot of fish, will you come and pick them up?"
The anglers praised it.
They never considered that Wu An and his group had caught too many fish and couldn't transport them all, which is why they asked Boss Fang to come and pick up the goods.
The main problem is that they've never had this concept before.
Nobody catches so much fish from fishing or fishing in a pond that they can't carry it all away.
Wu An and his team's actions were beyond their comprehension, so it's normal for misunderstandings to arise.
Old Fang, somewhat embarrassed, said, "That depends on how many fish you caught."
"If there were as many as Ah An and the others, I would definitely come."
"It's okay if the catch isn't that much. If I'm not busy, I can drive around a bit."
The matter wasn't closed off, and the relationships among these fishermen still need to be maintained.
"What's the meaning?"
"As much as their catch?"
How much fish can they catch?
"They're not..."
Before one of the anglers could finish speaking, he, like the others, stared intently as Wu An and his group carried the fish baskets and net cages out of the puddle.
As they passed by, the fish in the net cages were piled up, jumping and splashing, and some water even landed on them.
No one dodged.
They were all stunned.
They were all breathing erratically and staring in disbelief.
They're all seasoned anglers; they can tell at a glance how many fish are in a single net cage.
Wu An, A Qing, and Lao Futou carried fish baskets and net cages past them, then came back to continue carrying them.
Under their watchful eyes, a snakeskin bag was pulled out of the pit.
The snakeskin bag was bulging as it came out of the water, splashing water everywhere.
It couldn't possibly be filled with stones, could it?
As he passed by, a fisherman couldn't help but reach out and press on the snakeskin bag, whispering, "It looks like a crab."
The others, listening, couldn't help but swallow hard.
Is it true or false?
How can you make so much noise just by digging a puddle?
Some people couldn't help but wonder, and even suspected, whether Wu An and his group had put the catch into the puddle beforehand and then came over to collect it.
There are people online who do this fake!
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