"Brother, why don't you put a bag in my car?"
After several attempts failed to fill the container, Mai Hangyu spoke up.
Wu An hesitated: "Isn't this a bad idea?"
"Your Harley costs a lot of money, don't break it."
Mai Hangyu said, "It's not that easy to break."
Wu An couldn't help but smile. He remembered seeing a man in his previous life drive a million-dollar luxury car carrying a load of agricultural products, and there were even people who used luxury cars for farm work. He was accused of deliberately showing off his wealth. Now, Mai Hangyu was using a modified Harley to carry seafood, which was similar in nature.
Mai Hangyu and A Qing watched him laugh, wondering what he was laughing about.
In the end, Mai Hangyu carried a sack full of seafood, put it on his cool Harley motorcycle, and sped off to the town market.
Wu An followed closely behind on his motorcycle.
Arrived at the market.
He went to Lao Fang's stall first and asked Lao Fang to arrange for workers to pick out the items. He sat down and gulped down water. Not to mention that Mai Hangyu was exhausted, he wasn't much better off.
Old Fang offered Aqing a cigarette, and Aqing raised her hand, her hand trembling slightly.
"Ah An, if it really doesn't work, we should find more people. You always have such good harvests, and you make a lot of money, but don't overwork yourselves."
"Look how tired you are."
Wu An smiled and put down the empty kettle: "Old Fang, is there any more water?"
Old Fang went back inside and came out carrying two watermelons: "There's no water, but we have chilled watermelons, which will quench your thirst just the same."
Wu An naturally had no objections.
Wash your hands.
The watermelon was ice-cold; taking a bite was incredibly refreshing.
"Cool."
Wu An praised.
Before long, the workers finished sorting the fish. The prices of some fish fluctuated with the market, so Lao Fang requoted them, but Wu An didn't care much.
So many fish, and tigerfish at that, the golden drum is more valuable.
Tigerfish was priced at 150 yuan per jin (500g), while golden drum was priced slightly lower at 110 yuan per jin.
Wu An nodded, agreeing with the price, and helped weigh the item.
He was busy when he heard someone calling him.
When I turned around, it was Shen Nan.
Shen Nan was dressed very formally in a suit and shirt, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and he had a leather bag tucked under his arm. He looked like a businessman.
Wu An replied, "What a coincidence, you're here to browse?"
"Yes, my grandpa is getting old and his health isn't so good. He complains of back pain all the time. I thought that food therapy would be better than medicine. I happened to be in town on business, so I came to the market to see if there was anything suitable." Shen Nan smiled, then glanced at A Qing, who was working diligently, and asked, "What are you doing...?"
Wu An nodded: "Well... sort of. I'm just making some money by myself."
Shen Nan's smile remained unchanged: "It's fine, although it's a bit tiring."
Although he had been very restrained and discreet, a hint of superiority still lingered in his words.
Wu An smiled.
Ah Qing couldn't help but shout, "Brother Nan, these fish were all caught by us in the dredging pit."
Shen Nan was taken aback: "These are all?"
Ah Qing said smugly, "Of course!"
"You guys are really amazing."
“I heard that you have to bait the water pits and it’s quite troublesome. I don’t think those people in the village who go out to sea by boat can catch as many as you guys.”
"It's just a lucky break," Wu An explained with a smile, then changed the subject: "I heard that tigerfish can cure back pain, why don't you buy some and try it?"
"Really?" Shen Nan asked, "How much does this fish cost per pound?"
Wu An looked at Lao Fang.
Seeing that Wu An didn't say anything, Lao Fang understood and said, "180 per catty."
"So expensive?" Shen Nan exclaimed subconsciously. Seeing that Wu An and A Qing were staring at him, he coughed twice and said, "Then... then take two."
His return to his hometown was a triumphant one; everyone knew he had done well outside and had come back to "develop his hometown and lead the villagers to prosperity."
This persona cannot be allowed to crumble.
Old Fang chuckled and asked his men to help him weigh the fish.
Shen Nan took the fish, looking back every few steps.
He spent over 300 yuan on just two fish. Even if the purchase price was lower, how much money would Wu An and A Qing make from buying box after box of fish?
hiss!
These two are incredibly lucky.
Wu An noticed that Shen Nan kept looking back, so he kicked A Qing and said, "What did I tell you? Be humble. What are you showing off for?"
Ah Qing rubbed her butt and chuckled, "I just don't like him showing off in front of you."
Wu An said, "There's no need to argue about this."
"after……"
"There should be an opportunity."
There's no other way.
Shen Nan wanted to make money in the village, and he also wanted to get rich there. It was hard for them not to run into each other.
As for making money together.
I'm afraid that won't work.
He and Shen Nan never got along, they were never on the same wavelength.
But the two never had any conflicts. On the surface, they were always smiling and seemed to have an unspoken understanding that "they had to maintain the facade of their relationship, otherwise if they had a falling out and things got ugly, neither of them would be happy."
Regarding this sea area contracting matter.
It's time to see who's truly capable.
Aqing nodded: "Brother, let's get him. I can't stand his hypocritical attitude."
Wu An smiled.
This way.
After weighing it, Lao Fang quickly calculated the bill.
There were many tigerfish, about forty in total, weighing 31 jin (approximately 16.5 catties). They weren't small, but the very small ones were left in the pit by Wu An and the others.
There are quite a few flower drums, one weighing 25 jin.
There were even more miscellaneous fish, as well as shrimp and crabs. The prices of mud crabs and mantis shrimp were also quite good, and small lobsters were selling for 100 yuan per jin.
The final total is [amount] yuan.
Even though it was expected, Wu An couldn't help but be happy when he received the money.
They immediately split the profits, giving Aqing 2200.
Mai Hangyu gave him 1,000 yuan.
He was different from Aqing. Aqing paid for the fuel, so he was paid a percentage of the earnings, while Mai Hangyu was paid for his work, one payment per job.
This was agreed upon from the beginning.
After Wu An settled the accounts, he looked at the money in his hand and found it to be exactly 20,000 yuan.
Now I'm not worried anymore, and I can go to the restaurant to eat and drink without any worries.
Mai Hangyu refused to accept payment: "Brother, didn't we agree on 500 a day?"
He originally thought that 500 yuan a day was a lot, but actually it wasn't a full day. Take today for example, he only worked for less than four hours in total.
With this wage, even his classmates wouldn't earn as much as they would if they worked as tutors.
He had a great time and made money at the same time. When he told his classmates, they were all incredibly envious, especially those who were tutors. Tutoring those unruly kids was more tiring than carrying bricks on a construction site.
Wu An stuffed the money into his hand: "There's plenty of money for car washes."
"And this tigerfish."
"Take it."
Mai Hangyu took it and thanked him repeatedly: "Brother, call me anytime if you need anything."
Wu An nodded.
He also left two tigerfish at Lao Fang's place, to be picked up after a good night's drink. His father's health wasn't very good either; he was always rubbing plasters on his body, applying them wherever it hurt.
Since tigerfish has medicinal properties, let's eat it.
Whether it's useful or not is another matter; it's just him fulfilling his filial duty.
After Mai Hangyu left, he and A Qing hurried to the restaurant.
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