Chen Baosheng was indeed deliberately using words to put Wu An down.
He deliberately spoke loudly so that Wu An could hear him.
result.
Wu An, however, chatted and laughed with the others, completely ignoring what he said!
They didn't respond.
Is he really going to jump right into someone's face and unleash his ultimate attack?
He had a fist that had been gathering strength for a long time, intending to smash it into someone's face, but instead he hit cotton. Behind the cotton was a stone wall, leaving him powerless and uncomfortable.
At this time.
The white pomfret has been moved, and next up are some miscellaneous fish that need to be sorted and moved. Ah Qing didn't have time to sort them all before, and now that they need to be sorted, it's quite a hassle.
For example, the first is the red snapper, the second is the pomfret, the third is the mackerel, the fourth is the croaker, the fifth is the croaker, and the sixth is the croaker, etc.
Old Fang beamed with delight: "These are all common items in the market, and they're the best-selling ones."
“Ah An, I’ll tell you the truth.”
"I will be able to sell them all tomorrow."
"So, I'll definitely give you the highest price."
"Impressive, impressive." Wu An gave a thumbs up and smiled, "If you put it that way, then I won't hold back."
Old Fang shook his head and gave a thumbs up: "You're really something. I can only make a living because of you."
"If you earn more, I will naturally earn more too."
Akin rolled his eyes.
He was quite close to these two people, and he couldn't stand seeing them praising each other so much.
Wu An knew why Lao Fang said that. In the end, their relationship wasn't close enough, unlike Gao Qiangqi, who didn't need to say such things and wouldn't think too much about it.
The relationship between fishermen and vendors is self-evident; cooperation benefits both, while separation, on the other hand, is risky. If he challenges the entire market, he might not come out unscathed and would only offend everyone.
It's not worth it for that little bit of extra benefit.
Rather, he should earn the money he's supposed to earn, and Lao Fang and the others should earn the money they're supposed to earn, so that everyone can get rich together. This is an idea he has always firmly believed in.
It's fine as it is now.
People who are too greedy, who think too much and want too much, will suffer more and more.
If someone resorts to any means to make money, then even if they have money, they will be nothing more than slaves to it.
He certainly didn't want to be reborn into a life of hardship again.
The surrounding chatter resumed.
How long have you been gone?
"It's been about ten minutes, why are they still moving it out?"
“I saw the vehicle go back and forth once. That tricycle, although the cargo box is not big, can carry about four or five hundred pounds at a time.”
"That's a thousand catties!"
"Hiss...it must be at least forty or fifty thousand!"
"It's not over yet, they're still moving it. Wait, it's not white pomfret anymore."
"Oh, they're starting to move other sea fish now. Looks like the white pomfret is all gone."
"The fish that were brought out later were all more expensive than the pomfret."
"Damn, they're keeping us in suspense, saving the best stuff for last."
"They're just keeping us hanging on to watch."
"Have you noticed that these fish are in good condition? They don't look like they came from the net, but rather like they were caught on the hook."
"It shouldn't be. If they caught it, wouldn't they keep it in the live fish tank?"
"What if they have a better catch in their live fish storage and don't have room to store these fish?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, the discussion suddenly paused.
"What are you thinking? I just saw there were only three people on the boat. Even if they were fishing, they couldn't catch that many fish even if they broke their hands."
"That's true, how could it be..."
Longline fishing!
Several people shouted in unison.
"This is incredible luck! What kind of incredible luck is it to run into a school of fish like this? I also use longline fishing, and I've never caught this much even after fishing for tens of thousands of meters."
"That handsome guy is lucky; he always has a good catch every time he goes out to sea."
"I don't know where he set up his longline."
"What? You want to come along?"
"No, the ocean doesn't belong to him alone."
"Hmph, you want to come along? Do you think they'll let you?"
"I don't need his consent..."
As the man spoke, his voice grew softer and softer. There are some things you can do, and everyone knows it, but if you say it out loud, no one will respect you.
beside.
Chen Baosheng fell silent.
The smile on his face vanished, and he was cursing under his breath.
Grass!
What else is there to say?
You can make tens of thousands of yuan on a single trip out to sea. Isn't that making a fortune?
Someone next to him coughed twice and tried to save face, saying, "That still can't compare to a trawler, Young Master Chen, don't you think?"
"That's a really low-level question of yours."
"A few trawls and a thousand or so pounds can be caught like a piece of cake."
Before Chen Baosheng could speak, the others started chatting.
Chen Baosheng nodded with a gloomy expression.
If you happen to catch a school of fish, you could catch thousands of kilograms, let alone a thousand. But the problem is, you have to actually catch a school of fish. In reality, the chances of catching a school of fish in the next net are not very high.
Not only do you need good luck, but you also need to operate properly; otherwise, you may end up with nothing.
He thought these words to himself, but naturally he would never say them aloud.
Therefore...
Wu An's luck is just too good. It's one thing to encounter a school of fish, but he actually managed to catch so many with a longline.
This is absolutely outrageous.
Are these stupid white pomfret starving?
Bite my ass!
As he was cursing in his heart, he saw box after box of different kinds of seafood being unloaded from the ship, and his breathing became much more rapid.
Not done moving yet?
This is never going to end!
How much catch was in that small, dilapidated boat?
Even the lackeys who were trying their best to save face fell silent. The person in question had been so badly hurt that he became withdrawn; what else could they say?
I feel nothing but envy and jealousy.
At this moment.
Ah Qing got off the boat and asked in a low voice, "Brother, more and more people are coming to watch. Should we continue to move the rest of the catch?"
Old Fang coughed and asked, "Should we wait a bit?"
He knew that Wu An disliked being high-profile and wanted to make his fortune quietly.
Ah Jin shook his head and said, "I think it's unlikely."
"There's really no need for that."
"Keeping it a secret is not good. The helpers who work on the ship are not inanimate objects. If the unloading suddenly stops halfway, everyone will definitely be more curious."
"In that case, people will gossip about us."
Wu An nodded: "Ah Jin is right."
"Show it off openly and honestly."
"Everyone is busy at the dock and has seen everything. Compared with ocean trawlers, the catch on our ship is just a small carat. It won't make much of a splash."
Aqing hesitated: "But..."
Wu An said with a smile, "So many people are busy with this now, let's not cause them any trouble."
"Continue uninstalling."
"Let's finish unloading as soon as possible, settle the bill, and then we can go eat."
After speaking, he glanced at the crowd, especially at Chen Baosheng.
Good lad.
Aren't you leaving yet?
Then don't blame me for saying some things you don't want to hear.
He leaned close to Aqing's ear and whispered a few words, telling him to call Old Fu over.
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