1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

Chapter 68: Driving up fish prices (please follow up on Tuesday)

 I heard these two people were leaving.

Old Zhang, the fishmonger, suddenly became anxious: "It takes two or three hours to drag it here by water. By then the fish will be dead and you won't be able to sell it at a high price."

Li Duoyu felt that since they had lowered the price so hard, there was no need to talk much, so he turned on the diesel engine on the spot.

"It's okay. I think the price of dead fish at Rongcheng Pier may be much higher than yours. I have to leave. If you don't want to buy it, can you go up there?"

Lao Zhang returned to the pier in embarrassment, his brows furrowed together. This young man just left without any discussion.

The fishmongers on the shore looked at each other a few times, and they all understood that they were facing a tough situation today, and the price-lowering scheme probably wouldn't work for them.

 Since we can’t all make money together.

Then you have to earn it yourself.

 A young fishmonger was the first to speak: "I don't want any other fish. I'll take that big bass for a pound and four cents."

Seeing that this young man is so devoid of martial ethics.

Lao Zhang jumped directly back to Li Duoyu's sampan and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I would have given you fifty cents for these real sea bream and yellow chickens. I will pay you four and a half cents per catty for this big fish. Look, How about it."

Facing the temptation of money, the tacit understanding among fishmongers was shattered, and other fishmongers also raised their prices.

 “I get five cents per catty.”

“Six cents, six cents, this price is already very high. We are all in the same industry, so there is no need to mess with each other.”

 Lao Zhang scolded: "How about you do it to me first? I'll pay six and a half cents."

 “Qi Mao,” the young fishmonger shouted.

Chen Wenchao was very excited. He counted on his fingers. For a pound of seven hairs, this 100-pound bass slider could already be sold for eighty or ninety yuan.

His original mental price was about fifty yuan, but unexpectedly, it has almost doubled now.

What makes Chen Wenchao depressed is that if he came to sell fish today, he would probably be taken advantage of.

But with just a few words from Brother Yu, the fishmongers started fighting among themselves, and eventually the prices soared.

 “I’ll give you a piece.”

“Whoever steals from me again, I will give it to him directly.”

 Lao Zhang finally shouted a price that no other fishmonger dared to accept.

“Old Zhang, you can’t do this.”

 “You’re doing a bit of a bad job, how can anyone collect this kind of fish in the future?”

“If you set it so high, you won’t make any money yourself, and you won’t let us make either.”

Lao Zhang was too lazy to talk to them, so he not only bought the bass slide, but also cleared all the other fish on Li Duoyu's boat.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Zhang took out a wooden scale. Li Duoyu lifted the bass slide with him, and then moved the weight.

“125 pounds.”

 As for the sea bream and yellow chicken, Lao Zhang directly priced them at five cents and took them away, while the remaining ordinary fish were all taken away at two cents.

 Finally, Lao Zhang took out sixteen large cards and handed them to Li Duoyu with a look of pain on his face:

“Okay, this business deal with you is really a loss. Your third uncle Li Zhengfa is not as ruthless as you.”

Li Duoyu took the money, nodded briefly, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you actually know my third uncle."

Lao Zhang sighed: "At this pier, I collect almost all of your uncle's fish. A few days ago, your third uncle was transporting bamboo with you at the pier."

"In this way, we can be regarded as acquaintances, and you still lower my price like this."       Lao Zhang smiled slightly awkwardly: "Everyone in this industry has been in this business. When we become really familiar with each other in the future, we won't lower your price." "

 “Stop talking, I have to leave, otherwise the fish will die and I will really lose money.”

 Lao Zhang immediately tied the dragon boat to his fishing boat, then dumped all the sea bream, yellow chickens, etc. into the water tank of his fishing boat, and drove towards Rongcheng Pier in a hurry.

In the past, when the goods were at their peak, there was no need to bring rare goods like this to Rongcheng to be sold. Restaurant owners in the county town would come and collect them.

Especially those business owners who come from the mainland to buy smuggled goods. They have never eaten seafood before. When they come here, they all want to try something new and are willing to pay for it.

 At that time, the seafood business was very easy to do. They suppressed the prices for fishermen and sold them to restaurant owners at high prices.

 Many people have built new houses by reselling seafood, but since the last major cleaning.

The entire county's economy is in recession, with 90% of restaurants closed, and it is much harder for fishmongers like them to do business.

As for big bass sliders like this, you don’t see a few in a year. They are considered a rare commodity, but they are not something ordinary people can afford.

The reason why he dared to pay such a high price was because he happened to have a relative who worked as a purchaser at the newly opened foreign trade hotel in Rongcheng.

 Some time ago, his relative had revealed to him that the hotel would accept any rare items from the seaside.

What else can I say? Recently, we have been receiving inspection groups of "Japanese". They especially like to eat fish such as sea bream and yellow chicken, and they often eat them alive and cut into pieces.

As long as these fish are fresh enough, the hotel will charge them a high price. If they are alive, the price can even double. This is the reason why Lao Zhang dares to claim it.

 Because other fishmongers simply don’t have the channels he has. If they dare to shout this price, they will definitely lose money.

 It's a pity that he could have earned two or three times this amount, but because of everyone's manipulation, he could only earn a hard-earned fee.

 Speaking of which, it’s all the fault of that useless young man, who was bluffing and bluffing, who couldn’t make the decision, and who was so excited that he made a mistake in his judgment.

 After Li Duoyu sold out the fish.

I glanced at my thin, dark uncle, and remembered the last time I killed him in the county town, so I said, "Let's go, I made money today, I'll take you to a restaurant."

Chen Dongqing smiled and scolded: "I've been waiting for this for a long time, but you finally have some discernment."

 Li Duoyu took the two of them to a slightly shabby small restaurant near the pier.

This restaurant is run by a middle-aged couple. It doesn’t even have a name, and its conditions are only average. The menu and other information are written directly on the wall with charcoal.

 But the business is good because this store is very cost-effective and has a lot of seafood. There are all kinds of shellfish, local razor clams, clams, and sea mussels in the big wooden barrel at the door.

There is a large cement pond next to it, with some live fish and shrimps in it.

When he was selling goods in the past, he and Agui returned to this restaurant to have late-night snacks, and they were relatively familiar with the husband and wife owners.

After arriving at the restaurant, Li Duoyu found an empty table and shouted to the boss who was busy in the kitchen:

“Lao Chen, let’s have a fried egg with chives, a pork belly with dried bamboo shoots, a drunken crab, a stir-fried clam, a stir-fried seafood noodle, and finally a dozen beers.”

 After hearing the sound.

The boss ran out with a cooking shovel. When he saw Li Duoyu, he smiled and said, "Okay, so many people have been arrested, but you are okay."

 “I collected it early and just escaped.”

The restaurant owner, Lao Chen, glanced at them and asked, "By the way, where's Agui? Why didn't I come with you?"

 After hearing this.

 Everyone's expressions became a bit ugly, and the boss immediately noticed something was wrong and said quickly: "I'll cook for you first."

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